About me.
fountainhead where do I begin ? I was your mean kid I 'd say, sustain to myself alot for whatever the reasons. I was short for my age about 5'6 and a 135 lbs with a 24-26 shank. Lots of brown pilus, not hippie long but I guess you would say like skater tomentum. haha. I had just average out clothes, never got into the popular namebrands….jeans and a tee kinda kid. Had a small build and didn't really realize at the time but apparently I had a great hindquarters. Not like a ghetto booty that you see on rap videos that are explosively blanket and fat, mine filled out just enough, complete curvature. Shorts and sweatpants really showed it off….I noticed this when I would shift for bed….but it's whatever. It wasn't that important….I thought.
School was finally out for the summer. adjacent year senior high school. Could n't wait to just go hang out, wandering and exploring. I love do that sort of clobber. I lived in a courteous locality with my parents but being your typical 18 yr old ... .I had task and we had a huuuge backyard that I got to cut every week ... Needless to say I did n't get the amount of free sentence that I wanted.
On one exceptional weekend, I decided to take the air thru my neighbourhood to the highschool I would never see again haha, former side of the subdivision there was a somewhat undecided field and a not so panoptic gravel trail which led up to the old elementary school. I had to walk past it in order to crossbreed the main street and go along to the senior high. I was always somewhat singular about that old school day mostly beacause it was such a singular design, A large domed courtyard with form a concrete pit in the very center ( a lot of skaters and tagger had covered it in graffitti ). Surrounding that, was the schoolroom buildings. It was actually a very large building. I had walked past it several times over the shoemaker's last 4 years and periodically would block off in the dome area and check to see if a door was subject, there weren't. As I said earlier, I'm an explorer….love checking out abanded houses and so forth. It was form of a rush I spose. My supporter liked to prompt me that I need to be thrifty because people live in some of these firm and you just never know what might be in one of these buildings….As usual, I dismissed him. Never thought he would be right.
Beautiful sunny Saturday afternoon on this day. Had a dislodge day, no yardwork, no nothing. 82 arcdegree out., Couldn't believe how dainty it was so I had was walking and biking anywhere and everywhere I could think of. Had a gamey wife-beater and some dark bb shorts on with my flip flops….loved it. Throughout my travels I found my way in the arena of that old unproblematic school again. I was feeling unusually brave today and said"fuck it"! I'm gon na get in this building today ! I rode up to the bonce arena haha. That's pretty much how it looked. Got off my cycle and walked around, wasn't there even 15 proceedings before I saw a shadow of a guy. Not certainly if it was actual or my imaginativeness but I didn't fear myself with it and continued to explore for an unlock door. A few more second had gone by and I realized what I had seen wasn't a shadow. A sinister guy had emerged from behind one of the concrete columns that supported the dome. Now…my mother being a borderline racialist, I didn't have a lot of contact with the black community, the mass I had seen were nowhere near as night skinned as this guy, like african inkiness. Normal looking enough….about 6'I would guess about 170lbs, say 32-34 waist. He was well built, not body builder but toned, good sized weapon system, flat venter, buzzed tomentum, no facial hair, etc. but goofy me still couldn't get over how dismal he was. Didn't look bad, just different. He was also in a White person wife-beater and a pair of gray sweats. He looked at me and I was looking back at him. This went on for about a moment before he spoke"What up"? he asked. I said"nothing, just checking out the edifice ”."Trying to get in"? he asked. I said"Yeah ”."I know a way you can get in, there's a door that was pryed heart-to-heart"he said. I asked jokingly if he was the one who"pryed"it surface, he laughed and said"no ”. As I walked over towards him I noticed he was looking me up and down, didn't smile or anything. As I got closer he turned and we walked towards this door which was hidden a little bit hence why I couldn't bump it. I noticed though as were walking he fell back a bit and was walking person what behind me. Ya ever get that burning feeling that you're being watched ? I turned around to see him and he looked at my centre which tells me he wasn't looking at my foreland before I turned. I sort of repent wearing the boxershorts I had on because they did fill out but I didn't let that concern me and I continued on with him.
We got to the room access and he opened it for me. I paused for a min and asked"have you been in here before"? He said"oh Hell yea, that's how I knew there was a way in."It was dark and there were some folded table against the rampart. I proceded to walk further in, and I heard the room access close."Why are you closing the door ?"I asked."Don't want nobody knowing were in here ya know ?"I said ok and proceded. Realizing quickly that with his skin colour, I could hardly see him. He was trailing behind me most of the meter, we walked around for awhile, checking out classrooms and other country little bit of confabulate with each former as well. He asked how old I was and I asked the Lapplander of him."26"he said. We ended up in a fairly large classroom I believed it to be more towards the center/back of the school with a few desks and this vast old teachers desk. It wasn't much to look at and I became bored quickly. I knew I was going to search so I had a penlight with me that I ended up dropping while I was in that room. I bent down to pick it up and I heard"tinker's dam !"
I immediately stood up and dangle around and looked at him. He was looking at me when I said"what"? He asked again my age, I told him and he says"How you end up with a booty like that"? I was surprised he had asked this and I told him I didn't know and laughed a bit. I had noticed his attitude seem to modify a bit. We were in the room for another minute when I turned towards him saying I was make to go when I saw something about his shape was unlike. I noticed immediately the outline of his dick was starting to show in underdrawers. It wasn't rock and roll solid but it was making an appearance. I realized right then my prat was a lot nicer than I thought. He noticed my stare and said"what"? Before I could answer he looked down and smiled,"yeah, it likes your booty. Bet you ain't seen nothing this big"? He was redress, I hadn't and wasn't interest. I didn't really jazz what to say I just knew I wanted out. I said"ok well, thanks for showing me around."He replied with"aw but you ain't shown me nothing"I knew what he wanted to see and I wasn't having that."Yeah sorry"I mumbled."Well aren't you gon na thank me for showing you ?"“ I just did"I said. He said"No no a different kind of thank you."I kept walking towards the classroom door as I said no. When all of a sudden he grabbed my aright arm with his right and with his result hired hand grabbed a fistful of my hair's-breadth, pulled me away from the door and slammed me up against the wall ! I immediately freaked the nooky out, he was holding me cockeyed and he was pressed up against me. I could feel his hawkshaw, rock hard against my ass."Naw boy, I'm apprisal you, you're gon na thank me the right way."He ran his hand over my ass above my shorts."Dat ass flavour real phat."feeling, I'm not gon na hurt you, you just necessitate to do what I want and you can go ok. ?"I asked"what do you want ?"He replied"play around and get on your stifle. If you try and run, then I'm gon na spite you."I soooo did not need to do this but I did as he requested and was on me stifle in front of his now unanimous rooster, still in his shorts. It looked tremendous ! He reached into his short circuit and pulled it out, as he did he smacked my olfactory organ with the head of it."You ain't seen nothing this big huh ?"“ No"I replied."Yeeeaah, 10 inches baby boy."85 degrees outside felt like 100 in this room. He was sweaty….as was I. A fragrance I didn't recognize filled the air, scared out of my mind and fearful of what would hap if I didn't comply. I knelt there waiting for him. He grabbed my hair and pushed his cock at my mouth and said"spread out up !"The scent was his crotch field, their instinctive feeling apparently. I did and he pushed his school principal in my mouth, told me to wrap my lips around it and restrain em closed. I complied as he pushed more and more in. I quickly started to gag and he yelled at me to keep it in my mouth. I heard him take up sighing and he had both hands on my head pushing only about 3 inch in but I couldn't supporter it and started coughing and said"YEEEAAH ! Gag fucker, choke on this nigga dick."With that he pushed more in. I almost puked and pushed him away, got his dick out of my mouthpiece and without any warning he back-handed me across my nerve."WHAT THE FUCK DID I SAY squawk ?"He grabbed my hair again and jammed even Sir Thomas More of his huge cock into my throat. By this time I was crying while he's sliding his heart in and out of my mouth. He started thrusting faster and faster, he pulled out of my back talk really quick and smacked me in the face with it."You like sucking this black prick huh small boy huh ? Answer me !"I stupidly said no and he hit me again with his shaft and the back of his bridge player till I finally said yes. It only was boring for a few minute of arc before he really started slamming it in and out. I was still crying and he told me to shut the shtup up or he was really gon na give me something to cry about. He had a steadily musical rhythm going, then he grabbed my hair even tighter"Your mouth look so fucking soundly boy but I know that phat pussy is gon na be the bomb."Tighter and tighter he held my hair and he started grunting, then moaning, then literally yelling, pulled my forefront towards him shoved more cock in my mouth, he was damn near screaming at me to withdraw all my nut little fucker…every fucking drop-off and he yelled out once more and unloaded all he had in my sass grunting and moaning the whole clip. He continued to holler asp me to withdraw"Don't spit it out bitch or you gon na get hit again !"I gulped it down and was totally grossed out, it was salty and awful as hell.
"goodness boy, now stand up."As I began to place upright my pegleg were trembling and his putz was still hard, just as big. I couldn't help but stare at it then I looked up at him.
He just looked at me and said"turning around."I immediately started crying and begged him to let me go dwelling. He said"naw boy, I ain't done yet and you know what I want"Still sobbing I begged him again to just let me go. He ignored my pleas and said flat out"tour around or I'm gon na do it for you."Again sobbing, all I could think was what he wanted to do was really gon na suffer but it was gon na spite more if I didn't do what he said. He slapped me and said"shoemaker's last chance boy"I wasn't looking at him, I was looking down and all I could see was that 10 inch monster protruding straight out and that he was itching to inhume it into my hole.
He slapped me again and said"I'm not playing games with you boy, are you gon na turn around ?"I just stood there. He grabbed my hair and pulled me away from the wall, spun me around and slammed me up against it with my ass facing him. I started crying."Shutup !"He stood up against me rubbing my ass, yanked my shorts and my underclothing down, running his hands all over me…squeezed my cheeks a couple sentence."mmmm mm boy your pussy is driving my peter crazy."I couldn't do anything except sob lightly so he wouldn't hit me again."Don't worry, I'll go slow."He got down on his knee and buried his facial expression between my rear end. I could experience his tounge against my hole getting it wet and slobbing all over it. He slide his tounge up and down my buns, while he was doing this I looked down between my pegleg and started crying again. His stopcock looked like it got full-grown. He stood up and pressed himself against me and I could palpate his rooster rubbing up against my cheek to my yap. He spit on the head of his stopcock and chafe my hole with the head word and started to push.
At first gear I didn't feel anything until….he grabbed my cheeks, pulled them apart and sunk his cockhead into my tight prick. I started to holler and cry and he was just saying"YEAAHH, YEAAAH gon na open up that pussy."He started retard like he said….little by little forcing more and more than of that immense cock into me. I couldn't handle it, I felt dizzy, nautious, scared. He was talking in my ear telling me to give my branch wider, stick my cigaret out towards him. I couldn't stop rallying cry and groaning, he said"aww what's the matter boy ? Im not even in all the way."That just made me cry more. He took my handwriting and placed on his dick so I could find how much of it wasn't in me. There was A LOT ! He didn't have lube and he said I was unbelievably tight."Don't worry though, Im gon na force my way inside you."I can't Begin to recount you the amount of fearfulness that was flowing thru me. I firmly believed that the way he was currently fucking me was not going to stay that way.
His momentum was starting to progress but he was becoming increasingly frustrated because of how besotted my jam was. I could feel it….based on the grunt he was making and how tight he was holding onto me. It was gon na get worse….and it did. He yelled and pulled me away from the wall, pulling out his hammer, he dropped to his genu, tongue in my hollow again and he let go of me long enough, I grabbed my underwear, pulled it up and tried to run. My shorts were already off and I just gon na result them. I had to get away from this nigga and his tool. Didn't make to the room access in clip, he grabbed me and said"Where the fuck you going, I ain't done with dat ass."He pulled me back towards him, had me by tomentum and as he walked me towards the teacher desk he kept spanking my butt. bedevil me down so firmly my head hit the desk, bent over it. He kicked my leg apart, grabbed my cheeks over my underwear and ripped it unfastened and completely off."I'm not playing with you no more bitch."He got in the proper position behind me, spit in my hole again and aimed his cock at my trivial boy star."You bout to get lie with and it's gon na fuckin suffering !"He pushed his head in and just kept forcing every inch. The first 3 in didn't hurt….as much because I already had them, but he just kept jamming the relief into me. Once he past those 3 inches, I started screaming…literally screaming. My underclothing was on the desk, he grabbed them…ripped them apart and wrapped them over my lip and around my head as a gag he could hold onto to."Your mine now little boy, I'm gon na rip this phat assed pussy apart !"I'm not sure how much time went by, had to make been at least 2 hours. He just didn't stop and didn't care what he did to me. He repeatedly spanked my ass so much the slaps made cry harder. I cried out your hurting me,"you said you would go slow."He said flat out"I lied. This is gon na hurt like hell little boy."He powerfucked me over and over and over again. Slammed those 10 inch all the way inside me then would perpetrate half way out and go balls deep all over again. I think I blacked out at some item, when I came to he was starting to cum. Moaning and grunting and he yelled as I could find his massive loading explode inside of me. He grabbed my hair, yanked my promontory and screamed at me to differentiate him to fuck me ! I wouldn't and he yanked harder and thrust his cock until I was crying out in searing annoyance."SAY IT !"“ SAY IT BOY ! ! !"I couldn't handle it anymore and I started screaming"fuck me, lie with me"He said LOUDER beef, make ME BELIEVE IT !"He was thrusting so hard I almost passed out again. In a sobbing yell I screamed"fucking MEEEEE ! ! !"Thrusting into me the entire time he was yelling at me. He grabbed my cheeks so hard ( I saw later claw marks from his nails in my prat ) and pulled my ass towards him, balls deep inside me. I couldn't stop consonant sobbing even though by now my ass was totally numb but just his hip joint slamming against my ass scathe unbelievably bad. This continued until he started screaming, telling me how unspoilt my Thomas Young ass felt on his hammer and exploded yet another warhead into me. Then he collapsed on top of me. He got up and pulled his cock out of worn out cakehole. I could feel his nut draining out of me."4 loads baby boy, 4 load ! Mm mm."He got what he wanted.
I stood up and almost fell, my legs were like pee. He said"Get that phat ass outta here before I rip that pussy again."I as quickly as I could grabbed my shorts and ran out of there as fast as I could. Never looking back.
When I got home, I went straight to my room. I never told anyone what happened for many reasonableness, fear mostly. The kickoff thing I went to the lavatory, looked in the mirror at my cigaret and saw…..what he really did to me. Both my boldness were black and low-spirited, I had bitemarks on my buns and on the right side of meat of my ass….there was a bruised outline of his paw on my ass. I cried myself to sleep for 2 calendar week after. Yeah, he definetly got what he wanted.

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