About me.
Well where do I begin ? I was your average kid I 'd say, maintain to myself alot for whatever the understanding. I was curt for my age about 5'6 and a 135 lbs with a 24-26 waist. band of Brown University pilus, not hippie long but I guess you would say like skater hair. haha. I had just middling clothes, never got into the pop namebrands….jeans and a tee kinda kid. Had a small-scale frame and didn't really realize at the time but apparently I had a great stub. Not like a ghetto plunder that you see on rap videos that are explosively wide and fat, mine filled out just enough, perfect breaking ball. Shorts and sweatpants really showed it off….I noticed this when I would change for bed….but it's whatever. It wasn't that important….I thought.
school day was finally out for the summer. Next yr high. Could n't wait to just go hang out, wandering and exploring. I love do that kind of stuff. I lived in a nice neighborhood with my parents but being your distinctive 18 yr old ... .I had chores and we had a huuuge backyard that I got to cut every week ... Needless to say I did n't get the sum of free time that I wanted.
On one particular weekend, I decided to walk thru my neighborhood to the highschool I would never see again haha, former side of the arm there was a somewhat open bailiwick and a not so blanket crushed rock trail which led up to the old elementary schooltime. I had to walk past it in order to cross the principal street and go to the highschool. I was always somewhat curious about that old schooltime mostly beacause it was such a unique design, A bombastic domed courtyard with sort a concrete pit in the very center ( a lot of skaters and taggers had covered it in graffitti ). Surrounding that, was the classroom buildings. It was actually a very with child building. I had walked past it several fourth dimension over the survive 4 twelvemonth and periodically would stop in the dome area and delay to see if a door was open, there weren't. As I said earlier, I'm an explorer….love checking out abanded houses and so forth. It was variety of a haste I spose. My friend liked to prompt me that I need to be measured because people live in some of these house 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 free day, no yardwork, no nothing. 82 degrees out., Couldn't believe how dainty it was so I had was walking and biking anywhere and everywhere I could cogitate of. Had a blue wife-beater and some aristocratic bb boxershorts on with my somersault flops….loved it. Throughout my change of location I found my way in the area of that old simple schooling again. I was feeling unusually brave today and said"fuck it"! I'm gon na get in this construction today ! I rode up to the noodle arena haha. That's pretty much how it looked. Got off my bike and walked around, wasn't there even 15 minutes before I saw a shadow of a guy. Not sure as shooting if it was real or my imagination but I didn't headache myself with it and continued to look for an unlocked threshold. A few More transactions had gone by and I realized what I had seen wasn't a shadow. A pitch blackness guy had emerged from behind one of the concrete columns that supported the dome. Now…my mother being a borderline racist, I didn't have a lot of contact with the pitch-black community, the people I had seen were nowhere near as dark skinned as this guy, like african black. pattern looking enough….about 6'I would guess about 170lbs, say 32-34 shank. He was well built, not personify builder but toned, beneficial sized weapon, flat stomach, buzzed fuzz, no facial tomentum, etc. but goofy me still couldn't get over how dark he was. Didn't feeling bad, just dissimilar. He was also in a white 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 instant before he spoke"What up"? he asked. I said"nothing, just checking out the building ”."Trying to get in"? he asked. I said"Yeah ”."I know a way you can get in, there's a threshold that was pryed opened"he said. I asked jokingly if he was the one who"pryed"it out-of-doors, 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 fiddling bit hence why I couldn't retrieve it. I noticed though as were walking he fell back a bit and was walking someone 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 oculus which tells me he wasn't looking at my head before I turned. I sort of regret wearing the shorts I had on because they did meet out but I didn't let that vexation me and I continued on with him.
We got to the door 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 close down table against the wall. I proceded to walk further in, and I heard the door close."Why are you closing the door ?"I asked."Don't want cipher knowing were in here ya know ?"I said ok and proceded. Realizing quickly that with his complexion, I could hardly see him. He was trailing behind me most of the time, we walked around for awhile, checking out classrooms and former areas piffling bit of visit with each former as well. He asked how old I was and I asked the same of him."26"he said. We ended up in a fairly large schoolroom I believed it to be more towards the center/back of the schoolhouse with a few desks and this huge old teachers desk. It wasn't much to look at and I became bored quickly. I knew I was going to explore so I had a penlight with me that I ended up dropping while I was in that room. I bent down to cull it up and I heard"DAMN !"
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 dirty money 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 mental attitude seem to change a bit. We were in the way for another hour when I turned towards him saying I was ready to go when I saw something about his build was different. I noticed immediately the lineation of his dick was starting to show in shorts. It wasn't stone self-colored but it was making an visual aspect. I realized right then my tail end 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 right, I hadn't and wasn't matter to. I didn't really know 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 no-account"I mumbled."Well aren't you gon na give thanks me for showing you ?"“ I just did"I said. He said"No no a unlike kind of thank you."I kept walking towards the classroom door as I said no. When all of a sudden he grabbed my right arm with his rightfulness and with his leave alone hired man grabbed a handful of my hair, pulled me away from the door and slammed me up against the wall ! I immediately freaked the fuck out, he was holding me tight and he was pressed up against me. I could feel his hawkshaw, rock hard against my ass."Naw boy, I'm telling you, you're gon na give thanks me the good way."He ran his hand over my ass above my shorts."Dat ass feels real phat."Look, I'm not gon na hurt you, you just take to do what I want and you can go ok. ?"I asked"what do you desire ?"He replied"Turn around and get on your knees. If you try and run, then I'm gon na hurt you."I soooo did not want to do this but I did as he requested and was on me knees in front of his now solid cock, still in his shorts. It looked enormous ! He reached into his shorts and pulled it out, as he did he smacked my nose with the chief of it."You ain't seen nothing this big huh ?"“ No"I replied."Yeeeaah, 10 in baby boy."85 degree outside felt like 100 in this way. He was sweaty….as was I. A scent I didn't recognize filled the air, scared out of my thinker and fearful of what would happen if I didn't comply. I knelt there waiting for him. He grabbed my pilus and pushed his cock at my lip and said"open up !"The scent was his crotch area, their lifelike olfactory sensation apparently. I did and he pushed his drumhead in my mouth, told me to wind my lips around it and keep on em closed. I complied as he pushed Thomas More and more in. I quickly started to gag and he yelled at me to keep it in my mouth. I heard him start sighing and he had both hands on my head pushing only about 3 column inch in but I couldn't help it and started coughing and said"YEEEAAH ! Gag fucker, choking coil on this nigga dick."With that he pushed more in. I almost puked and pushed him away, got his dick out of my mouth and without any monition he back-handed me across my expression."WHAT THE screw DID I SAY BITCH ?"He grabbed my hair again and jammed even Thomas More of his vast hammer into my throat. By this time I was crying while he's sliding his meat in and out of my mouth. He started thrusting faster and faster, he pulled out of my sass really quick and smacked me in the face with it."You like sucking this black dick huh little boy huh ? Answer me !"I stupidly said no and he hit me again with his tool and the backbone of his hand cashbox I finally said yes. It only was dull for a few bit before he really started slamming it in and out. I was still crying and he told me to shut the fuck up or he was really gon na generate me something to cry about. He had a steady rhythm method of birth control going, then he grabbed my tomentum even tighter"Your backtalk flavor so fucking serious boy but I know that phat pussy is gon na be the bomb."Tighter and tighter he held my haircloth and he started grunting, then moaning, then literally yelling, pulled my heading towards him shoved more putz in my mouth, he was damn near screaming at me to swallow all my nut little fucker…every fucking pearl and he yelled out once More and unloaded all he had in my mouth grunting and moaning the whole prison term. He continued to cry asp me to accept"Don't saliva it out cunt or you gon na get hit again !"I gulped it down and was totally grossed out, it was salty and nasty as hell.
"Good boy, now stand up."As I began to stand my legs were trembling and his cock was still severe, just as big. I couldn't help but stare at it then I looked up at him.
He just looked at me and said"twist 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"bend around or I'm gon na do it for you."Again sob, all I could cogitate was what he wanted to do was really gon na hurt but it was gon na hurt more if I didn't do what he said. He slapped me and said"last chance boy"I wasn't looking at him, I was looking down and all I could see was that 10 in monster protruding straight out and that he was itching to lay to rest 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 whisker and pulled me away from the wall, birl 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 underwear down, running his manus all over me…squeezed my cheeks a twain fourth dimension."mmmm mm boy your puss is driving my dick 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 knees and buried his face between my bun. I could experience his tounge against my hole getting it wet and slobbing all over it. He slide his tounge up and down my tush, while he was doing this I looked down between my branch and started crying again. His putz looked like it got adult. He stood up and pressed himself against me and I could feel his putz rubbing up against my cheek to my hole. He spit on the straits of his rooster and rubbed my jam with the head and started to push.
At showtime I didn't feel anything until….he grabbed my cheeks, pulled them apart and sunk his cockhead into my squiffy bunghole. I started to scream and cry and he was just saying"YEAAHH, YEAAAH gon na open up that pussy."He started slacken like he said….little by little forcing more and Sir Thomas More of that huge cock into me. I couldn't handle it, I felt dizzy, nautious, mark. He was talking in my ear telling me to open my legs wider, wedge my butt out towards him. I couldn't arrest crying and groaning, he said"aww what's the subject boy ? Im not even in all the way."That just made me cry more. He took my hand and placed on his rooster so I could feel 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 Menachem Begin to state you the amount of fear 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 build but he was becoming increasingly frustrated because of how tight my mess was. I could experience it….based on the grunts 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 cock, he dropped to his genu, spit in my pickle again and he let go of me prospicient enough, I grabbed my underclothes, pulled it up and tried to run. My shorts were already off and I just gon na leave them. I had to get away from this nigra and his tool. Didn't make to the door in prison term, 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 hair and as he walked me towards the teachers desk he kept spanking my butt. Threw me down so hard my head hit the desk, bent-grass over it. He kicked my wooden leg apart, grabbed my cheeks over my underclothing and ripped it unfastened and completely off."I'm not playing with you no more bitch."He got in the proper posture behind me, spittle in my hole again and aimed his cock at my little boy star."You bout to get fucked and it's gon na fuckin hurt !"He pushed his top dog in and just hold forcing every inch. The first 3 in didn't hurt….as much because I already had them, but he just kept jamming the rest 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 mouth and around my head as a gag he could hold onto to."Your mine now petty boy, I'm gon na rip this phat assed purulent apart !"I'm not sure how much time went by, had to have been at least 2 hours. He just didn't stop and didn't concern what he did to me. He repeatedly spanked my ass so much the smacking 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 Inferno little boy."He powerfucked me over and over and over again. Slammed those 10 inches all the way inside me then would tear half way out and go balls deep all over again. I think I blacked out at some point, when I came to he was starting to cum. Moaning and grunting and he yelled as I could feel his monumental load explode inside of me. He grabbed my hair's-breadth, yanked my head and screamed at me to differentiate him to fuck me ! I wouldn't and he yanked harder and hurtle his cock until I was crying out in searing pain."SAY IT !"“ SAY IT BOY ! ! !"I couldn't handle it anymore and I started screaming"fuck me, bed me"He said LOUDER BITCH, shuffling ME BELIEVE IT !"He was thrusting so hard I almost passed out again. In a sobbing yell I screamed"FUCK MEEEEE ! ! !"Thrusting into me the entire time he was yelling at me. He grabbed my buttock so hard ( I saw later chela chump from his nails in my seat ) and pulled my ass towards him, balls deep inside me. I couldn't full stop sobbing even though by now my ass was totally numb but just his hip joint slamming against my ass hurt unbelievably bad. This continued until he started screaming, telling me how beneficial my Lester Willis Young ass felt on his cock and exploded yet another load into me. Then he collapsed on top of me. He got up and pulled his cock out of worn out gob. I could find his nut draining out of me."4 loads child boy, 4 lading ! Mm mm."He got what he wanted.
I stood up and almost fell, my legs were like water. He said"Get that phat ass outta here before I rip that cunt 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 way. I never told anyone what happened for many reasons, fear mostly. The showtime thing I went to the bathroom, looked in the mirror at my seat and saw…..what he really did to me. Both my cheeks were black and low-spirited, I had bitemarks on my tail end and on the right side of my ass….there was a bruise outline of his bridge player on my ass. I cried myself to sleep for 2 weeks after. Yeah, he definetly got what he wanted.

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