About me.
fountainhead where do I begin ? I was your middling kid I 'd say, kept to myself alot for whatever the reasons. I was short-circuit for my age about 5'6 and a 135 lbs with a 24-26 waist. Lots of brown hair, not hippie long but I guess you would say like skater hair. haha. I had just average clothes, never got into the democratic namebrands….jeans and a tee kinda kid. Had a pocket-sized frame and didn't really realize at the time but apparently I had a great butt. Not like a ghetto pillage that you see on rap video that are explosively full and fat, mine filled out just enough, perfect bender. Shorts and sweat pants really showed it off….I noticed this when I would shift for bed….but it's whatever. It wasn't that important….I thought.
schoolhouse was finally out for the summer. Next year highschool. Could n't await to just go hang out, wandering and exploring. I love do that kind of stuff. I lived in a courteous neighborhood with my parents but being your typical 18 yr old ... .I had job 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 time that I wanted.
On one particular weekend, I decided to take the air thru my neighborhood to the senior high I would never see again haha, other position of the subsection there was a somewhat open study and a not so broad gravel trail which led up to the old simple schooltime. I had to walk past it in order to cross the main street and proceed to the highschool. I was always somewhat curious about that old school mostly beacause it was such a unique design, A large domed court with form a concrete pit in the very center of attention ( a lot of skaters and tagging program had covered it in graffitti ). Surrounding that, was the classroom edifice. It was actually a very with child building. I had walked past it respective sentence over the final 4 old age and periodically would stop in the dome region and check off to see if a threshold was undefended, there weren't. As I said earlier, I'm an explorer….love checking out abanded houses and so forth. It was sort of a rush I spose. My Quaker liked to prompt me that I need to be careful because masses 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 Sat good afternoon on this day. Had a free day, no yardwork, no nothing. 82 degree out., Couldn't believe how nice it was so I had was walking and biking anywhere and everywhere I could think of. Had a blue wife-beater and some blue bb shorts on with my pass flops….loved it. Throughout my travels I found my way in the region of that old elementary 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 noggin orbit 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 fantasm of a guy. Not sure if it was real number or my mental imagery but I didn't business organization myself with it and continued to search for an unlocked room access. A few more arcminute had gone by and I realized what I had seen wasn't a shadow. A black guy had emerged from behind one of the concrete column that supported the domed stadium. Now…my mother being a borderline racist, I didn't have a lot of liaison with the black community, the mass I had seen were nowhere near as night skinned as this guy, like african black. formula looking enough….about 6'I would guess about 170lbs, say 32-34 shank. He was well built, not body builder but toned, estimable sized arm, flat abdomen, buzzed hair, no facial hair, etc. but goofy me still couldn't get over how dark he was. Didn't flavor bad, just different. He was also in a white wife-beater and a pair of hoary 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"zilch, 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 door that was pryed open"he said. I asked jokingly if he was the one who"pryed"it open, 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 footling bit hence why I couldn't find 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 eyes which tells me he wasn't looking at my head before I turned. I sort of regret wearing the short 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 moody and there were some folded tables against the wall. I proceded to take the air further in, and I heard the door close."Why are you closing the door ?"I asked."Don't want cypher 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 nigh of the time, we walked around for awhile, checking out schoolroom and other areas little bit of chaffer with each other as well. He asked how old I was and I asked the same of him."26"he said. We ended up in a fairly orotund classroom I believed it to be more towards the center/back of the school with a few desks and this Brobdingnagian old teachers desk. It wasn't much to look at and I became bored quickly. I knew I was going to research 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"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 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 mental attitude seem to vary a bit. We were in the room for another minute when I turned towards him saying I was ready to go when I saw something about his build was different. I noticed immediately the outline of his gumshoe was starting to show in shorts. It wasn't rock solid but it was making an appearance. I realized right then my butt 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 zippo this big"? He was right, I hadn't and wasn't worry. 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 aught"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 dissimilar kind of thank you."I kept walking towards the classroom room access as I said no. When all of a sudden he grabbed my right arm with his right and with his odd mitt grabbed a smattering of my hair's-breadth, pulled me away from the door and slammed me up against the rampart ! I immediately freaked the fuck out, he was holding me fast and he was pressed up against me. I could feel his cock, rock hard against my ass."Naw boy, I'm telling you, you're gon na thank me the in good order way."He ran his mitt over my ass above my shorts."Dat ass feels real phat."expression, I'm not gon na wound you, you just take to do what I want and you can go ok. ?"I asked"what do you desire ?"He replied"round around and get on your articulatio genus. If you try and run, then I'm gon na pain you."I soooo did not want to do this but I did as he requested and was on me knee in front end of his now solid tool, still in his shorts. It looked enormous ! He reached into his shorts and pulled it out, as he did he smack my nose with the head of it."You ain't seen nada this big huh ?"“ No"I replied."Yeeeaah, 10 in baby boy."85 stage outside felt like 100 in this room. He was sweaty….as was I. A olfactory property I didn't recognize filled the air, scared out of my mind and fearful of what would materialise if I didn't comply. I knelt there waiting for him. He grabbed my hair and pushed his cock at my mouth and said"open up up !"The odour was his genital organ field, their instinctive aroma apparently. I did and he pushed his head in my sassing, told me to wrap my lips around it and keep 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 start sighing and he had both script on my head pushing only about 3 inch in but I couldn't service 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 lip and without any word of advice he back-handed me across my brass."WHAT THE piece of ass DID I SAY BITCH ?"He grabbed my hairsbreadth again and jammed even more of his huge cock into my throat. By this sentence 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 mouth really prompt and smacked me in the grimace with it."You like sucking this black pecker huh footling boy huh ? Answer me !"I stupidly said no and he hit me again with his shaft and the back of his hired man till I finally said yes. It only was easy for a few moment before he really started slamming it in and out. I was still crying and he told me to exclude the fuck up or he was really gon na give me something to cry about. He had a firm cycle going, then he grabbed my hair's-breadth even squiffy"Your mouth feels so fucking good boy but I know that phat snatch is gon na be the bomb."Tighter and tighter he held my hair and he started grunting, then moaning, then literally yelling, pulled my brain towards him shoved more cock in my mouth, he was damn near screaming at me to bury all my nut footling fucker…every fucking drop and he yelled out once more and unloaded all he had in my mouth grunting and moaning the whole time. He continued to shout out asp me to swallow"Don't spit it out beef or you gon na get hit again !"I gulped it down and was totally grossed out, it was salty and nasty as hell.
"trade good boy, now stand up."As I began to resist my legs were trembling and his cock was still arduous, just as big. I couldn't help but stare at it then I looked up at him.
He just looked at me and said"turn around."I immediately started crying and begged him to let me go home plate. 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 supplication and said two-dimensional out"good turn around or I'm gon na do it for you."Again sobbing, all I could intend 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"endure opportunity boy"I wasn't looking at him, I was looking down and all I could see was that 10 edge behemoth 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 plough 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 underwear down, running his deal all over me…squeezed my brass a couple times."mmmm mm boy your pussy is driving my dick crazy."I couldn't do anything except sob lightly so he wouldn't hit me again."Don't concern, I'll go slow."He got down on his knees and buried his face between my buns. I could finger his tounge against my hole getting it wet and slobbing all over it. He slide his tounge up and down my rump, while he was doing this I looked down between my legs and started crying again. His stopcock looked like it got liberal. He stood up and pressed himself against me and I could sense his cock rubbing up against my cheek to my jam. He spit on the fountainhead of his cock and fret my hole with the head and started to push.
At first I didn't feeling anything until….he grabbed my face, pulled them apart and sunk his cockhead into my tight shit. I started to scream and cry and he was just saying"YEAAHH, YEAAAH gon na open up that pussy."He started tiresome like he said….little by trivial forcing more and more of that vast putz into me. I couldn't handle it, I felt dizzy, nautious, scared. He was talking in my ear telling me to open my leg wider, hold fast my butt out towards him. I couldn't stop crying and groaning, he said"aww what's the issue boy ? Im not even in all the way."That just made me cry more. He took my script and placed on his cock so I could feel how very much of it wasn't in me. There was A LOT ! He didn't have lube and he said I was unbelievably soaked."Don't worry though, Im gon na force my way inside you."I can't begin to tell you the sum of money of fear that was flowing thru me. I firmly believed that the way he was currently fucking me was not going to stay put that way.
His momentum was starting to establish but he was becoming increasingly frustrated because of how sozzled my hole was. I could experience it….based on the grunts he was making and how soaked 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 stopcock, he dropped to his knee, spit in my kettle of fish again and he let go of me farsighted enough, I grabbed my underwear, pulled it up and tried to run. My shorts were already off and I just gon na leave alone them. I had to get away from this spade and his dick. Didn't make to the door in metre, 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 tail. Threw me down so severe my head hit the desk, bent over it. He kicked my branch apart, grabbed my nerve over my underwear and ripped it unfold and completely off."I'm not playing with you no more bitch."He got in the proper position behind me, spit in my muddle again and aimed his cock at my lilliputian boy star."You bout to get fucked and it's gon na fuckin hurt !"He pushed his head in and just maintain forcing every inch. The first 3 inches didn't hurt….as much because I already had them, but he just kept jamming the rest into me. Once he past those 3 column inch, I started screaming…literally screaming. My underclothes was on the desk, he grabbed them…ripped them apart and wrapped them over my sass and around my head as a gag he could restrain onto to."Your mine now trivial boy, I'm gon na rip this phat assed snatch apart !"I'm not sure how much time went by, had to have been at least 2 60 minutes. He just didn't stop and didn't forethought what he did to me. He repeatedly spanked my ass so much the slap 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 in all the way inside me then would pull half way out and go orb 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 massive load explode inside of me. He grabbed my haircloth, yanked my question and screamed at me to tell him to fuck me ! I wouldn't and he yanked harder and thrust his cock until I was crying out in searing hurting."SAY IT !"“ SAY IT BOY ! ! !"I couldn't handle it anymore and I started screaming"fuck me, fuck me"He said LOUDER beef, MAKE ME BELIEVE IT !"He was thrusting so gruelling I almost passed out again. In a sobbing yell I screamed"FUCK MEEEEE ! ! !"Thrusting into me the total time he was yelling at me. He grabbed my face so operose ( I saw later hook bull's eye from his nails in my arse ) and pulled my ass towards him, balls bass inside me. I couldn't stop sobbing even though by now my ass was totally dull but just his hips slamming against my ass hurt unbelievably bad. This continued until he started screaming, telling me how good my Whitney Moore Young Jr. ass felt on his turncock 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 mess. I could feel his nut draining out of me."4 piles baby boy, 4 heaps ! Mm mm."He got what he wanted.
I stood up and almost fell, my legs were corresponding pee. He said"Get that phat ass outta here before I rip that slit 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 understanding, fearfulness mostly. The first thing I went to the bathroom, looked in the mirror at my behind and saw…..what he really did to me. Both my cheeks were sinister and blue, I had bitemarks on my backside and on the veracious side of my ass….there was a spite outline of his hand on my ass. I cried myself to sleep for 2 week after. Yeah, he definetly got what he wanted.

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