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Me and the Tough Neighborhood Boy

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This is a true story that happened to me when I was about 13-14 years old.


When I was 13 years old, I remember that I was on my way to a friend of mines home. I had just discovered that I loved jacking around that time, and the friend that I was going to see enjoyed doing the same thing.

Anyway, while I was on my way there, a young black guy approached. I am black too. He approached me with the usual lingo that guys say when they're going to rob you. He had me go to the back of an abandoned house. My heart was beating so fast because I really thought this guy was going to hurt me.

Once we got inside of the house, he pushed me against the wall and asked me if I had any money. I told him that I didn't and he asked me if he could have all that he could find. I told him that he could. He checked my pockets, front and back, and then he reached for my belt buckle and unzipped my pants. He opened the fly to my underwear and held my limp dick in his hand. I was still terrified that this neighborhood tough was going to hurt me, and then he asked me a series of questions which completely floored me. As he was holding my dick in his hand, he asked me if I could get hard.

'Well, I can't get hard unless I want to have sex with someone.'

'Well, make it hard.' he said

'It's kind of awkward for me.' I responded.

'Well, make mine hard.' He said in a husky voice.

I looked at his face, and for the first time noticed that he was actually good looking. He had dark brown eyes, full lips and his skin was a shade darker than mine.

I reached for him, opening his belt buckle, tugging his pants down around his hips. I was shocked to find that this man had at least nine inches of the thickest, darkest dick I had ever seen. Now mind you, I haven't seen that many guys, but he was enormous, and he was throbbing.

I reached for him, holding his penis in my hand, and it throbbed incredibly. He held mine and I couldn't help it. My cock began to grow, lengthen and expand. He pushed my pants down around my knees and I did the same with him.

He told me to lay down on an abadoned car seat and I did. He lay down next to me, and for the next 30 minutes, he touched me, making me throb, holding my hard dick in his hand.

I touched him back, my hand riding up and down his super thick shaft, watching the precum ooze out of the deep slit in his head. He was exciting me to no end. In five minutes, I had gone from being scared to being horny, and I couldn't believe that I was stroking his dick and he was stroking mine. He was going faster and faster and I imitated him. My hand held tight to him as I felt every vein in his huge fat dick throb under neath my hand. He stroked me fast, and my hips wound up rising and falling to his fists motions.

That was it. He stroked me faster and I stroked him faster, and then he moaned deep in his throat and he starting shooting thick ropes of cum out of his huge, fat, dark dick. I couldn't help it. I came so hard, spurts of cum hitting my abs nd my chest. I couldn't believe how good this felt.

I found him once after that, but I never saw him again.



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