Date: Fri, 12 Sep 1997 13:13:24 -0700 (PDT) From: Man Lover Subject: Old Ringold Road [M/M, interracial, beginnings, rimming] Old Ringold Road By Man Loving I don't know, am I crazy? I'm not one who goes for the "All-American type." I prefer the shy nice-looking "geek-type", they really get me reved up. I never really had any social problems in school. I was a little quiet compared to the jocks that had big heads and big mouths; neither of which were ever put to use in something really worthwhile, if you know what I mean. I could take care of myself, I'm a big guy at 5'8" and 170 pounds of beef and muscle. It sort of came natural in the genes, but I was cool, never bothered anyone and expected the same from others. I was a little ahead of the kids-play of my senior high school mates, figure that's why Tim and I became friends. He was older, 23 and I was 19. He was a college guy studying accounting. Can you think of anything geekier than accounting? I was bored to tears just trying to imagine it, when I finally got the nerve to sit and talk with him while he one day as he was washing his car. He lived at home with his folks and had been a neighborhood kids since before my family had moved in. We were the first blacks to set-up house in this once plush part of town. Recently, the real rich whites had moved out and built homes up on the hills around town. Tim's people were a working class bunch. He was about 5'6" and 155 lbs. I watched him twist and turn as he washed here and there on the surface of the car. He looked like a little boy to me though I was younger. This was back in the early 80's when guys parted their hair in the middle and it was kind of feathered going back, and Tim's brunette hair was all ruffled looking, he also had a thin mustache that turned my dick on like crazy. I'd known for a little bit that my cock liked guys instead of girls, but rarely had the chance to do anything about it. I'd played around with one other friend from childhood but he was starting to like girls. My luck was running out, so it was a surprise when Tim turned out to be just like me. We were chatting away, us both asking and answering questions. He was the youngest of three boys, and liked driving. He offered me a ride in his souped up Camera when he finished washing. We kept talking and I couldn't keep my eyes off his tight fitting tennis shorts. He'd ripped the normal manufactured side splits quite a ways higher than they were originally intended, probably because they were a few years old and he was outgrowing them. Anyway my gaze fell hungrily on the hairs of his legs especially where I could see the beginning of his buns. I thought how awesome it would be if he wasn't wearing any underwear and I could sit just right so as to see up in his shorts. All this was going on in my mind when Tim splashed water on me, laughing and telling me to wake up. After he'd rinsed down the car and I helped him dry it, we hopped in to go ride on Old Ringold Road. It was a back woods road just out of town. I was excited about being with him, and older guy, yet a guy I could handle. I didn't feel vulnerable at all like I might have with an older guy who was bigger than me. Tim was just the right size to try to play with without being overpowered. It was a warm summer day and the car had gotten hot sitting in the sun, so we tossed our shirts in the back. Tim started asking me about school and if I had a girlfriend. I told him, I wasn't really interested, sure to add "right now" in case Tim was phobic about gays and I needed a cover. I asked Tim if he had a girlfriend and he matter-of-factly said "No." I was sneaking peeks at his crotch every chance I could as his legs had to spread somewhat to drive. Once when Tim adjusted his seating I thought I saw his balls hanging out one of the legs of his shorts, but couldn't get a good view. My dick was rock hard in my shorts when Tim said, "You need a girlfriend Mike, look at you, you're all hard!" A cold sweat broke out on my face but I was relieved in a way that Tim had noticed. I looked down to see the large mound in between my thick chocolate colored legs. I decided to take a risk and said, "I'm not sure about a girlfriend, but I could sure use some relief" and left it at that. Tim could take that comment however he wanted. Tim looked over at me, my heart was beating a mile a minute, and my body was heated not just by the sun, but by my horny needs. Soon we were pulling over to a small clearing, there were some bushes that were high enough to cover the car but they weren't to thick, so someone interested could still see that something was there. We parked and Tim said, "Mike, don't tell a fucking soul that I did what I'm about to do." And then he was feeling me in my crotch. He scooted up close to me trying to maneuver around the stick shift, and whispered in my ear, "I can help you out real good if you want, just be cool and let me do it." I didn't say a thing, being so shocked and horny that Tim would be interested in guy sex. He reached through the leg of my shorts and pulled my cock out of my underwear and into the open. I'm about 7" long and around 3" thick, a good piece of dick by most cock-lover's estimate. When Tim saw it, he dropped his head down into my crotch and latched his lips onto the head of my swollen and leaking black stick. It was all I could do, not to spunk off when Tim started sucking me in. Tim got up and pulled his shorts down, then he pushed his seat back so he could lie on his stomach. His head was resting sideways on my seat and he was sucking like a baby does on a bottle, except his upper lips had a mustache above them. He was jacking on his own dick when I told him to get up. We both pushed our shorts all the way off and I leaned over to suck on him. This went on for a while and Tim began spreading his legs real wide. I just kept sucking but eventually Tim pulled his feet up onto the seat so that his ass was exposed too. My jack-off friend who was going strait had never showed any interest in my ass and definitely no interest in me playing with his, so wasn't sure what to do with Tim. That was answered when Tim reached around and started running his fingers up and down his own ass-crack. I looked up to see Tim's eyes closed, and his mouth open, he definitely was feeling good, and I loved it. I stopped sucking on his dick and went to his balls. This drove him even wilder, as he lifted his butt off the seat so I could have a better angle. His nuts were all drawn up in their sack so all I did was lap at them a bit then decided to explore his hairy crack with my tongue. Tim was all for it and lifted his feet into the air. This was dangerous cause neither of us could see if anyone was coming, so Tim slipped his shorts back on around his ankles and got on his hands and knees facing out the driver's window. I was right behind him, with my hands spreading his ass cheeks. The combination of those dark hairs in that white crack was mind-fucking. Here was a man, a real man half-naked in his car and sticking his ass out for me to play with. I was in male-ass-loving heaven! Tim was swaying his hips from side to side. Hell, like I needed more encouragement to lock my mouth right onto his asshole? I didn't need the encouragement, that's for sure, but I did latch onto his hole after I licked his ass crack hairs down. I could see where to go after every strand had been properly wet. I was really spreading his cheeks now, and started trying to suction his hole into my hungry mouth. Tim loved this, pushed down in his guts, trying to get his ass lips as deep in my throat as possible. We knew we couldn't go on for long, so I told him to jack-off while I ate his ass. Then I aimed my tongue for his hole and pushed. I was pumping my pole in a fury as my tongue started up his chute. His ring was a little tight at first but it soon loosened so I could easily tongue him. Let me tell you, I'm a natural rimmer and Tim's man-cunt - the way his butt-lips pouted after a couple of minutes of good licking and chewing - was made, I say MADE for eating, as deep, long, and as often as a good man would do it for him. So as his ass lips open and contracted shut, I rammed my tongue inside and swabbed around. At that, Tim reared back onto my face and his hole gaped open as he hollered "Ah fuck, make me your bitch man! Yea baby, eat my pussy you fuckin stud!" I decided then, from that point on, that I would have Tim feed me his man-vagina every chance I got. Funny thing, I think he decided at that same time that he needed me to control his ass every chance he could. Tim, started coming first, backing in on my face like he wanted to swallow it up his male-pussy. I swear, I must have been coming from the top of my head to the tip of my toes. Every fucking bit of life was shooting out of me onto his car seat. Some guys get lucky in life, and I guess I'm one of them. It's been five years since then and I'm graduating from college in a few months. But I look forward with even more anticipation to marrying Tim come graduation evening. We'll be in front of our friends and family at the new park built off Old Ringold Road.