I'm a firm believer, that we have no more choice over what we are drawn to sexually, than we have over what our taste buds like, when we sit down at the table. PEACE...MILKER

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When my best friend Tommy told me that he was going to Florida for the summer and asked me if I wanted him to give my phone number, to the old black man that he worked for, I told him " You bet." I wanted him to have it because he paid Tommy $10.00 just for going to the store for him at least once or even sometimes twice a week and me being the typical 12 year old boy, I liked the sound of the easy money. It was gonna be easy money because he only bought 1 or 2 bags of grocery's at a time and I knew that I could surely handle that.

What I didn't know until it was to late, was that there was a little more to it than just getting groceries for him, something that my friend Tommy had failed to tell me about.

Anyway the old man's name was " Henry " and he was black and about 70 year's old and since he didn't own a car, he always needed someone to go to the store for him.

Tommy had only been gone 2 days, when the phone rang and the old black man asked me if I'd go to the store and pick-up a few things for him.

" Sure Mister, I'd be glad to."

After he gave me the list, I went the 2 blocks to the store and got everything on the list, before jumping onto the bus and taking the groceries on over to old Henry's house.

It was the first time that I'd seen him and I was shocked when he opened the front door and I saw how really big he was, as let me in and closed the door behind me.

" I gots your money in the kitchen, you did bring the receipt, didn't ya boy?"

" Uh huh, I got it right here sir."

As he gave me the money to cover the receipt, he placed an extra $10.00 bill on top of it and said, " That's for you boy, thank you."

" You don't have to do that Mister."

" I know I don't to but I want to." " I want to because I might need you to go to the store for me again sometime and I want you to be willing to because there'll be another $10.00 bill in it for you."

" Oh, ok, if that's how you feel about it mister, thank you."

As I jumped back onto the bus, I thought about the $9.00 that I'd just made and how easy it was to make it. It was only $9.00 because the bus had cost me 50 cents each way and took a dollar away from the $10 dollar bill. Thank you very much,Tommy.

Anyway old Henry had called me at least 3 or 4 more times and gotten me to bring him grocery's before it happened.

He'd waited until it was almost dark before he called me this time, so it was already dark at his house, by the time that I got there and as he stood there in the dark doorway, holding the door open for me. Just as I was about to go past him and enter his house, the front of his bathrobe came open and I saw that he didn't have anything on underneath it, that he was completely naked.

I don't know what I was thinking, as I stood there in some kind of shock, staring at his huge black cock and ball's, as they hung down there in front of him and he was in no hurry to cover it back up, when he saw that he had me looking at it. I don't know how long he got me to look at it, before he knew that he had me and I heard him whisper, " Oh yeah " as he slowly pulled his robe back together and covered it back up.

How did he know?

How did he know that for some strange reason, that I'd be attracted to it?"

" Had Tommy told him something about me, something that even I didn't know about me, yet?"

He didn't even apologize for the way his bathrobe had come open like that and when I didn't ask him to, he knew that it was going to be easy for him to have his way with me, even though he was black and a full grown man and I was white and just a little boy.

He didn't care that I was a boy, a very young little 12 year old boy and not a girl. All he cared about was that I was tight and that I was white and since I was only 12 year's old, he wanted my cherry, my tiny little asshole cherry and somehow he knew that he could get it, if he didn't hurry me and scare me away.

After having his bathrobe drop open 2 or 3 more times, when I was delivering his groceries to him and seeing that I wasn't upset with him for letting it do that, he made his move on me by saying " You like it," the next time that he was showing it to me and I was shocked, when I heard myself whispering, " Uh huh " and before I could take it back, he'd moved over to the table where I was counting my money, pulled my hand down to the front of his open bathrobe and said, " Feel it baby, feel how big it is " and before I even knew what was happening, I was feeling on it, with my little tiny hand, just like he wanted me to.

" Oh yeah, that's it, it's big, isn't it?"

" Uh huh."

" Wanna suck on it?"

" Nooo."

" Why?"

" I don't, I just don't."

" Ever sucked on one before?"

My silence told him his answer, that I had sucked on one before and that's when he said, " Who's was it baby, a man's or another boy's?"

" Another boy's."

" Older or younger?"

" Older, it was my older boy cousin."

" How much older?"

" He was 13 and I wasn't even 10 yet."

" Oh shit, did he get you to do it more than once with him?"

" Uh huh."

" How many times?"

" I don't know."

" You don't know, you mean that it was to many times for you to remember?"

" Uh huh."

" That's it, play with my cock baby, you like playin with a cock, don't ya baby?"

Once again my silence gave him the answer that he needed and the next thing I knew, he was gently pushing down on the top of my shoulder's, until I was kneeling down in front of him and still playing with it.

" Jack it baby, jack that old cock for me, uh huh that's it, that's it, do it."

I don't know how long he had me down there working the loose skin back and forth on it before he whispered, " Come on baby, let's go in the bathroom " and before I knew it, he had me following him into the bathroom and watching as he sat down on the old white toilet, spread his huge leg's apart and let his bathrobe slip over to each side of him.

" Come on baby, don't stop now, finish it off for me."

It had been almost a year now, since the last time that my older boy cousin, Bobby, had taken me down into his fort, that he had out in his backyard and had gotten me to go down on him.

Yes, go down on him and give him the blowjob, that he was getting from me, whenever he needed one again.

I couldn't get over how the old black man's cock smelled just like my cousin Bobby's did, as I knelt there in front of him and jacked it up and down faster and faster.

It was the same faint smell that my cousin, Bobby, had on his cock, the smell of pee and sometimes even the smell of cum and pre-cum, that was still left on it, after they'ed used it on someone or even just played with it, all by themselves. It was a smell that wasn't unpleasant to me by then, in fact to be honest, I would find myself being drawn to it, after my boy cousin had gotten me to lick and suck on his warm boner so many times and I wasn't even in junior high-school yet.

When the old black man saw that I couldn't suck on it yet, he moved his thick black boner aside and showed me his huge black nut-sac, that was hanging down below it.

" Come on baby, help me and you can have my candy, my black man's white candy, for the little white girl's and boy's, that want it."

Just seeing his huge nut-sac hanging there like that and knowing that it was full of candy, " White Candy," did something to me and the next thing I knew, I'd taken ahold of them and was feeling how heavy they were, as he sat there on the old white toilet and watched me.

I don't know how long he had me playing with his huge black ball's, before I took ahold of his boner and started working it up and down again.

Up/down Up/down Up/down Up/down

" Oh yeah, that's it baby, work it."

Up/down Up/down Up/down Up/down

" Oh fuck, come on baby, kiss it, show it how much you like it."

By then his clear slick pre-cum was starting to slowly ooze out of the little hole in the end of it, the little pee hole and even though I didn't want him to know that I'd done something like that before, I still found myself bending down over it and sliding my little pink tongue back and forth in it.

Lick Lick/Lick Lickinggg........Circlinggg the end of it.

" Oh fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk, lick it baby, lick it."

Lick/Lick Caressing the end of it, with my warm soft tongue....................................Lickingggggggggggggggggg

All of a sudden he got real quiet, grabbed ahold of my head, pulled me down onto it and before I could get away from him, he slowly worked it up into my tiny little mouth deeper and deeper, until I felt it starting to slide down into my little throat and I gagged on it.

He didn't care that I was gagging on it, as he pushed it deeper and deeper down into my warm soft throat.

I can't even describe the feelings that were going through me, as he sat there on the white toilet, holding onto my head with both of his huge black hands and fucked me in my little mouth just like it was a pussy. A tiny little hairless, white pussy.

In/out In/out In/out In/out In/out In/out In/out In/out In/out In/out

" That's it, suck it baby, suck ittt."

Slurp slurp Slurp slurp Slurp slurp

Just feeling the old black man's warm cock, sliding back and forth, along my warm soft tongue and down into my warm tight throat, was enough to make my throat muscle's go into spasm all around it, clutching at it, holding onto it, like they didn't wanna let it go, as it slowly moved in and out and I kept sucking on it.

It wasn't until I felt his dark pubic hair, mashing up against my tiny little mouth, touching it and tickling it, that I knew that he was all the way in and for some strange reason that turned me on even more and the next thing I knew, my little boner started to jerk down in my underwear. He must have known that something was happening to me down there because before I was even through cuming, his huge black boner erupted deep down inside of my warm sucking throat, spewing its warm black man's white candy, straight down into my little belly.

Pretty soon the only sounds that were coming from the bathroom, were the little, Gulp/Gulp.................Gulp/Gulp
Gulp/Gulp...Gulping sounds that I was making on it, as he held onto my little head and got me to eat it.

I wasn't even thinking about the tiny little wet spot, that was now on the front of my levis and slowly getting bigger, as I jumped onto the bus and made my way back home.

I also wasn't thinking of my step-aunt when I got home, ran into our bathroom, jerked my pants and underwear down and threw them into the dirty clothes hamper.

It wasn't until the next morning when we were sitting there eating breakfast, that she said, " So, did you get old Henry's groceries for him?"

" Uh huh."

" And did you go anywhere else, you were out pretty late, you know?"

" I'm sorry, no I took him his groceries and came home, that's it."

She gave me that look, that look that say's, " I know something that you don't think I know " and that's when I finally understood what she was getting at. She'd gone into the bathroom and taken a bath, right after I threw my cum soaked underwear down into the dirty clothes hamper, so she must have seen the cum that was on them, when she opened the clothes hamper to drop her soiled panties and whatever else she had on, down in there.

The shame or embarrassment that I felt was unreal, as I sat there and pictured her pulling my underwear out of the dirty clothes hamper, holding them up and seeing the shiny wet spot, that my cum had left on the inside of them.

What was she thinking, when she saw the shiny wet spot?"

Was she able to figure out that the old black man, " Henry," had gotten to me sexually, as well as being able to get me to bring him his groceries?

When old Henry called me the next week and wanted me to bring him some more groceries, I wanted to tell him " No " because of how easy it had been for him to get me to have sex with him but I couldn't.

" Come on baby, I didn't make you do it, you wanted to do it, remember?"

" No I didn't."

" Oh yes you did, I could tell by the way you were looking at my cock, when you first saw it, all the way out at the front door." " You wanted it alright, why else would you have followed me into the bathroom?"

As soon as he said that, I felt my little boner starting to come up, way down in my levis and I wasn't the only one that saw the bulge because my step-aunt was still standing there and staring at me. I know she saw it because she gave me that, I know what your going to do look, when she heard me asking old Henry, what he wanted from the store and watched me as I went into my bedroom to get my jacket.

Even though she didn't actually know what was gonna happen to me later that night and neither did I, neither of us could have guessed that before he'd let me back out of his bathroom, that he'd hold me down on his bathroom floor, ease his huge black cock up into my tiny little asshole and then fuck me with it until my little asshole went completely numb and lost all of its feeling, before his huge black cock erupted in me and spewed its white sticky cum all over inside of me.

I never could talk to my friend Tommy or anybody else for that matter about it and what had happened.

I'd like to say that that was the only time that he got me to let him have his way with my young tender white ass but it wasn't. Because once he'd done me the first time and showed me how good it felt, he had no problem whatsoever, in getting me to come over to his house whenever he wanted me to and bring him his groceries.
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