Date: Thu, 15 Oct 2009 01:50:07 EDT
From: Johnny43206@aol.com
Subject: Black Hairy Daddy

It was late July in 1996, and I had just turned 16, when my life changed
forever. I lived with my mom in a small run down house on the south side of
a river city in West Virginia.  Mom was 33, had me and a younger  brother
and sister, but their dad had custody of them.  My dad was never in  my life.
She was a bartender at a local, popular, rough, dive bar, so she worked
nights. She was pretty, and kind of slutty and flirty, but at the time she  had
a boyfriend.  She was good to me, but had not been real good to  herself.
Her boyfriend was older, the assistant manager of a Long John  Silvers, and
was greasy himself and kind of gross.  But she liked him, and  he was pretty
good to her.  He had a house, and usually she would go to his  house and
stay the night after she got off work.  We'd see each other  briefly in the
afternoons, but I pretty much had to fend for myself.
The house next door had been converted into apartments.  The old man  who
had lived downstairs had died recently, so that apartment had been
unoccupied. An older lady lived upstairs. On the morning my life changed,
here's what happened:
I was sitting on our front porch that morning, having just gotten up, and
was drinking some coffee.  Mom wasn't home. I had my shirt off, as it was
already starting to be a hot, muggy day. A cab pulled up in front of the
rental  next door, and the man who got out was possibly the hottest man I'd
ever seen in  person.
He wasn't wearing a shirt either.  He was black, medium complexion, in  his
early to mid- thirties, I guessed. He wasn't very tall, maybe 5'7, but he
must have weighed at least 180. I was a little guy, but proportionate -
about  5-4, 140.  His head was shaved, but he had a full mustache and beard,and
his nice muscular upper body was covered in thick curly black hair. He had
nice  eyes, big thick eyebrows, nice pink lips, and big pink nipples.
He was wearing shorts that hung low, so I saw that his thick body hair
continued down over his stomach and into his pubic area. He had a great back
and  shoulders, and biceps and forearms. His forearms were very hairy too.
His shorts were kind of short, so I saw that his big thighs were hairy too,
 along with his big calves.  Finally, I saw that he had some big tennis
shoes on, so his feet must be big. His shorts were kind of tight, so it was
easy  to see his big bulge.
One more thing about his appearance - he was covered in tattoos, all up and
 down his arms, all over his chest and stomach, even some on his legs.
They  kind of looked like "prison tattoos". He did look kind of "rough", so I
thought  maybe he had done some time.
As he got a few items out of the trunk of the cab, he saw me looking and
nodded his head and kind of smiled. I did likewise. He took his stuff into
the  apartment and the cab left. I stayed on the porch, thinking about what a
hot new  neighbor I had. I had had gay feelings since I was 12, but had
never acted on  them, only jacking off to my fantasies. I had never shared
these feelings with  anyone. I had never been with a girl.
My new neighbor made me want to go inside and jack off, 'cause he was so
hot, and exactly the kind of man I was attracted to. It seemed surreal at the
 time.
I stayed on the porch, though, hoping to see him again, and I was getting a
 hard on. Within a few minutes, he came out of his apartment, looked over
at me,  and started walking over.  I about shit my pants. He swaggered up
onto the  porch, smiling, and said, "Hey boy, A'm Duane, glad ta meet ya,
whut's yore  name?" He was smiling and extended his hand. I shook it and said
"Uh, uh, I'm  Eric". He said, "Well, glad ta meet boy"
He said "Are you 16?", and I said yes.  He smiled and said "Ah hoped  so".
I couldn't hardly look at him because I was so attracted. He  said, "So
whattya doin' taday, boy?"
I said, "nothing", and he said "Good.  You know of any stores 'roun'  heya
dat sell beer?"  I said, "Uh, yea, down on the corner there's a  place."  He
said, "How'd you lake ta drink sum beer wit me?"  I said  "okay".  I'd
drank some beer in the past, so I wasn't totally naive. He  said he'd be right
back.
I couldn't believe he wanted to befriend me.  He came back with a case  of
cheap beer, and motioned me over to his place.  I went over. He said,  "Glad
ta hav' ya, boy, sit down ovah heya".  The place was sparsely  furnished,
but there was an old couch and chair in the small living room. I sat  in the
chair.  He put the beer in the fridge and brought me one, and he had  one.
He sat on the couch.
We started drinking, and he turned on the little radio he'd brought. He
said, smiling with big bright white teeth at me, "Boy, ah'm gonna be straigh'
up  witcha - ah jus' got outta prison.  Ah noticed you checkin' me out
pretty  good. Ah' know the look, boy, so don' try ta deny it". I didn't
know what to  say, so I didn't say anything.
He got up from the couch and stood in front of me. He said, smiling, "Well,
 you's already seen mos' of me, now heya's da res'".  He dropped his
shorts,  revealing the biggest dick I'd ever seen in my young life.  It
hung down at  least 8 inches, and was thick, and his balls were big too.
His whole crotch area was hairy like the rest of him.
Then he turned around and said, " Ah gotta nice big hairy ass, too". He
wasn't lying. He turned back around, smiling, and boring his pretty eyes
through  me.
He said, "Ok, boy, your turn." He sat back down on the couch, naked,  and
said, "Show me whut you got". I hesitated. He said, "Ah said show me  whut ya
got, now don' star' disobeyin' me boy". That kind of scared me, but I  was
still turned on, and feeling submissive, so I stood up and got in front of
him. He said, "Turn aroun'".  I did. He jerked my shorts down and whistled.
He grabbed my cheeks kind of hard and pulled them apart a little. He said,
"Damn, boy, you iz gotta nice white azz and pussy".  You iz a virgin,
aincha?"  I said yes. He said, "Ain' nevah bin wit a girl eithah,  huh?"  I
said no.
He said, "Kneel down heya in fron' of me now. I hesitated, and he said
"Boy, ah told ya not ta disobey me, now ah fuckin' mean it.  You keep
disobeyin' me an' ah'm gonna have ta beat yore pretty lil' white ass."  I
kneeled down in front of him and he smiled. He started stroking his big
dick, and said " Kiss this big head now"  I did. he said,  "Good boy, now
lick down ovah it". I did. He said, "Keep lickin'", and I  did.  He was
getting huge, he was still stroking it.
He said, "ok, boy, take dis' big head in yore mouf"  He shoved it in.  "Now
suck it" he said. I did.  He stood up and said "Don' bite it,  boy".  He
put his hands on the back of my head and started pushing  his dick in. I
gagged. He said, "Don' gag boy, relax, git used to it,  you iz gonna be doin'
dis' all da time"  He pushed more  in.  I took it.  He started fucking my
throat with abandon,  pushing my head down onto it. "Yea, boy, you love dis'
dick, doncha?'   I couldn't speak.  It was all I could do to not gag.
He kept fucking my throat hard, and said, " A'm gonna fuck dat thro' raw
boy'  He kept fucking it and pushing my head into it for what  seemed life
forever, then he finally said, "Boy, ah'm gonna shoot mah big swee'  lo' down
yore thro', so git ready"  With that he yelled and moaned and  said "Take
mah shi' boy, take it, come on!"  He shot load after  load of thick creamy cum
down my throat, holding my head, then finally pulling  out and shooting
more on my face and lips.
He rubbed his cum all over my face, and slapped it with his big dick.  Then
he said, "Ok, boy, go home now and jack off.  Maybe later  I'll call ya
ovah an' ah'' fuck yore lil' virgin pussy raw."