Date: Thu, 14 Feb 2002 00:25:37 -0500 From: frank <amysplace@mediaone.net> Subject: Karen's Home (interracial) In one evening, actually in about 3 hours, I'd gotten to know Fred more than in the previous 3 months since we'd met. Funny how you can be with someone often and not really know them very well, although you think you do, then one time when the two of you are together, something is said that makes the two of you click! A minute or so later you know so much more about each other and from that moment on both of you realize it will never be different, or the same, for either of you. That's what happened to me and Fred tonight. Fred is a tall, well spoken and dressed black man I met 3 months ago at work. We don't work together, Fred works in an opposite wing of the building from me, but we eat at the same cafeteria and one day when the cafeteria was unusually crowded, Fred and I ended up sharing a table. It turned out that Fred lived close to me and my wife Karen, just one street away from us, and when I told him which house we lived in he said he knew it, because he often walked past it when he took his dog out each night. Fred said that he'd stop in on his way by sometime if it was alright with me and Karen, and I suggested he come tonight if he's near the house. Fred accepted my offer and said he'd drop in for sure, then we went back to work. My first impression of Fred was that he was a nice guy, polite and easy to know, but nothing more than that. And when Fred did come by that night my feelings didn't change at all. I enjoyed his company, as did Karen, and I invited him back! He's a nice guy, but you know, sometimes you meet people and for some inexplicable reason you just click, bond in a way and become instant friends. It wasn't like that for me and Fred. I did like him! We started having lunch together, Fred started dropping in 3 or 4 times each week, Karen and I went to his house and met his wife Julie and they visited us now and again; we all liked one another. When I said Fred and I got to know each other last night in the 3 hours that he was at my house, what I really mean is that for the first 10 minutes that Fred was with me, our relationship was not much more than acquaintances. In the eleventh minute that began to change! By the end of the twelfth minute, Fred and I were closer than we ever could have expected to be. We had suddenly opened up to each other by chance when we joked about something we heard on tv, which then started a one minute exchange of points of view, the eleventh minute of our night together. We bonded immediately, the two of us became one, and from the end of that eleventh minute, right up until Karen pulled into the driveway 3 hours later, Fred and shared our newly, and suddenly realized closeness! Here's how it happened. There were two men on tv getting interviewed by this news woman. I was sitting on the couch at the time and Fred was standing a couple of feet in front of me in the room. The men lived together and it seemed that some of their neighbors had been bothering them by writing things on their house, because the two men were lovers. The woman interviewing them asked one of the men how he felt about being gay, and the man shouted out something which Fred immediately repeated. The other man on tv also immediately shouted out something, which I immedieately repeated. "How do you feel about being gay? Do you think there's anything wrong with what you do?" the woman asked one of the men. "I don't do anything!" the man said to her, becoming excited now. "All I do is let him suck my cock! I like having my cock sucked!" he yelled out. Fred then yells, "I like having my cock sucked too!" The other man quickly screams, "I like sucking cock! Show me your cock and I'll suck it right now!" to the other one. I repeat what he says and shout, "I like sucking cock! Show me your cock and I'll suck it right now!". Fred and I were facing one another and I was looking right at him when I yelled that out. "There's nothing wrong with a man sucking another man's cock." Fred immediately said to me. "No, there isn't." I agreed. "Take me for instance." Fred continued. "I'm a man! I like having my cock sucked! I've let men suck my cock and I like it. I even tried it! It's not bad! But I'd rather get sucked. You know what I mean?" "Sure! I totally agree with you." I told him. I paused for a moment and thought about whether I should tell Fred that I'd done the same as him. "I've had men suck my cock too, and I sucked their's. You're right, it's not bad, in fact I kind of liked it." I truthfully told him. "That's kind of nice situation." Fred said to me. "Me and you that is." "Just between us." I looked up at him and said. "You, and me." Fred said. "What did that guy shout? Show me your cock and I'll suck it right now!" I smiled and said to Fred, then started laughing. Fred laughed with me as he unbuckled his belt and stepped out of his pants after dropping them to the floor. Next came his underwear and his shirt, then I looked at him. "That was quite a revealing last minute we just spent, don't you think." I said. "But nothing like the next one I bet." Fred smiled and said to me. "Come here!" I told him. Fred was only 2 or 3 feet away from me, all he had to do was turn and take a step foward, then he'd be up against my knees. Fred did turn and step towards me, putting his left foot next to my right one, and his right foot next to my left one, stopping and standing there with his legs spread apart over mine. I was sitting back on the couch still, not moving as Fred walked, but watching him come towards me instead. Fred was standing there in front of me now, but I didn't move at all, or rather most of me didn't move, just my eyes! I'd looked at Fred's face the entire time we talked, right up until he stopped in front of me. I then slowly moved my eyes down along his chest, past his belly, stopping them and fixing my gaze straight ahead at what I saw there. Neither one of us moved now. Fred stood silent with his legs apart, looking down at me. I sat looking straight ahead, thinking about what I saw. I looked at it, I was amazed somewhat by it's size and deep blackness, I wanted to move, but looking at it excited me so I just sat and looked at it. "I can see why you like getting your cock sucked!" I said, not looking up at Fred, but staring at his cock in front of me. "Why?" Fred asked. I looked up at him now and smiled. "There's so much of it to feel good! If a 6 inch cock feels good when it's sucked, imagine how a cock that size feels!" I joked. "I never thought of that." Fred laughed and said. I looked down at his cock again, then slowly slid my body foward until I sat on the edge of the couch with my body between his legs. Fred's cock was long and black, very black, and it hung so very far down beneath his body, I thought as I sat looking at it. And now that I was next to it, it seemed even bigger. I reached up and wrapped my hand around the base of the long, black shaft, then lifted and held it with the large head nearly touching my lips. My mouth began to open and my face moved foward, but I suddenly stopped. "How big is thing?" I looked up at Fred and asked. "Don't want to waste your time on a small one, huh?" Fred chuckled. "Nothing less than 8 inches." I joked. "More usually." "That was close! It's 9 1/2." Fred smiled and said. "We'll call it a small 10!" I said, smiling back. That was the eleventh minute of the night. The twelfth minute for Fred was motionless, except for the swelling of his cock in my mouth! Mine was different! My lips closed around the shaft of Fred's cock, just past the head, then I slowly moved it through my lips and along my tongue until I felt it press against the opening of my throat. It wasn't hard yet, just somewhere in between. It was soft enough to feel my lips and tongue press into it, yet firm in the middle, and as I sucked on it I knew the meaty, soft cock in my mouth would soon be solid. Fred's cock was huge! It filled my mouth and both hands were wrapped around it. I looked at it as I moved it in and out of my mouth, thinking about the contrast it made with my white hands and face, thinking also of how much of it stretched out from my mouth and remained untouched even though my mouth was full. I began wondering how much of it I could take into my mouth. It would go down my throat, I thought, if I tried to put more of it in, and that excited me! But it was so big! I spent the next 3 hours with Fred's cock in my mouth, moving about the room with him and trying to get the nerve to see how much I could get in my mouth. Finally I told Fred that I wanted to try putting his cock in my throat and asked him to help me do it. "I'll sit on the floor, with my back against the wall, you stand in front of me and push your cock in as far as you can. With the wall behind my head I won't be able to move." I told him. Fred agreed and we found a spot to try it. There are 3 things I distinctly remember about this. First was the feeling I got when I sat against the wall and watched Fred's cock come up to my face. The second thing was seeing the lights of Karen's car light up the window as her car pulled into the driveway, just as Fred began to push his cock into my throat. The third was feeling Fred's entire cock suddenly push into my throat, as he turned to look at the window, causing him to unintentionally bury all of it in me, and the feeling of his cock stuffed in my head and throat. It was incredible! Fred pulled his cock out my mouth and throat just as he'd put it in, hard and fast. He ran about the room and picked up his clothes, making it to the bathroom just as Karen walked through the rear door. "You and Fred have fun tonight?" she asked me. I was standing now, facing her as she walked towards me. "Yes, I guess we did!" I agreeingly said. "Do you mind if I go up to bed, I'm tired." Karen asked. "No, go ahead! Fred had just made a good point as you pulled up, and I know just how to cut it down to size!" I joked. "Have fun!" Karen said, giving me a kiss as she walked away. Karen closed the door at the top of the stairs, leaving Fred and I in our basement tv room alone. I heard her footsteps cross the floor above me, then fade away as she went up the stairs to our bedroom. When Fred came out of the bathroom I had turned off most of the lights in the room, leaving only the overhead lights that lit up the inside wall under the stairway on and dimming them, the outside far wall was in the dark, that's where Fred and I went. I convinced Fred that Karen was in bed and that she wouldn't come down, and for him to get naked. I sat on the floor with my back against the outside wall, just past the couch in the middle of the room and waited for Fred. It was the darkest part of the room, no sense in taking chances! Fred took off his clothes and came to me. I could barely see him! Fred's black body dissappeared in the darkness, and when he stood in front of me and started to put his cock in my mouth, I couldn't even see it coming, but I certainly felt it! Fred pumped his cock in and out of my mouth slowly, pushing it into my throat every fourth or fifth time and a little bit at a time. It was better this way, I could take it easier and I was getting used to the feeling. Even my breathing became easier for me, knowing when to breathe and how without Fred changing his rythym. Ten or so minutes had gone by when I heard footsteps directly above us. Fred heard them too and he froze in place with his cock in my mouth. Neither of us moved, Fred stood completely still and I sat there with my mouth full of Fred's cock, expecting to hear the footsteps move across the floor to the kitchen, then back across the floor again. But that's not what happened. The footsteps did fade after crossing the floor above us and Fred began moving his cock in my mouth again. But Karen must have sat at the kitchen table, because it was quiet above us for too long. Thinking we were safe, I tapped Fred's leg and made a sound, telling him it was alright and to keep doing it. It was quiet so long that we actually forgot about Karen. Fred was pumping his cock in and out of my mouth with the same rythym as before and I sat there loving it! "I'm going to cum soon!" Fred whispered to me after a few minutes. I grunted a couple of times to let him know it was alright, then concentrated on the feeling of his cock in my mouth, waiting to feel it get hard then cum! Less than a minute later it did. I had my right hand around the base of Fred's cock as he pumped it into my mouth, waiting to feel it get hard so I could jerk it off as he came in my mouth. My lips were tightly around his cock and I expected Fred to start cumming any second, then I heard the door leading down to the basement open. Footsteps on the stairs quickly followed, Karen came down fast and all the way down. "Honey?" Karen called out. Fred must not have heard her coming down the stairs, because he kept pumping his cock into my mouth until Karen called out at the bottom of the stairs. When Fred heard Karen behind us he froze, but the excitement caused his cock to get rock hard and he began squirting cum into my mouth. There was nothing I could do! Fred's cock was cumming in my mouth, my wife was standing in the room looking in from the opposite side, and all I could do was let it happen and wait. I think the only thing that saved us from being seen by Karen, was Fred's black body blocking me from her view, because Karen turned and went up the stairs without ever seeing us. That was yesterday, the day I found out how much Fred and I had in common. Fred's here with me now, we're in the basement together. He's just gotten here and Karen is upstairs talking to some friend of hers' on the phone. Last night gave us such a scare, and such a thrill, that we've decided to do it again! Fred's got his cock out, so I have to go! I'm going to suck his cock with my wife Karen upstairs and if she interupts us, I'll have to start over again until I finally get him to cum in my mouth! I never knew this would be so much fun!