Oh my God, this guy was so fine. I met him at work after, I came home from college for Thanksgiving break. His name was Bruce, but they called him BJ. He was 5'10, about 170 pounds. He was black, with the lightest complexion. He was probably mixed. BJ had the walk and the talk of a thug who was use to getting by on his good looks. I had the pleasure of working with this guy for a few days. I introduced myself to him and we began talking about Miami, where I live and attend school. We gradually began to converse more and more as the days went on--about South beach, clubs, and other hangouts in Miami. It wasn't until a day or so before I was to go back, when I got BJs to seriously think about coming to my University's open house. I went up to my room and began chatting online with some guy. He asked me to describe myself. I told him that I was 18 years old, 145 pounds, black, and light-skinned with hazel brown eyes. I had a mustache and goatee and had a 29-inch waist. We began to talk a little bit, but things got a little boring. I bid him farewell, and proceeded to walk to the library, which was right next to the dormitory. I had just walked out of the resident's hall, when I heard someone call my name. I turned around and saw BJ smiling at me. I was so surprised! Apparently, he had taken me up on my offer and come down to visit my campus. He had broken away from the tour guide when he saw me walking. I hadn't actually expected him to show up here in Miami, let alone be right here in my school. I didn't know what to say. I just stood there, looking into his beautiful face. "Are you alright," he asked. I knew I had to get my thoughts together, and after he asked again how I was doing, I told him how surprised I was to see him. "Well you know, the only reason I came was 'cause the school is puttin' us up in a fancy hotel for a few days. And I came 'cause you told me how much stuff is here to do." After remembering pieces of what we talked about at work in those few days, I remembered telling him that I was willing to show him around if he ever showed up to Miami. "Oh yeah," I said. So we started walking around the campus, and as he talked, I gazed over this guy's features one good time and noticed how finger-lickin-good he looked. He was sporting a short afro that complimented the peach fuzz on his chin. As we walked, I noticed him grabbing himself like he was a thug on the streets. I licked my lips as I watched his hand wrap around the thick bulge in his pants, then, gently queeze and tug on it to put it back into place. He must have noticed me watching him, because he looked at me and smiled. "So you like that, huh?," he asked. Then he smiled at me again and leaned in to whisper something in my ear. "Room number 365 at the Newport Hotel." Then he turned around and walked back the way we had come. Later that evening, my heart was pounding as I walked into the elevator of the Newport Hotel. I was dressed in a pair of black pants and a baby blue v-neck shirt. As the elevator doors opened on the third floor, my heart dropped. I had never done anything like this before, and I had never so obviously showed this much interest in a guy. But, I walked through the hall searching for BJ's room number. I hesitated a moment before rapping on the door, but I finally got up the courage to knock. I tried to relax a little, telling myself that this was suppose to be a fun night. "Open," he said. I opened the hotel door and walked in. There he was, looking damned good, dressed in jeans and a flannel shirt. The top two buttons were left open, exposing his firm, hairless chest. I looked into his dark eyes and walked closer to him. He gave a toothy smile, and put his hands on his hips. "Are you sure about this?," I asked. "What do you think?," he asked rhetorically. Then he slowly leaned in towards me, edging closer and closer to my lips. Then, I felt his warm wet lips press against mine. I closed my eyes, and felt how scared he actually was. I could tell that he had never done this before. I was so overwhelmed that he ad chosen for me to be here with him. I promised myself that I would not let his first time be a disappointment. After a moment or two, I slowly began to search for his tongue with mine. He was slow to give it to me, but I finally got it. I began to gently suck on the tip of his tongue. I could tell that he really enjoyed that. My hands traveled up his body until I reached his half-buttoned shirt. I pulled away from our intimate kiss and looked at him one more time for assurance. He looked like some sexy lumberjack, the way that shirt hung off his body. I slowly took off his flannel, not taking my eyes always from his. Then he began taking off his tank top. As he pulled it over his head, I gazed at his flat stomach. there was an oh-so-thin trail of hair travelling down into his pants. Oh my God, this guy was driving me crazy! I got down on my knees just as he was unbuckling his jeans. As he did, I had just a few seconds to imagine how he was going to taste. BJ whipped out his dick as if it were going to explode if he hadn't taken it out. And there it was. His beautiful cock was about 7 inches. It had a thick vein running along the left side. And his cock head looked like a perfect bing cherry. It had a golden color, like him. It looked too good to just look at. I could feel Bruce gazing down at me. I smiled inwardly and looked up at him. Then I took his golden cock in my hand, and put it in my mouth. I began to slowly suck his cherry-shaped dick head, savoring every sweet ounce of juice it gave up. I started taking him in deeper and deeper into my mouth, until all of his thickness was gliding in and out. The sides of my mouth and the back of my throat were covered in the thin layer of silky precum. Because of this, his golden stick reached all the way down my throat with so much ease. My face was burried in his thick, yet rimmed bush of pubic hair. I got a whiff of his sweet and salty smell. It was driving me wild! I thought my cock would burst through my pants. So I quickly unzipped and hauled out my heavy dick. The precum was flowing! At this point, I began to hear BJ moaning. He started shaking. I knew he was about to cum, so I ran my fingers along my cock head, soaking them in precum. I reached up behind him as he was pumping his hips against my face. I quickly pried my fingers into BJ's clenched ass. I quickly began running my fingers along the rim of his hairless asshole. All of a dunne, I felt two slender hands on the sides of my head. He began face fucking me so hard! He was practically yelling "Oh fuck, oh fuck!," I could barely breath as all of Bruce's meat was being forced down my throat, and his bush was rushing up my nose. But I didn't care. I was working his ass feverishly, and he was quickly overtaking me. "Oh fuck yeah!," he yelled. Then suddenly, juicy strings of wet cum flowed down my throat. I didn't even have to swallow. BJ immediately feel back on the bed, gasping for air. I laid there on the floor, gathering myself. After a few minutes, I climbed up on the bed and kissed him softly. He laid there, still panting. As he did, I took the opportunity to look over his lean body again. I watched the way his abs showed up when he exhaled. I watched his dick head as it lay on his belly button(it was an outtie). I had to at this point, take the opportunity to taste his nipples. I stuck my tongue out and gently sucked on them. At first he started to squirm. Then after a while he began to relax again and allow me to suck just a little harder. I started moving from his left nipple to his right. Then I started travelling down just a little bit, going towards his belly button. I cautiously aimed my rock hard dick right for his cum soaked asshole. To my surprise, Bruce started opening his legs more and more as the tip of my cock touched his hole. I did not want to rushe things because I knew it was his first time. So I figured that it would be best to fuck him in a less painful position. I did not even have to explain what I was planning. He automatically turned around. I slowly squeezed the tip of my dick into his very tight asshole. I told him to push my dick out of him while I pushed it in. He did. I pushed myself into him as far is it would go. I slowly began to pull out of him. Then when about 2 inches of my cock was left inside BJ, I pushed myself right back into him. I started slowly, then I gradually got faster. After finding my rhythm, I began to squeeze the sides of his firm ass. He started moaning a little bit--it made me so fuckin' hot! "Ah shit," he moaned. I started pumping faster and faster. Harder! Then after a while, my hands slid up his lower back, pushing him down, making him sink his chest into the bed so that his yellow ass pressed right up against my cock. Then I grabbed the sides of his ass again and began to bang him. I started fucking BJ so hard. Loud groans and moans escaped from our lips as we heated the room in sweat and hot sex. "Ah yeah!," we both growled I could feel myself about to explode! I started ramming him as fast as I could, wanting to slit him in half. Then, I felt myself gush in between Bruce's tight ass cheeks. I immediately fell on my back, panting. My body was shaking. After only a few seconds, I felt BJ climbing on top of me. I opened my eyes and saw this beautiful golden boy straddling my chest. He looked down at me and started stroking his lovely cock. I laid there and watched as this fine ass guy jerked himself off right on top of me. I watched as his hand glided back and forth over his glistening dick. He started rolling his eyes to the back of his head. Then he began spasoming like he was going to have a seizure. His succulent mouth opened as a tiny moan escaped. Then I felt globs of his juice spray on my chest. I looked at his thick, luscious stick and saw liquid cream leaking out. I couldn't help but smile--he was so beautiful. After a few seconds, he rolled off of me and lay on the bed right next to me. "That was the shit," he said. I started laughing, then he started laughing. "You know what, I think this school of yours is gonna be alright," he said. "Oh?," I asked. And with that, I got up and started putting my clothes on. "You know you've got one more day to visit the campus," I informed him. "Yeah, I know," he said. "But I already made up my mind. So what am I gonna do tomorrow?" "Well, I said, we could come up with something." This is dedicated to Bruce, who I found to be so different from just another ruffneck. I hope you find the fantasies that your heart dreams of. TTFN (ta ta for now) Manny
