Memphis is a hot town in the summer time. The best anyone can do is find the nearest swimming pool or a cool bar. I had spent three years in a small private college in a small town but wanted a bigger experience in a bigger town. I managed to talk my parents into allowing me to transfer to another private school in Memphis to pursue an art degree. I also managed to talk them into leasing me an apartment in the east part of town. I was enjoying my freedom and enjoying the experience of independent living without having my folks around. In fact, I was enjoying having no one around most of the time.
Memphis was a town I thought I would enjoy because of the culture, the Southern cuisine and I knew there was some nightlife there. My first summer there was spent by the pool tanning and swimming. I was a straight kid, in every way, but was always a little curious about being with another man. Regardless, I had never acted on it and didn't really plan to. So, I spent my summer watching the girls in my apartment complex walking by, sunning themselves and dipping in the pool.
So far it had been a enjoyable summer, but I hadn't had any luck in scoring with any of these ladies. But it wasn't for lack of trying. I am not a bad looking guy, but I get a little awkward around women. I am used to hanging out with the guys.
Still, I had not made any guy friends in town. However, one afternoon as I lay out trying to tan, a handsome, black guy walked by in a his white bikini bottoms. I tried not to pay attention but the guy had a noticeable bulge in his tight bikinis. Before I knew it, I had lowered my sunglasses to get a better view. After being caught, I quickly returned my sunglasses to their previous position and tried to hide my embarassment. As the days passed, I saw him many more times by the pool. Often he walked by me on his way to the sauna. I began to notice that he often gave me a smile or broad grin when he passed.
One early afternoon, this African prince walked by and it was hard to continue to ignore his form and his body. He was tall, approximately 6'2". He was very muscular, obviously a guy who works out regularly at the gym. His head was clean shaven and his body as well. I could tell his pubic area was as smooth as his head. He wore extremely small but fitting bikinis. They looked especially appealing on this man with powerfully chorded and muscled thighs and legs. From the outline of his crotch, I judged his cock to be probably seven inches when soft. Of course, a person never knows. Either way, he had my attention and I could not suppress my curiosity any longer.
I followed him shortly thereafter into the sauna. He sat against the wall with his towel wrapped around his waist. He smiled when I walked in. I tried to act nonchalantly, but I didn't fool him. At the very least, he knew I was curious about what lay beneath that white towel. I had given myself away by staring too long. He spoke first. We made our introductions and a little small talk.
Finally, he spoke up and was very forward. "So," he said, "I assume you're gay."
I was taken aback, or at least acted as such, and told him that I wasn't.
He replied, "Well, you sure have been getting your eyes full of me. You been watching my cock for several days now. So....I just assumed you like sucking a black man's cock."
I admitted the truth and told him I had never even been with a guy. However, when pressed, I admitted that I had thought about it. Finally, he stood up, gave me a smirk and opened his towel. In doing so, he exposed a half-flacid cock that measured eight inches already and had the circumference of a large salami. I was amazed by its size. He took it in his hand and slightly shook it at me and slapped it back and forth for a second.
He asked me, "What do you think about that big fucker?"
I responded, "That's amazing. I can't imagine any girl taking that thing all at one time."
He responded, "Well, can you imagine a little thin white boy taking all of it at one time? I'm talking about you, sweetheart."
I sat for a minute quietly while he smiled and talked slightly dirty to me, prodding and provoking me to give in and swallow his cock. He walked close to me and put it within inches of my face.
After a minute, I decided that I had to get my hands and mouth on that cock. I wanted it and wanted it badly. I almost choked on my words but finally invited him to my apartment if he wanted to spend the afternoon hanging out. He agreed and told me he wanted to get a shower first and would stop by afterwards.
In about an hour, I had showered and was sitting on my couch in my apartment. I had put on my thin gym shorts (which were very short). I decided to wear no underwear and I had on a t-shirt. After hearing a knock on my door, I got up and answered it. There stood Marcus, my sauna and pool friend. I welcomed him in and he sat down.
