I turned 18 in the summer just prior to my senior year of high. Although this put me slightly behind others in my class, it made me eligible for the schools summer work program which paid well compared to other teen jobs. The job entailed light maintenance and some grounds keeping which was very easy and best of all the full time maintenance man was recommending me for the job. The maintenance man's name was Tyrone and we had built a friendship over the years, talking in the halls and helping him on occasion with a spare set of hands.
Tyrone was about 45 years old, over six feet tall and with an impressive chiseled body. He dwarfed my 5'6", 145 pound frame and his dark black skin contrasted my whiteness drastically. All the same, being friends or good acquaintances kept a lot of tough kids from bothering with me. He was always real attentive around me, asking about my grades and even attending my swim meets when they were at our school.
I was excited to start my first day on the job. When I got to the school, it was strange to see the campus totally empty. Walking through the halls on the way to the maintenance warehouse I could see that everything was locked down. I felt grown up carrying my set of keys that had just gotten me in the main gate. Tyrone had given them to me the day before and asked me to meet him at 8 am to start work.
When I got to the maintenance warehouse, Tyrone was very happy to see me and showed me where everything was for each job we would do. He also told me that most days would be routine and we would likely be done by 1 or 2 o'clock. He said we still had to stay til 5, but we could relax in the office/locker room. He showed me the office which included a locker room and shower. There was a TV, DVD, couch and a twin bed. I thought this was very cool and was grateful Tyrone recommend me for such a sweet job. He even told me I could wear my P.E. shorts instead of the coveralls.
The first day went smoothly and as he promised, we were done by 2 o'clock. We went into the air conditioned office and Sat down on the couch to relax. My shirt and gym shorts were sticking to me, not hiding much of curve of my firm ass. Tyrone surprised me by offering me a beer. We sat and talked and before I knew it, we had finished the six pack. Not being much of a drinker, I was pretty tipsy. It was still only 3 o'clock when Tyrone broke out a joint that we both smoked to completion. We still had an hour and a half before we were to leave and I was smashed. Tyrone said it was time to shower up and get ready to leave.
As he mentioned this and helped me up, I could see an incredibly huge bulge in his pants. He smacked me on the butt and said to get my stoned ass into the shower. I stripped off my clothes with my back to him and could feel his eyes on me. I got in the shower and to my surprise Tyrone got in right behind me. He started washing my back and even in my drunken state, I just froze. As good as his hands felt on me, his stuff black cock poking me in the back was scaring me to death. I knew if I turned around I would be mesmerized into staring right at it.
He began washing my ass as I stood statue still. Than as he washed my crack, a thick finger pressed into my butthole and I jumped about a foot in the air. Tyrone laughed and joked how sweet it was going to be this summer. Than he turned me around asking me if I was alright. I nodded yes while staring directly at 10 think inches of black cock. He put one of my hands on it and kissed me hard with his tongue buried in my mouth. I messaged his huge appendage while he swallowed my tongue.