I was a white 16 year old boy when this black couple moved in across the street. They had a 14 year old boy, he was kind of big for his age and wore those really oversized pants. He and I started hanging around togather, one afternoon he and I were walking along the rail road tracks, when he mentioned he'd like to screw me. I was still thinking about what he said when he pulled out his dick. It was really black, and about half hard, I said I don't think I want to do that. But he kept insisting, and while standing there his dick got fully hard, and he said you kinda look and act like a bitch, and I want to fuck your ass. He was only 14 but he was acting like a stud, and when he told me to get those jeans off, I couldn't say no, and in a few seconds they were off. He stepped out of his baggy pants, and his dick was rock hard, he told me to get down on all fours, I slowly did, he got behind me and spit right in my ass. I was still thinking, I'm 16 and he's only 14, why am I letting him do this, when he shoved his dick against my ass. I instantly squeezed my ass tight, and he started making thrusting movements, and I started to relax a little. It felt like he was starting to get it in, and I was thinking ooh shit, I tried to squeeze up, but kept relaxing, and suddenly he shoved it in. It hurt a little, and his hands were holding me back to him and he was thrusting his dick into me. For some reason the picture that came into my mind was of this big black dog screwing our neighbors collie female. I knew he had said bitch, and I was instantly embarrassed, but he was fucking me, and suddenly I liked what he was doing and started to rock back to meet his thrusts. And then there was this really weird feeling deep inside of me, and something felt really warm, I realized that he'd just fucked me, but I still liked the feeling. He didn't pull out, but kept slowly sliding his dick in and out, I felt something running down and dripping off my nuts, I looked back between my legs and saw it was his cum. I started to get embarrassed again, but he started picking up the motion, and that feeling quickly left. He was fucking me again, and all I could do was want it, and then I felt that same weird feeling, and he pulled out then, and I knew he'd fucked me twice. We continued to walk along the tracks, then cut across and headed back toward home, I was feeling embarrassed, ashamed, and even guilty about it, I was really slick and sticky between my legs, and knew why, but when he said the next time we come back out here I'm gonna fuck your bitch ass again, I said ok.