Walking out of the hotels function room five weeks ago, at my wife's fathers funeral family get together, I was confused, annoyed and totally pissed off with my wife's family.
It was dark and cold, but I wanted to get away from the arguing and the threats of violence. Stood under a light shining on a flower bed, I was soon joined by a young black lad. He asked if I wanted a cigarette as he himself lit one up. I declined and was about to move away when he asked me if I ok. I told I was a little stressed and the reason why. Smiling at me and saying it as it was just a general thing to say, he said "Maybe if I gave you a blow job, it would relieve your stress".
I'm still not sure why, but I found myself fifty yards away from where we'd been stood, behind a steel shed. My trousers and underwear were around my ankles and I had a black teenager giving me the best head I'd ever been given. It was so good I forgot all about the funeral drink, and all the tossers inside. And instead focused on what the young guy was doing with my cock.
Not having had my dick sucked in so long, I wanted to cum after only about five minutes, and told the young man I was ready to blow my load. Letting my cock fall from his mouth, he stood up turned and faced the shed and said "I'd rather have it up my arse".
I'd just had a young man suck my cock, so going one step further to me right then wasn't a big thing. Asking me again to fuck him, I watched him lower his chefs trousers and boxers, and stared at his tight looking black arse. In a quieter almost effeminate voice, he turned to me and pleaded with me to "Give it to me". Stepping up to him I put my cock to his rear hole and pushed in.
It felt fucking amazing to be inside a young mans arsehole. I'd never contemplated gay sex once in my life, but there I was with cock buried deep up a young black guys arsehole and it was the best feeling sexually I'd ever had. "Go on fuck me" was his next sentence. So I did.
Behind that metal shed fifty yards away from the hotel where my wife was supposed to be celebrating the life of her father, and mourning his death, I was banging a guys arsehole and loving every second of it. Thrusting into him as hard as I could, I heard him let out a low grunt and heard him saying he'd cum. It was only moments later I felt my orgasm rising and came myself sending my spunk deep inside his gorgeous arsehole.
A couple of minutes later we were back under the light swapping phone numbers, and agreeing to meet up away from his work place. We also told each other our names which sounded weird as we'd just had sex.
I've met up with Andy now on eight occasions, when our busy lives have allowed. He's such a sweet guy and at nineteen really knows how to please a guy sexually. We've even been to a clinic and had ourselves checked out. Once we got the results back, I booked us into a hotel and spent three hours having the most thrilling of times, sucking and fucking with him.
In around a month from now my wife will be taking her usual week long holiday with her sister in Spain. I'll be moving a young nineteen year old black lad into our house for the week and fucking him at every opportunity. I've even booked a few days off so we can fuck as much as we want...