The first time I was with a black guy was when I was 18, and he was 18 as well. We met by chance when I went to my aunt & uncles for a party over the Christmas holidays. A very pretty 40-ish black woman who was a friend and co-worker of my aunts (they taught at the same college) was there with her kids: a 14 year old daughter and an 18 year old son. His eyes met mine and it was instant attraction. He was absolutely gorgeous, a star on his swim team, but no attitude. We talked and talked for hours. There was snow in the forecast, only for an inch or two. After dinner it was starting to get bad outside, so people began leaving. I decided to stay the night there because I didnt want to chance wrecking my car, a mint 1977 Datsun 280Z. My aunts friend also decided to stay the night with her kids. Her son and I, being the only teenage boys there, slept in the den in the basement in sleeping bags. I had some weed and we got pretty baked. The sexual tension was obvious before we got high, and the weed just relaxed us even more. I decided to get the ball rolling (it was clear that he was likely a virgin, at least with guys) so I stripped to my undies (black boxer briefs that didnt hide much) and made sure he got a good look at me before I climbed into the sleeping bag. He was definitely looking at my dick. I watched him strip to his white briefs. He had a green bubble butt and the outline of a nice package, I complained that my sleeping bag was too narrow to move around, so I suggested we zip our two identical bags together to make one large one. That turned out to be a genius move. Once we had room to move around I pressed my leg to his, and he began rubbing his leg against mine. We looked into each others eyes and I moved my face closer to his, and soon we were kissing. He was an excellent kisser, slow and passionate with lots of moaning and whimpering. He suddenly reached over and began stroking my soft dick through my undies and I quickly got fully hard. He kissed my neck, chest, and soon was kissing and sucking my throbbing boner. I didnt want to blast off too soon, I wanted us to go at until dawn. I pushed him onto his back and I pulled down his undies. His stiff and thick 8 popped up and slapped his stomach loudly. It wasnt just big, it was absolutely perfect: a suckable head, big balls, full and soft pubes, no bulging veins. He nearly came out of his skin when I sucked him all the way to his balls with one gulp. I wanted to swallow every last drop of cum, but I also wanted to see him shoot off. I went upstairs to the bathroom and grabbed a jar of Vaseline. We lubed our dicks and watched each other beat off. He came first and it was an epic orgasm, he had to grit his teeth to keep from making too much noise, and his cum shot high in the air and landed on his chest and face. I made sure I gave him the best show I could when I beat off to a shattering orgasm. We each came 3 more time before dawn while blowing each other. My jaw was sore the next day from his dick. We ended up being fucking each other over the next few months all the time. He used to love pinning me on my stomach on a bed and laying on my back and pumping my hole like a jackhammer.