His seemed to bore into mine, holding me frozen. I could tell he was doing something – most likely taking his cock out – but, riveted as I was, an... not daring to disobey him, I wasn’t really sure until I felt his engorged cock head brush against my parted lips, the skin taut and smooth.“Well?”My tongue extended, I teased him until it was shiny with saliva, a drop or two hanging from the tip until I kissed them away.“Fuck,” he groaned softly, his hand landing gently on my head, holding me in. I was very nervous as we entered the restaurant, but I was really looking forward to finding out what it was really like to be fucked by a man of the black race.We saw Leo already at a table. He smiled at me as soon as he saw us and stood. That smile made me feel more comfortable.Leo was about 5 years younger than me, well over 6 foot tall, and very muscular. He was a professional man, very well spoken. His hair was very black, short and kinky curly. He just oozed sexuality.Looking at him made. Boys will be boys, and he made a stupid mistake. His parents are having a party for him before he takes off for the Marines.You should go say goodbye." "Um, I'm pretty sure leaving my graduation party so he could get a BJfrom Cindy Johnson was a little more than "a mistake", I stammered. "Itwas a frigging terrible thing to do! Just because I wouldn't do sluttythings like that for him, he had to sneak out with that bimbo, and for what?" 30 seconds of pleasure?" I mockingly sputtered. "I'm. We went into the backstage area and milled around. A person came and took my flash drives, with the song order, and headset element.I explained what I wanted, and he said: “Mr. Newman, I completely understand. I volunteered to work tonight — just to meet you. The tech will be fine. Here is the remote for you to change music, as you need. Your headset will go hot as soon as you appear on stage. What will be my cue to cut off your mike?”“I will put my hand on my hip in a fist — does that work for.