Suddenly, the moment was shattered hearing footsteps coming down the empty stairwell. Both Terry and I froze, pulled out of our daze as the footsteps ...topped at the bottom of our stairwell. “So glad school is done with these fucking kids.” The thick voice mumbled. Maybe one of the teacher’s I thought hearing them fumble a bit in their pockets and the sound of a lighter flicking and the back door opening loudly and slamming back closed. Only the smell of a cigarette and a spoiled moment lingered. I cannot resist wrapping my lips around the head and taking it deeper into my mouth. He lets out a soft moan and I hesitate for a moment… but he remains asleep for now… so I carry on gently sucking and swirling my tongue around the head of his cock. I feel it growing ever larger and throbbing harder as I make love to it with my hungry mouth… every tiny quiver amplified in the quiet of the morning, to the point where I can feel every beat of his heart against my lips and tongue. I take his cock. I was truly enjoying my anal experience this time with no doubt at all, after about five minutes I felt chris tensing up “Don’t hold back chris fill my ass with your sperm” I could not believe I was saying what I was. Chris pumped away at me a little longer then I felt his cock flood me the feeling was so strange I can only describe it as a warm soothing sensation. He pulled out and moved back. “Let me up I wanna try another. Size truly matters and many white girls know this already. Our white girlfriends and wives tell us that size doesn’t matter. They are lying, size matters 100%. I guess they’re trying to ease our insecurities. You made everything so clear to me and you are absolutely correct. I am fortunate enough to have come to grips with this and now embrace it unlike most. Steven, you didn’t even have to force me physically into submission to convince me. Your words alone did that job very well. May I call.