Cuckold type relationships were real and out there and as I chatted with several other husbands I felt my need grow. One husband was very helpful inde...d and offered to introduce me to a regular black 'Alpha' male who he said was a regular on the site. His nametag was RealAfricanMan4U. The same said it all and after some brief pleasantries he told me his real name was Jamal. A true black 'Bull', born in Liberia he had been living for the last two years in Britain. My imagination was immediately. .waiting to see what would happen next.She looked back at me, unsure what to do.I suggested that as they had helped me have such a great orgasm by watching, then maybe it was only fair to give them something to wank over in exchange and it was guaranteed to make me hard enough again to give her the fucking she wanted.I opened up the car door and got out, walked around to the passenger door and let her out, holding her hand and leading her around to the front of the car. There was a picnic table. Jonathan was offered the bike for free but he insisted on paying at least the wholesale price minus the cost of repairs. They ended up working out an agreement that gave the bike to Jonathan for far less than the bike was worth in exchange for his well-used pick-up. The truck was actually Jonathan?s second vehicle. It was a beat up old rattletrap that he only kept around in case he needed to move something or if his friends or family needed it. At the time of the trade, it hadn?t been moved in. We both spent time at each other’s house playing, eating and sleeping over. We were inseparable. Like most adolescent boys, we talked about girls and sex and acted like we knew a lot when we both knew that we knew nothing about what we were talking about, or so I thought. On several occasions, David and I went skinny dipping at a nearby pond, but it was usually after dark when no one was around. Little did I know where that would lead.When we 14 years old, I was over at David’s house for dinner.