I needed to drink. It was night time. The man sat across from me now; he was drinking too. I was still sobbing, I had to.“You feeling okay, Sam?” ...e said.“He was all I had left. All.” I said.“Sam the one thing I’m going to say here is a true thing, oh my yes it is. Sam, you have a whole family here. We all have feelings for you. No matter the past; that is the truest thing in the world,” he said.“Sure,” I said. I don’t know how convincing I was.“Sam, I know Abigail told you, but we will take. There was loud music and everybody was dancing.I noticed a lot of black guys, some white women and some white guys who probably brought the white wives with them. I also spotted a bar…Jerome took me over to the bar and ordered a glass of vodka for me.I was there leaning against the bar talking to my black lover; when I felt someone in back of me pushing his stiff cock into the crack of my ass. A huge black guy then asked me if I wanted to dance. I looked at Jerome and he nodded a yes.We walked. Nothing new about that, and I had known it going in.Late that summer I had to have words with Jack, because he was being the ultimate asshole. Bobbie Joe was going to be attending Duke University in North Carolina with a history degree. He was planning on a law degree eventually, and the details were that while he would get some nice scholarships, he would still have to get a campus job. Jack made a few jokes about Bobbie Joe not having any time to chase girls, and that he should have grown up. First, I just stuck my tongue out. I felt the soft, smooth skin of his ball sack on my lips and licked it. The whole time he was barking orders, but I barely heard him. I was lost in the thrill of the moment, my first taste of cock. I loved it.I stopped squirming now and just licked him, just felt his tightening balls on my lips and tongue. He moved back slightly and pushed down on his erect cock, pushing it against my mouth and face. I licked him, almost eagerly now. His dick felt amazing, so.