No girl had ever given me a handjob like this before. I lifted my mouth to his and we kissed again tongues shooting in and out of each others mouth. ...The kissing was enough to make his stop the stroking. We locked our legs like we were scissoring and our cocks and balls rubbing together was incredible. Our sweat was acting a lube to let our bodies glide across one another. We both had the same idea as our hands met reaching for the others cocks or our own. We went for our own and watched. "We're a couple of men right? What else is gonna happen with some weed, beer, and breasts?" He laughed.I felt a little more comfortable and laughed too."Hey it's your birthday! We should do something special." He grabbed the remote and paused the movie. He went back into the menu and put something else on. I realized immediately it was porn."Dude!" I gasped. Was this another prank?"Hey man, once you get to college you'll discover guys watch porn together all the time. If you don't get used to. It’s Ross.”“Ross who?”“You know. Evan’s nephew”I hesitated in shock.“How did you get my number?”“I saw your name on an envelope when I was in the kitchen. I looked it up in the directory.”I paused while taking that in. “What do you want Ross?”“I was talking to a couple of my mates at school about what happened. They don’t believe me about the squirting. They reckon it’s a myth.”“Have you talked to your uncle about ringing me?”“Nah. I haven’t said anything to my mates about where you live or. .I began to grunt through the pain, knowing pleasure would follow. The thought of my wife having black child after black child got my cock harder. "Yes, master." is all I could manage to say,. He reached under me and stroked me hard and fast. "Does that turn you on? The idea of your wife being a breeder for black men?"I nodded as I grunted louder. "Yes, master! Please! I believe in black supremacy!"He pushed all the way inside of me. I screamed loudly and slapped my hands on the table. "And by.