I was stilladmiring his ass and the way his back flared out.He walked over to my bed and got right in my face. "Do you think I'm somekind of Faggot,B...Y?" I was dumbfounded, couldn't speak. He grabbed my hard dick andsaid, "You think Idon't notice this boner BOY?" "Um, ah, well" was all I could stammer. "Fags like you just wantthis" and he drove my head into his crotch. He slapped my face and said"BOY you will report tome tonight at the Pike house, at 2100 hours!" "If you don't show, I'll. His tongue licked and caressed my clit before suckling upon it a little while. I tried to focus on sucking his cock, but he just felt so good, I stopped multiple times to moan in pleasure. Most of my moans were responded to with a, "Yeah? That feels good huh, baby."It did feel good, but I wasn't able to vocalize my words, just moans and returning the favor. After several minutes of orally pleasuring each other, he told me to stop. I was confused by this request, but did and laid in his. I'm saving that for later. You give great head though." He told me reassuringly.On that note, he kicked off his sandals, took off his shorts and T-shirt and stood up, reaching out his hand to offer me help standing up. My legs were still a bit wobbly.He put his arm around my shoulder, and I kept one hand on his big black cock as we walked outside.Now that I wasn't giving him head anymore, I became more aware of my surroundings. I felt pretty ridiculous, here I was, a white "man" wearing a. We'd do our own little version of "trick or treating."T.J. and I were both eighteen and due to graduate from good old CTHS in the spring. Our girlfriends were off doing some "girl thing" with a group of their friends, so T.J. and I were left to our own devices for the night. More like vices."When we pulled up in front of the house in question, we paused to looked it over. The country road was bleak and empty of vehicles. The house was set well back from the road, but clearly visible in its run.