Black Flashback (part 1)

I couldn't escape the feeling that this town was dull.   I came out to
Albuquerque on a Saturday to save money on flights for a meeting
begining on Tuesday.  But by Sunday, I missed the big city and regretted
coming here early.   I sat in the hotel bar, just planning on getting
loaded.  There was only one other person in the bar, a black guy who
looked a couple of years older than me.   He was mostly watching the
UNLV game, although he did give me a couple of glances.   I bumped into
him in the hotel gym earlier, so I figured he might have wanted some
conversation, but I wasn't in the mood.   He was a couple inches taller
than me, about 6', and looked like he had spent a lot of time in the
gym.  I had been in the bar more than the gym lately, and the bulge over
my belt showed.   So I figured he wasn't interested in action with my
fat ass, and since I settled down with Mary a few years back, my cock
sucking days were over.   I was staring intently into my beer and didn't
notice that he had walked towards me.  He smiled and held out his hand,
saying "Sorry to bother you, but you look familiar.  Are you Jay Young?"
Suprised, I took his hand saying "Yes I am" , then almost fell off my
chair when I saw his forearm.   He had the scars from a brand reading "M
H".  I was shaking hands with Mike Henry, the man who raped me 24 years
ago.    

Mike saw my reaction and smiled again.  He sat down saying "Man, it's
been a long time.  It's good to see you again."   And it had been along
time.   A few weeks after raping me, Mike got nailed with some friends
on a burglary rap that sent him away for 5 years.  By then, I had moved
to the burbs, and lost touch with the old neighborhood.   At the time, I
was 13, and MIke was 16.   We were friends for a couple of years,
meeting in the boy scouts.  Mike and his brother Wayne were the first
black guys I got to know, as the city had very segregated neighborhoods
back then.   As we got older, Mike used to tease me about making me suck
his dick, and about how the fat I had made my chest look like a girls.
But with Mike around, no one else picked on me.   He had a reputation of
being very mean when he wanted to be.  But not usually around us.   My
parent's thought he was very nice. as were his parents, brothers and
sister.   The night it happened was Halloween 1977.   My parent's were
going away that weekend, but I wanted to stay for the first big party of
my freshman year, at MIke's house.   Since I also knew that there was
bud and beer, I promised to stay at Mike's house, not telling them that
his parent's were away as well.   I prepared my costume for the party; a
high school cheerleading outfit.   Five of us were going wearing these,
while the girls dressed in football uniforms.   I put on the uniform
that Rita lent me, along with a bra, panties and hose borrowed from Mom.
She applied some last minute make-up and my cheap blonde wig, joking
that I would break all the boys hearts.  The sweater was tight and I
didn't need to stuff much to look like a freshman girl.   Mike greeted
us dressed as like a wizard, with a long white beard and cape.  He had
been partying a bit before, and teased me and the rest of the
cheerleading guys about making out during the party.    As the party
winded down, Mike's brother Wayne left with his girlfriend, leaving me
and Mike alone.   We sat on the couch finishing some beer and a joint.
By then Mike had taken off the beard, and was just in has robe.  My wig
was off, but I was still wearing the rest of the outfit.   We were
talking about some of the costumes, when MIke said how incredible I
looked in mine.   I laughed and said I should get out of it.   Mike gave
me a serious look, and said "No.  Not yet"  He reached over and rubbed
my thigh, saying "I have waited three years for this".     Although I
was stoned, I started feeling wierded out, and went to stand up.   Mike
stood in front of me, knocking me back onto the couch.  "Dude, your
freakin me out.   Quit foolin around", I said.   Mike put his finger to
my lipstick painted lips and said "sshhhh'.    He undid the collar of
his rope and threw it off.    I was shocked to see him naked, and
shocked more to see a thobbing 9" black dick at eye level.   It was
massive, compared to my 6 inch dick.   Before I could move, Mike pushed
me down on the couch, laying on top of me.   I started to yell, but he
planted his lips on mine, and shoved his tongue into my mouth.  I could
taste the liquer on his breath and wasvery afraid.   He was much
stronger than me, and had my arms pinned behind me with one hand, and
the other moving up the sweater.   HIs legs had forced mine apart, and I
could feel his cock grinding between our bodies.   He broke the kiss,
and said "Tonights the night you suck my cock."   I looked at him,
pleading "please don't do this.   I won't tell anyone if you stop now".
Mike laughed, and leaning next to my ear, whispered "Tell who.   Are you
gonna tell your dad that you sucked my big black dick.  Are you gonna
tell your friends that you took my load.  I doubt it"  Mike got up, and
pulled the sweater over my head.   Pulling the bra down, he pinched my
nipples, then knelt over my chest, puttiing his cock in front of my
face.  He splapped my check with it, then grabbing my head, said "Open
your mouth".  By now, I was too scared to not obey.   I opened my mouth,
and Mike slid his cock head in.   He ordered me to closed my lips and
start sucking.  I could taste the salty bitter pre-cum leaking out.  I
started sucking, figuring I just wanted it to end.   Mike slowly fed his
cock in me, so I wouldn't gag.   When I had about seven inches, he
started to slowly pump it in and out.   I choked a few times when he
thrust it all, but he would pull back and give me time to adapt.   He
had one hand craddling my head, and was rubbing my thighs and ass with
the other.   He smiled and said "Baby, I can't believe your lips are
finally around my dick."    He kept his hand roaming and saying sweet
soft things about me, until he gabbed my head with both hands and
started to thrust.   I tasted more cum, until he finally came, shooting
a large load of jis in my mouth.   I couldn't swallow it all, and I
could feel it running out of my mouth and down the side of my face.
Mike kept his cock in me a few minutes, then pulled out slowly while
squeezing some more drops in me.  He laid on top of me again, kissing my
neck and calling me 'baby".   I laid there with my mind racing about
what happened.   MIke was right.  I couldn't tell anyone that I sucked
his dick while dressed as a girl.   I started to cry, which suprised
Mike.   He wiped my face and kissed me again, saying "Don't worry, I'm
not gonna tell.  This weekend will be our secret"   I looked at Mike,
and said " I just want to go home"  He smiled again, and said "Baby, the
weekend ain't over yet"....