What bothered me was that my dick was hard, and my head was still swimming from that photo. The idea that a bunch of white guys sucked black cock was ridiculous.

Although I already have quite a long list of white boy cocksuckers. When you change your mind, and you will, text me. The question and name calling brought me back to reality. It was a minute later when another text came. Yet, I couldn't take my eyes off that cock. No daydreams, no passing fancies, no 'I wonder ifs'. I had never once even considered another guy. I had a pretty cheerleader girlfriend, although I had only been with a few women in my life. Well okay, I couldn't tell from the photo whether it was throbbing, but from the impact it made on me, it must have been! I wasn't expecting that! It was a close-up photo of a big, black, hairless, hard, throbbing cock. He responded back not with words, but a picture. What a strange question! I don't know why I responded, but I did. I returned to playing Xbox when I should have been studying for next week's midterms. I figured that was the end of it, but he texted back a couple minutes later: I stared at it for a minute it was from a number I didn't recognize. It was a normal day a normal boring day like every other day, when I got a text.