a taste of black honey SeXStoRY

i wait nervously for my new black lover to emerge..... finally he walked out of the store....pauses to light a cigarette. and walked in my direction. i've always been at least a little bi-curious, especially for a fit young black boy... and as darrel approached, my excitement grew. as he arrived at the window of my truck, i could see that he had some apprehension also. the heated moment had passed, and he felt some reservation about moving forward. he was not overtly gay.... i was more turned on than ever. i became the aggressor. i persuaded him to get in, and that we would talk about what had happened between us. as we spoke i realized that he was younger than i had initially thought. he was smart, self-assured, and aware, but his features and expressions were that of a young teen. i was smitten. i told him so. i told him that i was into women, but he was somehow incredibly beautiful to me. i wanted to kiss his full lips, touch him, give him pleasure, that i would do anything to be able to explore his young body. he looked unwaveringly into my eyes as i spoke...... then smiled. "take me to your place" he said. "no promises, but you're cool" i smiled and leaned to kiss him. he drew back, then leaned in and pressed his full lips to mine, he acepted my tongue into his mouth, pressed into my kiss, then drew back again. "i'll kiss you all you want. want to kiss you" he said looking out the window toward the store. "let's go"