I was sitting at a desk in the university library when I caught a glimpse of black guy's dick hanging out of his shorts through a lower bookshelf. He was bending at the knees, seemingly to get a book from the shelf.

At first I thought it was some funny if interesting accident, but he left it there for several minutes and I couldn't look away. Then he started to move it from one pant leg to the next. When he started to stroke it I suddenly realized he was staring at me intensely through the books.

I was a little scared at first. Though I didn't like to admit it, I had caught men look at me from time to time. I was 6'2" with a handsome face and medium build. Although I was intrigued, I usually looked the other way. But something about the eyes burning with intensity through the books and a luscious looking black dick made me want to give it a try.

I looked at those eyes and licked my lips. Suddenly, the black guy stood up and walked around the aisle to meet me. I felt excited and scared at the same time. I was pleasantly surprised to see he was an extremely good-looking, young Billy Dee Williams-type. We exchanged names and he asked me where I want to go. I told him I didn't live near campus. He said he did and so we drove to his house.

The ride over was quiet as I stole glances at his bulge in short shorts. We parked in his driveway and we walked in the door. In his living room he turned slowly around to me, and I got on my knees almost instinctively. He started playing with my hair as I slowly pulled down those shorts to get a closer look at what I'd seen in the library.

It was a beautiful cock, chocolate mocha and more than half-erect. He said to me, "Put that face on my cock" and I slowly swallowed his semi-erect dick. I felt a surge in my mouth as it began to grow. He pushed the back of my head on his beautiful black dick and I swallowed eagerly, my own spit running out of my mouth.

I was devouring him and he leaned back and moaned with pleasure. I knew then how bad he had wanted me, this handsome, pure white-bread boy. An erection popped up in my pants as I grabbed the bottom of his shaft, no longer able to put it all in my mouth as it had grown to the full nine inches.

He whispered "watch out" but I wanted my lips and mouth to stay on this young black man's beautiful cock as it exploded in hot streams of come in my mouth. His come oozed from my mouth as I pulled away and he laughed, "Aren't you a pretty sight?" I knew he loved seeing his big load glistening my lips and running down my chin.

Then he said, "Why don't lie on the couch?" and I did, pulling down my pants and showing my rock-hard cock to him. He knelt beside the couch and instead of going for my cock, gently began nuzzling, licking and kissing my balls. Then he began fluttering his tongue beneath the head of my cock and that was enough for me, and my load spilled onto his handsome young face. He smiled and said, "I guess I'm the pretty one now."

That semester I became a regular guest of his and it was a lesson I'll never forget.