A Lucky White Man's Kind Black Teachers - Part II

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Adrian then leaned over and kissed me.

I was shocked, and somehow speechless at the same time I said 'What the hell?'

Adrian smiled. We had quietly played for years, but both kept totally quiet about it. So even more than before, I had no idea where this was going, as Adrian continued:

'Dude. You're 18. You know I've loved you as much as you've loved me for years. But we both also know there's something more than me you've wanted forever.

Now you can be as dumb as you want. But it's your birthday present.'

I had no idea what to say. I was so shocked my dick was soft, even as I sat there totally naked.

Did he really mean what I thought?

And then Adrian smiled, pushed by mouth closed, kissed me a bit slower on the lips, and said 'Baby. You're not paying attention. Look at his waist. It's time to unwrap your present. He knows as much as I knew how to tell him.'

I couldn't resist turning my eyes towards Jamar, who quietly smiled and looked at me. His eyes turned downward as mine did, and there he was, with a ribbon around his pants instead of a belt.

He then put out his hands, pulled my cheeks in towards him, gave yet another of those amazing smiles, and kissed me as he said 'I really mean it: Happy Birthday, baby.'

I was already breathing heavy. Adrian rubbed my back and told me to take my time. Jamar lifted up his t-shirt to give me easier access, even though I panted even harder as I saw his tight 8-pack, and his chiseled chest.

They both laughed and assured me. Fuckk. I had lusted after Jamar forever, even though I had only seen him partially naked. I had wondered whether I would ever get to see him naked. I had dreamed of being any one of a number of girls he was fucking. Adrian had forced me to confess a bit of those feelings along the way, over the years.

So my hands were trembling as I helped him off with his t-shirt, then undid the bow on the black ribbon around his jeans. I was trying so hard not to pant, and trying so hard not to be too excited.

And there both Jamar and Adrian were touching me and reassuring me. 'You're 18, dude. It's time.'

Jamar was wearing button-up jeans, something I always imagined he must have done because his dick was so damn big. And it looked like it was swelling up down his leg as I undid the buttons, one at a time.

When they were all undone, and all I could see was his meager pubes and what looked like the beginning of a python snaking down his leg, it was Adrian who pushed my head down and told me to kiss it.

Of course I did as commanded, and buried my face in his pubes and licked at what appeared to be the biggest dick I could have even imagined. And as I licked, Jamar helped me ease off his jeans, as I slowly sucked and licked and sucked and licked.

Fuckkk.

His dick was out, and of course Adrian was remembering when he made me measure him. Jamar laughed, and said he guessed that would be a good place to start, as he grabbed me gently but firm by the hair and pulled me up.

'So measure your present, baby,' Jamar said as Adrian gave me what seemed like was the same measuring tape Adrian had made me use on him a year ago, saying 'You know I'll never forget that, any more than you will.'

Damn. So I started by going around the base, as Jamar let it flex, it seemed. Just over 9 and a half inches at the base. And then he told me to try the head as well: with me panting and gasping as it went to just over 11 inches. He could feel me panting, and Adrian had already started fingering my ass.

And it was Adrian who told me I still had one to go: a fucking 13 and 3/4 inches. And already wet at the tip, as Jamar gave me that quiet smile and said 'you know every bit of it is going in you, right, baby?'

I was crazy with lust as I went down to lick his piss slit. Jamar looked and Adrian and said 'fuck, I think he's crying.' I couldn't help my eyes from watering up. As much as I had lusted after him, and as many times as Adrian had been in me, I had never imagined anyone could be like this. And every thought I had ever had of being with a woman fled. Forever.

And then I went about my worshipping. I licked the head. I tongued his piss slit. I slowly worked his entire head into my mouth, and a bit of the shaft. Jamar put his seat back, as did Adrian, as Adrian also stripped.

I was in heaven. Every time I squoze the base of Jamar's dick precum oozed from the tip. I kissed it, licked it, tongued it. The two of them took turns pushing my head down, each time waiting a bit longer before letting me up for air. Jamar's dick filled my mouth so completely I was struggling to keep up. When they saw my eyes water more, they both loved it. Adrian even commented that it was like Jamar was taking a cherry. And Jamar said this cherry was one he would own if I was half what Adrian had told him I would be like, then laughed and added that I had already surpassed his expectations so far.

The car was off, the doors were open, and it was a cool night. They had moved me around a bit, and Adrian was jerking my dick and playing with my ass, although I barely noticed as he worked in four of his fingers, until he asked Jamar whether he could fuck me.

Adrian laughed and said 'sure, but only after I'm dripping out of him.' He then pulled me up, kissed me deeper than I can ever remember having been kissed before, and said 'it's time, baby.'

Of course to be continued . . .

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