BOOK ONE

 

 

It was my freshman college year and I was new in town and needed somewhere to live. I hoped to find a furnished studio, or if I could afford it, a one bedroom. I saw an amazing looking place on Craigslist and called the number right away. I needed to find a place quickly so I could get out of the noisy hostel and devote my time to my studies.

 

The apartment was located in a good area and walking distance to college. The building even had a pool, and a Jacuzzi but best of all, it was an adult complex. There were no under 18s permitted and that rule was strictly enforced, I was told on the phone. As I looked around, I wondered why the rent was so cheap. What could be wrong with the apartment?

 

Nathan, the apartment owner met me at the door and showed me into the apartment. As he scanned the rental application I'd filled out just a few minutes earlier, I watched him. He saw me looking at him and put the application down and started to explain the set-up. As he moved around the apartment, I continued to steal looks at him.

 

He was an older man, probably in his early 40's, dressed in expensive looking navy suit pants and a crisp white shirt with red pinstripes, French cuffs with ruby cufflinks. He looked as if he had just posed for the cover of Ebony magazine and that he knew he owned the world.

 

His skin was dark and at about six foot three was a couple of inches taller than me and moved like a tom cat on the prowl. Unexpectedly, I felt my cock stirring in my shorts. I wondered what was happening.

 

I had never been attracted to a man before but was hypnotic and my cock was definitely straining against my shorts. I willed my cock to soften and it deflated a bit. He studied my application as I tried to distract myself.

 

"So, you're new in town and you're nineteen? That's a good age. A good time to try to new things," he said smiling."

 

"Umm yeah... I mean, yes, sir. Can I take a look at the bedroom?" I asked.

 

"Sure. It's down the hall," he replied, pointing to his left. "The bathroom's the first door and the bedroom is at the end."

 

"Does it have a double bed?"

 

"It sure does," he replied. "I'll show you."

 

He led me down the hallway and opened the bathroom door for me to have a look. It was small but clean and tidy. Then he led me the next few steps to the bedroom. The door was ajar and he brushed past me. As he did, his shoulder and arm brushed across my chest as he passed through the doorway.

 

I felt the heat from his body close in on mine. It was far too close to be a coincidence. I inhaled and his scent was heavy, masculine, and intoxicating. Now my cock was rock hard and tenting the front of my shorts.

 

I felt his eyes on me as I walked to the closet and opened the door. As I looked inside, I felt his eyes burning into me. Out of the corner of my eye, I noted how his expensive white shirt contrasted sharply against his black skin.

 

My cock throbbed as I walked over to the window and looked out. Now, his body faced toward me slightly, and I scanned his crotch, trying to see what was there. What the fuck was happening? My body had taken on a life of its own, separated from free will and reasoning. I felt strange and out of control.

 

I don't know how long I stood there, staring at his crotch but all of a sudden he was standing next to me. I looked up at his face in surprise, feeling breath right next to my ear.

 

"What's up?" I asked.

 

"What's up? You mean besides your cock? I've seen you staring at me since you walked into the apartment and your cock is so hard it must ache. Now, I'm guessing you might need some help with your little problem."

 

He said this with a smile, but his eyes seemed penetrating, looking into mine with a possessive stare. I didn't know how to respond, I'd never been in a situation like this before.

 

"No...um. I... umm. You've got it wrong, sir. I'm not..."

 

"Not what?" he said, cutting me off. "You've got an erection and you've been checking my crotch out. I know a submissive cocksucker when I see one. I'm just going to give you what you obviously need."

 

As he said this, he reached to his chest, and unbuttoned his crisp white shirt. His chest was hot - broad, muscular and hairless. His dark nipples stood out on top of his well-defined abs. Instinctively, I licked my lips and he noticed.

 

"Do I turn you on, white boy?" Nathan walked closer to me and grabbed my wrist. Pulling my hand to his crotch, he rubbed it against his crotch and the hardening cock in his pants. "Take off your t-shirt, white boy," he ordered.

 

I knew from the tone of his voice this wasn't a request, it was an order and I looked into his eyes for a second, before dropping my gaze. In a daze, I obeyed, pulling my t-shirt over my head and dropping it on the floor.

 

"That's right, white cock sucker. I want to see my latest white fuck toy."

Reaching out with both hands, Nathan and grabbed my nipples. As he squeezed, I felt my knees go weak.

 

Oh, my god. It felt good! This was the first time I'd ever been touched by another man in this way There was something so forbidden, so wrong about it. It was then I noticed I was still massaging his now hard cock through the fabric of pants and I pulled my hand away.

 

His fingers clamped down harder on my nipples. As he rolled them between his thumb and forefinger, I looked back at his crotch again. Everything started to slow down and I felt the atmosphere thicken.

 

I saw the outline of his barely constrained cock. The snugness of his tailored pants clearly traced the outline of a large bulge. The tenting was both impressive, and almost scary, how far his bulge stuck out, and how far it stretched across his groin.

 

Dragging my eyes away, I looked up at him, meeting his dark eyes. I turned way, almost too quickly as I tried to keep my feelings to myself. A small smile played at the corners of his mouth.

 

"Take off your shorts, cocksucker. I want to see you naked. Then, I want you to undress me. Got it?"

 

I began to protest, but his pressure increased again on my nipples. My hand dropped down to my shorts and I slid them down my legs along with my boxers. I was embarrassed, but still aroused by this sexy, powerful black man standing in front of me. My hard cock slapped up against my thigh as my shorts dropped to the floor.