Caught by my older Brother
The summer months in California's Central Valley were predictably hot as the sun, even into the late night.
There were what seemed like hundreds of nights where the temperatures didn't go below 90 degrees.
Fans were the best solution, as you can get a nice, warm breeze much more directed to you. And it was a much better option than running very expensive air conditioning. We weren't a wealthy family, just Mom doing her best with 5 boys.
And one of the benefits of those hot months every year, is you can expect to see a lot of skin, both women & men, everywhere you go.
Being in my second year of college, 2 of my friends and I chipped in together and rented a 3-BR house not far from the campus of Fresno State.
For me, college was super stressful, as I wasn't focusing on what I needed to. I got too involved with just wanting to party and hang out with a bunch of cool people.
In one of my classes there was a very physically strong black kid, with a smile as big as his biceps.
I sat behind and to the left of him in class, so there was no reason for him to even look in my direction.
But he did!
I actually felt his eyes on me, I think. His smile was kind of flirty, I think. I smiled back, I think.
DAMN!
What an idiot, I thought immediately!
As I sat there after he smiled at me, and saw him do the same to a dozen other people, so is that what I saw? The standard 'Hello' smile that he gives to the Fed Ex guy and his Grand Mother too.
And now me!
But I thought my smile was special, right?
So I sat there, in some class that I no longer gave a damn about, so it was like the Teacher in Charlie Brown, Wha Wha Wha.
After getting over myself, I decided to try to get something out of the lecture, or I'll likely walk out, so I focused and began taking notes.
90 minute classes were tough, but I began to get a rhythm going and it started to show, so I was feeling pretty good about myself as a student.
As the weeks went by, my attractive young black man, who I had some very naughty thought about in these past weeks, had never given me a second look since.
I wasn't able to catch his eye for a very long time, so I just figured he has lots of options of who to spend time with, so I really just chalked it up to my imagination, and began contributing during class, which was scary and not like me at all.
We all knew what was going to be expected of us in the midterms, and my notes were taken with this in mind.
When class broke, I quickly gathered up my notes & books, and went for the door.
I hear my name being called. I looked expecting to see our Professor, but the voice was Derrick's voice.
Shit! I didn't even know he knew my name!
"Hey Derrick, how's it going?' I asked.
"Good man, but I wonder if I could talk to you for a minute?' he said.
'Sure man, I don't have another class for an hour. I actually live just a block away, if you wanted to talk privately..' I offered.
"Yeah, let's do that. You lead" he said.
So we head towards the house and we are just walking, and doing the small talk thing.
He's bored by the class. There was a long list of things he'd rather be doing, which was long enough to get us to the house before he was done.
No one was home, as the guys were in classes, for sure.
I offered him the couch, and offered him water, beer, what sounds good. He took a beer. Me too.
I come back from the kitchen with beers, hand his off to one of those big smiles again, like that first one. Very much like the first one!
"So what's up Derrick? How can I help you? Is it the coming tests?" I asked.
"I've been totally checked out while sitting there, doing stuff on my phone and have no idea how I am not going to bomb it." he said.
He told me about how his Dad was really hard on him to do well in sports, but he needed to have an Education because bodies break down and you need to have a solid education as a good back up.
As I'm listening, and taking long drinks of my beer so I could block my eyes with it and I was checking out his amazing body, and what looks like a fat dick.
"Dude, why don't you take some time and go over my notes. Take a couple of days, so take your time, go over stuff that has been highlighted and have it down pat.' I said.
His shoulders visually dropped, and I would imagine felt a huge relief.
"Don't worry, man. We will work on some material out of the books after you go through the notes a couple of times, then we will have enough ground covered to drill each other" I said.
I offered him another beer but he needed to get going to another class, and as a matter of fact, I did too!
We stood, took each other's hand in a solid handshake & hand on each others shoulder, ending with a big smile.
I didn't hear from him that weekend at all.
But as we were all gathering to begin Friday's class, he stopped at my seat on the way to his and asked if we might be able to study together soon.
I said that I could do either that night or the following night.
I thought that I had to warn him that we don't run the A/C in the house, but there are plenty of fans around.
So we set a time, and I said that I'll see you then, and I'll have several good cold beers ready for us.
As I sat down, I noticed that I was fully erect as I slid into my seat trying my best to hide my boner.
I pretty much was losing it inside my brain!
I was trying to picture the setting when Derrick arrived.
We could sit at the big table in the dining room, which has the best light, and is closest to the beer.
That seemed like a reasonable neutral place, so that's what I prepared for.
Time seemed to fly by and the guys and I all had dinner, and I told them that a friend named Derrick is coming over to help me study.
Nobody seemed really give a damn, and kept doing what they were doing.
I ate a good dinner, and had 2 beers with it, so I had a head start on Derrick.
It was one of those awful nights where any trace of natural breeze has disappeared, so we had fans going all over the house. I had 2 in my room alone.
But there was a big one that I moved into the dining room, but made sure that it wasn't going to blow papers all over the place.
The air was actually reasonable in the house when I heard a knock on the door, and I yelled 'Come In' , and Derrick pushed the door and walked in.
"Hey Tim, thanks for helping me out." he said.
"I could use the study time too, so it's good for both of us." I said.
He could see that I had other paperwork and books on the dining room table, and he dropped his stuff there too.
I got a pair of beers out of the fridge, handed one off, and did an 'air beer bump' and sat down.
We got a good couple of hours of solid coverage on the test, to where I would think he will pass for sure.
The housemates came and went, said hello to Derrick, and bolted off to do their own things.
After 2 beers at dinner, and 4 beers since, my brain was floating in a beer bath, and away it went.
I told Derrick that I was done, and I needed to just chill for a little while, so I plopped on the couch, turned on the TV, and opened a fresh beer.
Derrick did the same, and suddenly, there he was, sitting almost right next to me, on my couch, late at night and it's hot as hell.
Being the guy that I am, I have a low threshold for sweating, and I went through several shirts a day, on some days. But sitting around the house, us guys just didn't bother with shirts, and were pretty close to always in shorts, or just boxers.
I told Derrick that I was taking my shirt off, and he could see that I was sweating, and so I got up, pulled my shirt off, and moved that fan from the dining room to focus more on us on the couch, which once I sat back down, with beer in hand, felt pretty darn good.
Derrick looked over, and said "you're right' and took his shirt off too.
That was the first time seeing him without a shirt, and he was incredibly fit.
So things seemed pretty good.
I'm sitting on my couch drinking a beer next to a very handsome young dark skinned black man, and I keep glancing over at his crotch.
"Is there anything you want to watch?' he asked.
"Not really' I said in a beer haze, but mostly because I could not stop staring at his cock. I knew I was going to get caught if I kept it up.
Focus! Focus, Tim, I said to myself.
But my eye saw it move!
I decided to take a chance and look to see if he sees looking at his cock, and there was that big smile.
He put his beer on a table, stood up and in one quick movement, dropped pants and underwear straight to his ankles, and then he sat back down, with his semi-hard 8 inch cock bouncing around.
"That's a very nice cock, Derrick. I'm guessing you catching me looking at your crotch gave you the impression that I wanted to suck your thick black cock. Is that about right?" I said.
He reached over with his huge right hand, and palmed my head like a basketball, and brought my mouth directly down on top of his cock.
I took it in my right hand, which I couldn't reach all the way around it with one hand, and got to work on his gorgeous dick.
After a few minutes, Derrick pushed me off the couch, and made me kneel in front of him so I could use both hands to stroke his cock and play with his balls.
I was totally lost in what I wanted and didn't hear the knock or the front door open, but I heard the "Oh Shit".
I removed his dark black cock out of my white slut mouth, to look my brother in the face, then I saw no point in trying to explain this, so I turned back to please this man, and he walked back out.
No one else interrupted us, as I explored all of his body with my tongue.
I didn't hear from my brother again for about 2 weeks, by phone, and he just kept trying to apologize but I told him to stop and life happens.
After the class wrapped up for the semester, I didn't see Derrick very much. His social calendar was pretty busy, he would say, and I never was going to be pushy or anything, so I just moved on with good memories of hot summer nights in Fresno.
There were what seemed like hundreds of nights where the temperatures didn't go below 90 degrees.
Fans were the best solution, as you can get a nice, warm breeze much more directed to you. And it was a much better option than running very expensive air conditioning. We weren't a wealthy family, just Mom doing her best with 5 boys.
And one of the benefits of those hot months every year, is you can expect to see a lot of skin, both women & men, everywhere you go.
Being in my second year of college, 2 of my friends and I chipped in together and rented a 3-BR house not far from the campus of Fresno State.
For me, college was super stressful, as I wasn't focusing on what I needed to. I got too involved with just wanting to party and hang out with a bunch of cool people.
In one of my classes there was a very physically strong black kid, with a smile as big as his biceps.
I sat behind and to the left of him in class, so there was no reason for him to even look in my direction.
But he did!
I actually felt his eyes on me, I think. His smile was kind of flirty, I think. I smiled back, I think.
DAMN!
What an idiot, I thought immediately!
As I sat there after he smiled at me, and saw him do the same to a dozen other people, so is that what I saw? The standard 'Hello' smile that he gives to the Fed Ex guy and his Grand Mother too.
And now me!
But I thought my smile was special, right?
So I sat there, in some class that I no longer gave a damn about, so it was like the Teacher in Charlie Brown, Wha Wha Wha.
After getting over myself, I decided to try to get something out of the lecture, or I'll likely walk out, so I focused and began taking notes.
90 minute classes were tough, but I began to get a rhythm going and it started to show, so I was feeling pretty good about myself as a student.
As the weeks went by, my attractive young black man, who I had some very naughty thought about in these past weeks, had never given me a second look since.
I wasn't able to catch his eye for a very long time, so I just figured he has lots of options of who to spend time with, so I really just chalked it up to my imagination, and began contributing during class, which was scary and not like me at all.
We all knew what was going to be expected of us in the midterms, and my notes were taken with this in mind.
When class broke, I quickly gathered up my notes & books, and went for the door.
I hear my name being called. I looked expecting to see our Professor, but the voice was Derrick's voice.
Shit! I didn't even know he knew my name!
"Hey Derrick, how's it going?' I asked.
"Good man, but I wonder if I could talk to you for a minute?' he said.
'Sure man, I don't have another class for an hour. I actually live just a block away, if you wanted to talk privately..' I offered.
"Yeah, let's do that. You lead" he said.
So we head towards the house and we are just walking, and doing the small talk thing.
He's bored by the class. There was a long list of things he'd rather be doing, which was long enough to get us to the house before he was done.
No one was home, as the guys were in classes, for sure.
I offered him the couch, and offered him water, beer, what sounds good. He took a beer. Me too.
I come back from the kitchen with beers, hand his off to one of those big smiles again, like that first one. Very much like the first one!
"So what's up Derrick? How can I help you? Is it the coming tests?" I asked.
"I've been totally checked out while sitting there, doing stuff on my phone and have no idea how I am not going to bomb it." he said.
He told me about how his Dad was really hard on him to do well in sports, but he needed to have an Education because bodies break down and you need to have a solid education as a good back up.
As I'm listening, and taking long drinks of my beer so I could block my eyes with it and I was checking out his amazing body, and what looks like a fat dick.
"Dude, why don't you take some time and go over my notes. Take a couple of days, so take your time, go over stuff that has been highlighted and have it down pat.' I said.
His shoulders visually dropped, and I would imagine felt a huge relief.
"Don't worry, man. We will work on some material out of the books after you go through the notes a couple of times, then we will have enough ground covered to drill each other" I said.
I offered him another beer but he needed to get going to another class, and as a matter of fact, I did too!
We stood, took each other's hand in a solid handshake & hand on each others shoulder, ending with a big smile.
I didn't hear from him that weekend at all.
But as we were all gathering to begin Friday's class, he stopped at my seat on the way to his and asked if we might be able to study together soon.
I said that I could do either that night or the following night.
I thought that I had to warn him that we don't run the A/C in the house, but there are plenty of fans around.
So we set a time, and I said that I'll see you then, and I'll have several good cold beers ready for us.
As I sat down, I noticed that I was fully erect as I slid into my seat trying my best to hide my boner.
I pretty much was losing it inside my brain!
I was trying to picture the setting when Derrick arrived.
We could sit at the big table in the dining room, which has the best light, and is closest to the beer.
That seemed like a reasonable neutral place, so that's what I prepared for.
Time seemed to fly by and the guys and I all had dinner, and I told them that a friend named Derrick is coming over to help me study.
Nobody seemed really give a damn, and kept doing what they were doing.
I ate a good dinner, and had 2 beers with it, so I had a head start on Derrick.
It was one of those awful nights where any trace of natural breeze has disappeared, so we had fans going all over the house. I had 2 in my room alone.
But there was a big one that I moved into the dining room, but made sure that it wasn't going to blow papers all over the place.
The air was actually reasonable in the house when I heard a knock on the door, and I yelled 'Come In' , and Derrick pushed the door and walked in.
"Hey Tim, thanks for helping me out." he said.
"I could use the study time too, so it's good for both of us." I said.
He could see that I had other paperwork and books on the dining room table, and he dropped his stuff there too.
I got a pair of beers out of the fridge, handed one off, and did an 'air beer bump' and sat down.
We got a good couple of hours of solid coverage on the test, to where I would think he will pass for sure.
The housemates came and went, said hello to Derrick, and bolted off to do their own things.
After 2 beers at dinner, and 4 beers since, my brain was floating in a beer bath, and away it went.
I told Derrick that I was done, and I needed to just chill for a little while, so I plopped on the couch, turned on the TV, and opened a fresh beer.
Derrick did the same, and suddenly, there he was, sitting almost right next to me, on my couch, late at night and it's hot as hell.
Being the guy that I am, I have a low threshold for sweating, and I went through several shirts a day, on some days. But sitting around the house, us guys just didn't bother with shirts, and were pretty close to always in shorts, or just boxers.
I told Derrick that I was taking my shirt off, and he could see that I was sweating, and so I got up, pulled my shirt off, and moved that fan from the dining room to focus more on us on the couch, which once I sat back down, with beer in hand, felt pretty darn good.
Derrick looked over, and said "you're right' and took his shirt off too.
That was the first time seeing him without a shirt, and he was incredibly fit.
So things seemed pretty good.
I'm sitting on my couch drinking a beer next to a very handsome young dark skinned black man, and I keep glancing over at his crotch.
"Is there anything you want to watch?' he asked.
"Not really' I said in a beer haze, but mostly because I could not stop staring at his cock. I knew I was going to get caught if I kept it up.
Focus! Focus, Tim, I said to myself.
But my eye saw it move!
I decided to take a chance and look to see if he sees looking at his cock, and there was that big smile.
He put his beer on a table, stood up and in one quick movement, dropped pants and underwear straight to his ankles, and then he sat back down, with his semi-hard 8 inch cock bouncing around.
"That's a very nice cock, Derrick. I'm guessing you catching me looking at your crotch gave you the impression that I wanted to suck your thick black cock. Is that about right?" I said.
He reached over with his huge right hand, and palmed my head like a basketball, and brought my mouth directly down on top of his cock.
I took it in my right hand, which I couldn't reach all the way around it with one hand, and got to work on his gorgeous dick.
After a few minutes, Derrick pushed me off the couch, and made me kneel in front of him so I could use both hands to stroke his cock and play with his balls.
I was totally lost in what I wanted and didn't hear the knock or the front door open, but I heard the "Oh Shit".
I removed his dark black cock out of my white slut mouth, to look my brother in the face, then I saw no point in trying to explain this, so I turned back to please this man, and he walked back out.
No one else interrupted us, as I explored all of his body with my tongue.
I didn't hear from my brother again for about 2 weeks, by phone, and he just kept trying to apologize but I told him to stop and life happens.
After the class wrapped up for the semester, I didn't see Derrick very much. His social calendar was pretty busy, he would say, and I never was going to be pushy or anything, so I just moved on with good memories of hot summer nights in Fresno.
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