Interracial

Excerpt of
"Romeo gets his man"

They both lived in the same building in the Bronx.  Sean, was black,
dark like a sweet piece of chocolate. Romero was Hispanic, really light
skinned with curly brown hair and sparkling brown eyes, Romero was
considered cute by everyone who knew him. He was the type who always kept
something going, playing around and teasing others, a real 'life of the
party' type. At fifteen he was nicely built, not skinny, just beginning to
fill out, just developing. He was two inches shorter than Sean who was
exactly six feet.  He had a lot of girls looking at him, but he wasn't
interested in them at all. He had already found out what guys could do with
each other and he liked doing it.

... ...

Sean had
fumed about being stuck in the house on a Friday night but he finally gave
in and tried to make himself satisfied watching TV. Not that he had anywhere
to go, it was just the idea of staying in on Friday night. For Romero it was
just the opportunity he needed to put his plan into operation.
   "Sean, can I go get somethin' at my place?"  Romero flashed his big brown
eyes at Sean and smiled.
   "Yeah, hurry up, man." Sean turned back to the TV, thinking to himself,
'that kid is cute.' He turned to watch him as he strode out and caught
himself looking at his butt, then he turned away quickly and focused on the
picture. 'Too young', he rationalized.
   Romero was back in a few minutes.
   "Watchya doin', Ro, what the fuck!" Sean looked up at Romero. He had on a
pair of real skimpy, real tight shorts. They were yellow satin and they
blended nicely with his light complexion. He had on a yellow tanktop that
was too tight and accentuated his upper torso.
   "You like it?"  Romero flashed his best smile and stood in the middle of
the floor.
   "Yeah, now take it off. What you posin' for anyway?" Sean tried to look
away, but Romero was turning around so that he could get a good look at him
from every angle.  Sean saw his rounded, shapely ass, outlined by the tight
yellow shorts and sighed. He had a boner and he wasn't sure how to try and
hide it.  He didn't want to be too obvious shifting around, but he knew that
it was too much to just ignore.
   Romero walked over to him, stood right before him and grinned.  Sean knew
he was looking down at his crotch and could see his pipe, but he was
uncertain about what to do. Then Romero did something that made everything
else academic - he sat down on Sean's lap.  He put one leg on either side of
Sean and knelt over him so that his ass was pushing down on Sean's rod.
   "Shit, watcha doin', Ro? Man, what you doin'?!!" One voice told Sean to
jump up and drop him, but another said let him sit. Sean listened to the
last voice.  He looked up at Romero and smiled at him.
   "You like me sittin' here, Sean? If not, tell me to get up. I won't
mind."  Romero grinned. He figured Sean wouldn't tell him to get up.  He
waited, neither said anything, Romero knew he had won.