I had refurbished the small backyard of my Florida Gulf coast home to be a small tropical retreat with extensive plantings that also provided complete privacy. The beach was only a mile away but having a quick escape out the back door was great. I had a screened patio with an outdoor kitchen and grill, plus a hot tub and a very comfy lounge for sunbathing.
Over the month since completion, it became my routine to change into something tiny (or less), grab a cold drink and just chill, catching the late afternoon sun. A couple of weeks earlier I had christened the yard with the help of a nearby FWB. She was impressed and I was very pleased with myself.
While lounging one afternoon, I heard a familiar voice with a slight Island accent coming from the back yard gate. I looked over and saw Ty, who had been the manager for my back yard construction. He was a big reason the design had turned out so well. He was also a very handsome black man, originally from Jamaica but had grown up in Florida. He was very sexy.
More than once, I wondered if he was gay or bi as we had a few minor flirting sessions while working on the design. While bisexual, I never pursued it then because we had a business thing going on and I don't like mixing that with pleasure.
"Hey Ty, what's up?" I called to him, resisting the impulse to cover up a bit as I was just wearing a very small bikini swimsuit.
"Just in the neighborhood and thought I would stop by to see how the planting turned out," he said.
He looked great in his shorts and polo shirt. He gave me a smile. I decided, 'no, no covering up.'
"It's all done. Want a tour?" I asked.
"Of course," was his reply.
I got up and walked over to the gate to let Ty in. His smile broadened more as his eyes scanned me from head to toe, then settling on my swimsuit for a moment and then back at my face.
"You look like you are enjoying it," he said. I opened the gate for him and stood so he had to pass quite close to me. "Looks like I caught you tanning in your tiny string bikini."
"Well, you did. But if I knew you were coming, I would have worn a thong instead."
His smile widened and showed his beautiful white teeth.
"In that case, I should go back to my truck and call to let you know I'm coming."
"Too late," I said giving him a playful swat and then led him around, talking about different plants. I was very aware he was checking out my ass more than the foliage. I turned around at one point to look at him and he was intently watching my butt cheeks.
"Up here, Ty," I said sarcastically. He looked up, slightly surprised then we both laughed.
"You caught me, Andy. I hope you don't mind me looking."
"Oh, no, looking is good." Then after a pause, I added, "Just looking?"
Ty responded with a giant smile again. I invited him to stick around and have a drink, which he quickly accepted. But he conditioned his acceptance with me changing into the thong I had mentioned earlier.
"Ok, give me a few minutes," I said, trying to sound as sexy as he did.
I went into the house for fresh drinks and a thong. I picked out the smallest one I had, a light blue T-back that outlined my butt nicely. It was actually underwear but the difference is lost on something this revealing. I'm an avid cyclist, which gives me a lean body with the very tight butt that Ty had been admiring.
I was getting aroused at the idea of showing it off to him. My package is on the big side so the thong showed a really nice bulge also. Being obviously smooth all over added to the picture. With the drinks, I headed back out. Ty had been waiting to watch me walked out and as I did it was clear his mind was engaging in some explicit homoerotic thoughts. He looked sexy and I felt really sexy.
"Your drink, sir. And I hope my wardrobe change meets your approval." I spun around to give him the full effect.
"Very nice," he said with enthusiasm.
"Of course you are a little overdressed," I said lying down on the lounge.
Without skipping a beat, Ty took off his work boots then stood up and removed his shirt which revealed a great chest and fabulous stomach. He had nice biceps also. He was one of those guys who had a great natural body that was just enhanced with his construction job. But I was not prepared for the sight when he dropped his shorts. He had boxer briefs that revealed the outline of a huge cock. Because he wore loose shorts I never noticed before.
Now I saw that although his cock was still soft, it was probably as thick and long as mine is when fully erect. And his balls created a very noticeable bulge. I was surprised and excited and intimidated all at the same time. And I was staring.
"Up here, Andy," he said with a mischievous grin.
I must have had shock and awe on my face, obviously because of Ty's amazing tool pressing against his snug maroon briefs. My mind was spinning.
Trying to regain my composure, I suggested his drink was not getting any cooler. He snickered and sat down. For the next half hour, we had a nice chat while we both felt each other up with our eyes. I lay on my stomach so he could see my ass, which he seemed particularly interested in. I fully supported his interest.
After a bit, I went back inside to get another round I explained, but mostly to give him another view of my ass in the tiny thong. When I came back I invited him to one corner of the house to see some hanging garden he had suggested.
As I was talking he moved closer, then put his hand on my ass. He was close enough that I felt his bulge against my hand. Without hesitation, I wrapped my hand around his shaft through his briefs and looked at him. Almost in one continuous motion he leaned in and kissed me on my lips. He stayed there and I felt his closeness and was totally aroused. I opened my mouth and he followed my invite with his tongue that entered me in the most sensuous way.
For a minute we stayed there, Ty's hand feeling my ass, my hand feeling his hardening cock and our tongues intertwining. Normally I don't make out with men. But Ty had been making me feel very aroused with his attention and this seemed so natural and sexy.
We broke the kiss and smiled at each other, hands still on each other.
"You haven’t seen my bedroom," I said.
"I'd like to see it," he said.
We got our drinks and taking his hand, led him to my bedroom. "That's my bed," I smiled.
"It's really big," he said.
"So are you," I observed.
He pulled me to close to him and we returned to making out. Again his hands on my ass and my arms around his neck. After a few minutes of very sensuous kissing and him feeling my butt and slipping a finger or two between my cheeks and under my thong strap, I loosened my arms around him and slid down his torso kissing as I went. Kneeling in front of him, I slid his briefs down, and his cock sprang out and slid across my face. His balls hung down loosely below.
I was captivated by the beauty of Ty's cock and balls. His shaft must have been fully nine inches and was thick but not frighteningly so. His large balls hung down three or four inches. His whole package was smooth except for a tuft of pubic hair above his penis. It was pointed directly at me and had just a slight upward bend the last inch or two. I held his cock and began to kiss the length, feeling it was firm but still very soft and pliable. (Unlike my own cock that was hard as a rock.)
'My first big black cock,' was going through my mind as I explored this amazing phallus. I took it in my mouth and began to suck, looking up to see Ty watching me, smiling at my activities. Farther into my mouth it slipped until I felt it pushing into my throat. After a short time, my gag reaction subsided and I became absorbed with feeling his cock with my tongue and lips, mouth and throat.
I think it's really erotic to suck a man's cock. Feeling a man's hard penis slide in and out of my mouth and knowing I'm getting him off is an intense turn on for me. But this was a whole new experience. I was taking Ty's huge cock in my mouth and wrapping it in my tongue, sucking on it then kissing the length and taking each of his balls in my mouth and then returning his cock back to my mouth, all the way in.