my first realization

As a 14 year old boy, I was the classic adolescent; playing sports for my junior high and chasing girls. One day during track practice, I was talking to a teammate in the gym. There was a particularly small, slender, pale white boy trying to become a pole vaulter. The team’s best pole vaulter was a muscular black boy that I had noticed his large cock in the showers. In fact, I liked looking at cocks in the showers. Darnel, the pole vaulter, ended up in the vault pit mat with the small boy. They began to wrestle and Darnel ended up on top of the boy’s chest. Darnel took out that magnificent penis and started rubbing it on the boy’s face. Darnel was quickly aroused and the boy was mortified; screaming and struggling. As Darnel tried to get that fully erect black hammer into the boy’s mouth, coaches came running over and separated Darnel and the boy. Darnel was whisked away by two coaches and the third coach asked what I had seen. I described the incident and the coach was astonished saying “why did you not intervene”. I didn’t have the guts to tell coach that I wish I had been the boy on the mat. Darnel would have easily gotten his giant manhood into my mouth to greedily gobble it down into my throat anxiously waiting for his spunk to fill my mouth.