Benny didn’t exactly like bad neighborhoods and was hoping he was being led to a decent side of town. He had a few close calls when he drove his bike to the projects as a 7th grader to visit Twila. For starters, Benny was milky white and didn’t quite blend in. But he had an ally who lived there, a 10th grader, Edward Clifford Moss. Eddy’s family was just as poor as anyone else’s in the project but he was one of the nicest guys you’d ever want to meet, not at all resentful of those who had more. His mother, Joanna, was proud of her son for being such a good student and for the way he treated others. Everyone liked Eddy. He was athletically built, good looking, tall, about 6’ 2”, had a closely cut Afro and an inviting smile. He also had a little edge, but in a nice way. There was nothing he wouldn’t do for his friends. But if you pissed him off, watch out. He’d lay into you like a steamroller.
Eddy and Benny used to play chess after school in the lunch room, and on several occasions Twila sat and watched even though she didn’t play. Afterwards, Eddy would walk Twila home. At first they were just friends. But by the time Twila was in 8th grade, Eddy really liked her and she liked him. He wanted to be more than friends. Much more. Twila’s mom, however, didn’t approve of her innocent daughter dating a black guy. She wanted her only child to stay pure at least until she graduated high school. A bigger problem started when Murphy made a play for Twila.
Towards the end of 8th grade, about the middle of May, Eddy and Benny were finishing a chess game in the lunch room when Murphy and Frank walked in. Twila was sitting next to Eddy. She was wearing a tight fitting T-shirt with no bra underneath, her nipples almost poking through the material. Maybe she couldn’t afford a bra. And she had on a snug pair of jeans which made her heart shaped ass look even juicier.
Initially, Murphy and Frank pretended to be interested in the game. “Let’s see,” Murphy said as he pointed to the chess board as Frank looked on. “If you move your queen there and he takes your pawn with his rook, then you can trap his bishop.”
Eddy, Benny and Twila tried to ignore him but he wouldn’t stop.
“Then,” Murphy continued, “if he moves that horse over here,” as he touched the knight, “you can rip off his other pawn like this--zap!” Murphy said as he knocked over the pieces, to Frank’s great amusement.
Benny got mad and got up so say something. Murphy quickly pushed Benny in the face with his palm as Frank flung the vinyl board off the table. Benny was too afraid to fight back. He was humiliated, especially in front of Twila who did her best not to notice. Eddy stood up and made a motion at the two losers.
“What’s you gonna do, NIGGA?” shouted Frank, as Murphy grabbed Twila by the arm.
Benny just stood there, disgusted with himself that he didn’t have the courage to defend her.
“Hey, let go of her,” shouted Eddy as he pushed Murphy’s arm off of her.
“Look at that, the nigga’s got balls. Is that why you like him so much?” Murphy said as he looked at Twila. “Or do you like his big African dick?”
Eddy got mad and took a swing at Murphy. Frank jumped in and tried to help his buddy, but Eddy could take them both--they knew it, and backed off.
“Hey sweet thang,” Murphy shouted to Twila as he and Frank trotted for the exit, “why don’t you come home with me and I’ll show you things to make you forget your jungle bunny hero!”
With that, Eddy ran after Murphy, pushed him down and kicked him in the balls as hard as he could. Frank was already outside, not wanting to tangle with Eddy. After all, he didn’t say anything.
Murphy shrieked in pain as he staggered out the heavy glass doors. “You wait, NIGGA,” Murphy threatened. “I’m gonna lynch your black ass if you ever touch that white bitch.” The two took off running.
Benny was too mortified to continue playing. Eddy tried to make Benny feel better but it was useless. Twila, at this point, was more interested in Eddy anyway and asked him to walk her home.
“See you tomorrow?” Eddy asked Benny as he dejectedly made his way outside.
“Yeah sure,” said Benny, acknowledging Eddy’s concerned gesture.
It was about 4:30 p.m. The school was just about empty. All the teachers and yellow buses had left, and there weren’t any extracurricular activities that day. The only people left were the evening janitors. Everyone, including Eddy, knew the janitors’ routine. They first buffed the floors upstairs and cleaned the bathrooms before they did the classrooms. That took a couple of hours. Then onto the first floor. Eddy, who never made a move on Twila, wanted to sneak some alone time with her before he went home.
“Did you ever see the old gym they have downstairs?” Eddy asked Twila as she pressed her books next to her chest, getting a better grip.
“Maybe once last year before the new gym opened,” replied Twila. “Why do you ask?”
“It’s a really cool place,” said Eddy. “Sometimes they leave the back door open at night and me and my buddies go there to shoot some hoops. I have a locker down there where I keep an extra set of clothes and some shoes. I was going to pick them up before I went home. Wanna come with?”
Twila thought for a moment. She liked and trusted Eddy, and she was attracted to him, but wasn’t too sure going downstairs with him was a good idea. But she went anyway.
“Sure Eddy, I’ve never seen a men’s locker room,” she said, giggling at her own comment.
Eddy put his hand on Twila’s shoulder as they walked down the long hall to the basement door. He opened the door for her as they walked down the narrow flight of stairs.
“This way,” said Eddy, still holding her shoulder as he pointed to the locker room.
It was quiet and empty in the old gym. Each step echoed against the walls. They walked up to Eddy’s locker in the men’s bathroom. Eddy worked the combination on the lock and grabbed his clothes. Twila marveled that such a nice big gym was going to waste.
“They could hold church meetings in main gym area,” Twila said. “Did you see all those bleachers we passed?”
Eddy was silent. He stared right into Twila’s beautiful blue eyes as she stared back. She knew what he wanted.
“Eddy, I don’t know,” she said as he dropped his clothes and put his arms around her waist as her books fell to the floor. “What would my momma think?” she said as he kissed her and lowered his hands to her curvaceous bottom.
“You’re embarrassing me, Eddy,” Twila said, thinking she saw someone walk passed the window above.
Eddy kept on kissing her, then reached up her T-shirt and placed his large brown hand on her big, white firm tits and gently squeezed each one. Then he lifted up her shirt and put his mouth on her rigid nipples. Twila was turned on and kissed him back, placing her hand over his zipper and squeezing his huge hard dick through his jeans.
“Oh Eddy, are you sure it’s safe?” Twila whispered as he pulled down her pants and slowly worked his finger in her young, tight pussy. “I’m only 14.”
“Don’t worry, baby,” Eddy whispered back as his pants fell to the ground. “And I’m almost 17. Let me show you the way.”
Twila was even hornier than Eddy while she lay on her back as he placed his enormous dick up to her hot virgin box. Twila reached back and grabbed his ass and pushed on his firm cheeks so she could be penetrated for the first time. He slowly worked his way in, breaking her taut juvenile cherry with his ebony bayonet.
“Ow, Ow!” cried Twila. “You’re too big. Oh, stop, stop, stop.”
It was too late. Eddy slid in the rest of the way, pushing all nine inches of his thick, hot black meat deep into her blond bush.
“Oh Eddy! Oh Eddy! Oh Eddy!” Twila moaned as Eddy pumped harder and deeper as she felt her brain explode with her first climax. “Oh no, Eddy! Oh no, Eddy! Ahhhhhhh!”
Eddy pulled out and turned Twila over to do her doggy style. She liked that even more. After a few minutes he pulled out again and came on her back between her plump crack.
“Baby, I don’t want to get you pregnant,” Eddy said, breathing heavily and exhausted from the experience.
Twila stretched out on the floor after it was over. She looked totally relaxed. Then, as long as they were in the locker room, they got up to take a shower, sudsing each other up and kissing while they rinsed off.
“We’ve got to do this again and soon,” Twila said to Eddy. “What took you so long?”