I was 17, he was 18. We went to the same school and he had pursued me for a while. I hadn't really given much thought to being with a black guy as a turn-on or a turn-off. He was really cocky and clearly wasn't going to take no for an answer. It ended up happening at his place after school one day. His brother and some his friends were in the living room and they obviously had some idea what was about to happen. I was embarrassed and I had to try and be quiet which was hard because he was fairly large and pretty aggressive in bed. It was a different experience from any I had had before. I didn't stop seeing white guys right away but the seed had been planted, so to speak.