I've never fucked someone of my own race, guess that means any story I have is applicable to here. Going to choose one at random.

> Be me, a millennial in the late aughts
> Closeted because my parents are either homophobic or religious or both, so craigslist it is
> Meet up with this late twenties white dude. He's got a belly, but a nice full bush which I didn't realize I was into
> Offered me a beer, but I don't want to fuck around with potentially driving drunk.
> We have an ice breaker. Play Guitar Hero or something. I have fun, but he's clearly ready to cum.
> His face is fucked up but I don't care when he knows how to suck dick the way he does
> We do some side play stuff. Swap head, j/o, etc.
> I leave, but we keep texting
> Become fuck buddies
> Meet up once every couple of weeks to do more side play stuff. He wants to fuck me, I'm not into it. To this day I don't care for bottoming. Not some internal homophobia, I think I just never figured out my sphincter.
> I offer to fuck him, he says he has hemorrhoids. Maybe true, maybe not. We're both enough into side play that it's whatever.
> We end up meeting up a dozen or so times, even once after I went to college. (I was 18 the first time we met, fucking pedos)
> I liked him, but knew there was no future. We were good for what the other wanted
> Much later, he texts me and says he's HIV positive and wanted to make sure I wasn't the one who infected him.
> I'm negative.
> Bullet dodged, good thing we never got into fucking