My sisterâs boyfriend Malik Hubbard was possibly the sexiest dude Iâd ever laid eyes on. I rarely found myself hung up on a dude but Iâd been hung up on Malik since the day he and my sister met. After a year of dating my sister, he moved into our house and it made the sexual tension Iâd been experiencing a million times worse. I didnât want to continue being a third wheel so I began to look for a new place to live. Immediately after I told them I was looking for my own place, Malikâs attitude towards me changed. He usually said no more than a few words to me whenever we were around each other and suddenly he was talking to me more and hanging out with me more. And I wasnât too sure but there was something about the way he looked at me sometimes that made me think he knew I liked to get fucked.
      So when Super Bowl weekend rolled around and my sister was out of town, I decided to put Malik through a test. That whole weekend I walked around the house sagging and wore my boxer briefs instead of boxers to show off my ass. He played it cool Friday night but when I walked in front of the TV Saturday morning, I noticed him looking at me because the sunlight hitting the TV showed his reflection. I had my suspicions but thatâs all they were. It all couldâve been in my head. And even if it wasnât all in my head, he was my sisterâs boyfriend. I couldnât cross that line even if I wanted to.
      âBryce,â Malik called out from the living room. âYou can bring me another beer from the fridge?â
      âYeah, I got you,â I replied from the kitchen. After finishing the sandwich I was making, I grabbed a bottle of Heineken from the refrigerator and took it out to him.
      âThanks.â He popped off the top and took a few quick sips from it before asking, âYou gonna watch the game here tonight or are you going somewhere?â
      âIâm gonna watch it here. You?â
      âMy boys want me to watch it with them at the club but I know if I go Iâll drink too much and I gotta work in the morning. Iâm just gonna watch it here.â
      âOh okay.â I sat down on the other end of the sofa and started eating my sandwich. âMan, what are you watching?â
      He laughed and answered, âSome weird ass comedy movie. You can turn it if you want to.â He slid the remote over to me and I changed the channel to BET. âHey, I meant to ask you who that dude was that came over here late last night. He work with you or something?â
      I immediately clinched up when he asked me that because the guy was my most recent fuck buddy, Tyree. He was married and had a kid. We met at the gym and hooked up a few times but then he started feeling guilty for cheating on his wife and stopped talking to me for three months. When he came over late that Saturday night, he wanted me to come with him to a hotel room so we could fuck but I told him no. I hadnât been fucked in over three months so the last thing I needed was a dude with an eleven inch dickâknown for showing my ass no mercyâto open me back up. If I was going to get fucked for the first time in three months then it was going to be with somebody I knew would take their time and let me get comfortable.
                         Me (Bryce)
      âOr something,â I replied before taking another bite from my sandwich.
      âWhy you didnât let him in the house? I couldâve left if yâall needed some privacy.â
      âI bought some weed from him, man. That was it.â
      âOh.â He lounged back on the sofa and laughed at a scene from The Parkers on TV. âThat Kim is a trip, man.â His phone started playing some song and he quickly pulled it from his pocket and answered. âWassup baby? Yeah, I flipped the mattress on Friday after you left. No, Bryce hasnât had people in and out of the house. Okay. Love you, too.â He ended the call and put his phone back in his pocket.
      âWhat did Sierra want other than knowing if Iâd had people in the house?â
      âShe wanted to know if I flipped the mattress or not.â
      âFlipped the mattress? Dang, what yâall be doing?â
      He laughed and explained, âNah, she spilled a lot of coffee on it and the smell has been strong for a while.â
      âMmm hmm, sure.â
      âIâm for real, B. We donât go at it that hard. If we did Iâm sure youâd hear it.â He paused and sat up to ask, âYou donât hear us, do you?â
      âCool. I donât want you to get mad one day and knock my head off.â
      I laughed a little and asked, âWhy would I do that?â
      âBecause some dudes trip when it comes to their sisters. I donât have a sister but if I did, I wouldnât even want to think of some dude being with her.â
      âThat kind of stuff never bothered me with Sierra or with Andrea because they always have decent boyfriends.â
      âSo you think Iâm decent?â He flashed that sexy smile of his and I couldnât help but get horny.
      âYeah, youâre decent. You donât cheat on her and you never stay out late. Shit, youâve been hanging around here all weekend.â
      âThatâs because Iâm a homebody. I could say the same about you. You only go to the clubs with your boys like every now and then.â
      âI guess thatâs something we have in common then.â I went back to eating my sandwich but unknown to him, my dick was hard.
      I did feel guilty for being attracted to my sisterâs boyfriend, but only to a certain extent. I canât help who Iâm attracted to. And to be fair, I did technically meet him first. Me and my sister were at the mall one day and when I had to go to the restroom, I literally bumped into Malik on his way out of the restroom. He made eye contact with me and said excuse me before moving on. When I stepped back out into the food court, he was already sitting down next to my sister talking and laughing with her. I wanted him so bad that day and the desire never left.
      As Sunday evening began roll in, I took a shower. I was still turned on by Malik so I made it a lukewarm shower but it didnât help. The only way I was going to be over it was to truly test him. To truly test him meant Iâd have to do some heavy persuading if I was able to make the initial breakthrough. Iâd never gotten a straight dude to fuck me because straight men do not fuck other men. There has to be a curiosity already there and when it came to Malik, I wasnât one hundred percent sure the curiosity existed. Him looking at me while I was sagging couldâve just been him looking at me because I was in the way of the TV.
      My sole motivation for deciding to test him was the fact that I was going to be moving out of the house soon. If I tested him and it didnât go well or he was ready to kill me, then all Iâd have to do is move out quicker than expected. So with that in mind, I snuck out of the bathroom and across the hallway to my room. I quickly grabbed an unused bottle of Fleet from my closet and hurried back into the bathroom to cleanse my ass. If everything worked out the way I hoped, my ass would need to be ready. After taking the necessary steps, I did a quick rinse off in the shower and then stepped out and dried off. I wrapped my towel around my waist and when I opened the door, he was standing right there.
      âYou finished in here?â he asked while grabbing his crotch. âBecause I gotta piss.â
      âItâs all yours, man,â I told him. I stepped out and he stepped in.
      While in my room putting on lotion, I thought about how hot it would be to get fucked by Malik. I was very selective when it came to dudes because I rarely got fucked. With women, I didnât too much care because to me pussy was pussy. But getting fucked took more skill in my opinion. The main thing I looked for when it came to dudes was their level of masculinity. Iâm masculine but I wanted to be dominated every now and then, so it takes a masculine guy to do that. I liked to be manhandled and roughed up a bit. And while I liked it when dudes looked at my ass, I couldnât stand being approached by them. I wanted to be the pursuer or at least the one who initiates the situation. Thatâs why I wanted to put Malik to the test so badly, I loved the chase.
                        Malik Hubbard
      âThe Broncos need to win this,â he said after walking out of the kitchen with his fifth bottle of Heineken. He sat back down beside me on the sofa.
      âThey probably wonât,â I told him. âCam ainât no joke this season, man.â
      âTrue but Denver got that topnotch defense. There wonât be too many touchdowns tonight, so itâs gonna come down to defense.â He took a sip from his beer and burped. âI got mad respect for Cam but tonight ainât his night. You a Panthers fan?â
      âNot really but Iâve been watching Cam Newton all season.â I wasnât even going to admit that the reason why I watched Cam Newton was because I could picture myself getting fucked by him. âThat dude can throw and run. One of the best quarterbacks in the league.â
      âThatâs true.â
      The game came back from the halftime show and we put our focus back on the TV. Every time the Broncos made a good play he jumped up and cheered. I canât even lie, he looked sexy as fuck in his Broncos shirt and blue sweatpants. He had a fresh haircut and his facial hair was on point as usual. I kept wishing the Broncos would lose so heâd be in a bad mood and would need some cheering up. But the Broncos won and he was excited. After talking on the phone and bragging to various friends, he finally calmed down and had his seventh bottle of Heineken. I could tell he had a buzz going so my only chance had arrived.
      âMalik,â I said, catching his attention from the TV, âhow long had it been since youâd been in a relationship before you met my sister?â
      âWhy do you ask?â
      âIâm just curious.â
      âI met your sister about eight months after Iâd been dumped by my last girlfriend.â
      âDumped?â
      âYeah. She had a problem with me having female friends, even my lesbian female friends.â He laughed and shook his head.
      âShe dumped you for that?â
      âYep. The sad thing about it is I never cheated on her. Iâve never cheated on any woman Iâve ever been with.â
      Hearing him admit that put serious doubts in my head, but I continued my test. I turned towards him and asked, âHave you ever wanted to?â
      âWanted to what?â
      âIâve been tempted but itâs just something I could never see myself doing.â
      âI feel you but itâs some fine ass women out there, man. Iâm single and I can promise you youâre missing out. Ainât no pussy like new pussy, right?â
      He chuckled and replied, âThat saying becomes played out when you find the right pussy, trust me.â He finished his beer and stood up. âYou want another cold one?â
      âNah and I think that should be your last.â
      âTrue but I wanna celebrate. My team won the Super Bowl.â
      âThere are other ways to celebrate than drinking.â I looked up into his eyes and took the empty bottle from his hand. He looked back at me and stumbled back onto the sofa beside me.
      âDamn, youâre right. I have had enough.â
      âYou know, my sister is a lucky woman.â
      âWhy you say that?â
      âShe not only managed to get an upstanding and decent guy, but also an attractive one.â When I said that, his eyebrows tilted up a little. âI donât wanna make you feel uncomfortable by saying youâre a good looking dude, so sorry if it makes you uncomfortable.â
      âNah, itâs cool.â
      âSome dudes trip when another dude compliments them.â
      âOnly the ones that arenât confident in who they are. I have gay dudes compliment me all the time and theyâre always shocked when I say thanks or that Iâm flattered.â
      It was time for me to step it up a notch. I thought about how Iâd ask him before finally asking, âHave you ever thought about themâŠin that way?â
      âNo but not because Iâm homophobic or anything like that. The funniest thing is that when gay dudes compliment me, it stops with the compliment. They never go further. I donât know if itâs because theyâre afraid of getting rejected or if thereâs something about the way I look, but Iâve never actually been propositioned by a man to do anything with him.â
      âSo if another man were to go further, youâd actually consider it?â
      âIâve never been in the situation so I canât say. Iâd have to be propositioned.â
      âBut ifâŠâ
      I couldnât believe it took me that long to realize what he was doing. And I knew he caught on that I realized it because he smiled. He was basically telling me he knew I wanted to ask him for sex but that Iâd actually have to ask him to get a response. I was absolutely certain by that point that he knew I was bisexual. It wasnât a done deal yet but I knew if I played my cards right then Iâd be getting fucked that night.
      âIâm bi,â I began, âbut I rarely hook up with guys. That guy who came over here late last night was the last guy I had a thing with. Heâs married and when he started to feel guilty about it, he stopped hitting me up for three months.â
      âSo you havenât hooked up with another man in three months?â
      âExactly. Iâve been with women but havenât been fucked in a long time.â
      âHow long have you been bisexual?â
      âSince I was eighteen.â
      âDamn. I had a feeling you got down like that but I wasnât sure. You hide it well, man.â He picked up the remote and turned the TV off before asking, âWhat makes you want to get fucked by a dude?â
      âItâs a lot of different stuff about it that makes me want to do it. The main reason is because I like to get manhandled. And I like it when a dude feels on my ass. I got a nice ass, and I know youâve been looking at it.â
      He laughed and admitted, âOkay, yeah Iâve been looking.â
      âDoes it make your dick hard?â
      âNah, but this conversation is making my dick hard.â He grabbed his crotch to show me he was semi-hard. âYou said you like to be manhandled, right?â
      âWell I like to be dominant.â
      âYou wanna dominate me?â
      âPersuade me to, Bryce.â
      I moved closer to him and told him, âWhat happens between you and me will stay between you and me. And if you wanna stop, we can stop. So, how about it?â
      âClose but no cigar, man.â
      âI know youâre horny. My sister has been gone all weekend. When was the last time you came?â
      âSix days ago with your sister.â
      âCome on, man; let me pull that six day built up nut out of that dick. I know youâre ready for a release.â I stood up from the sofa. âYou can take all your tension out on this ass.â I turned my back to him and pulled my shorts and boxer briefs down. I then bent over and exposed my shaved asshole to him. âItâs ready for you.â
      âCome get this dick, B.â
      I turned back to see heâd already pulled his dick out of his sweatpants. It was so thick and had a serious left curve. With my shorts and underwear still pulled down to my ankles, I got down on my knees and leaned in towards his crotch. I grabbed that pretty caramel dick and sniffed it first and the masculine scent of it made my mouth water. I kissed it a few times and played with it in my hand, hoping that I was teasing him. I looked up to see he was looking directly down at me.
      âI like it sloppy,â he revealed. âMake it nasty, nigga.â
      I spit on his dick and then slurped it up, squeezing his throbbing shaft with my lips. He tiled his head back and moaned. I usually held back when sucking dick because it wasnât my favorite thing to do but with Malikâs dick, I wanted to worship it. I sucked him the way he wanted me to, freaky and nasty. Whenever my saliva dripped down to his balls, I stopped sucking him and licked them hairy balls. I already had him moaning like crazy by that point but I wanted to make him lose it. So I began to suck my way further down the shaft of his dick. It took a few attempts to deep throat himâhe had to be over nine inchesâbut once I got my gagging under control, I went to work on that dick. I deep throated that dick so damn good that he tried to get away from me a few times.
      âMan hold up,â he said, laughing. âYouâre gonna make me nut. Time out, bruh.â He rubbed on his wet dick. âShit, you wasnât playing.â
      âThat dick good, nigga,â I told him.
      âYou suck dick better than any chick Iâve ever been with.â
      âIncluding my sister?â
      âHell yeah including her. I have never came from head before. You almost got me.â
      âWhat can I say? Men know how to suck dick best.â
      âI see that now.â He stood up and pulled his sweatpants and boxers all the way down. âGet back on it.â
      He grabbed his dick with one hand and the back of my head with the other. After rubbing it all over my face and under my nose, he shoved it back into my mouth and down my throat. While I sucked him, he took off his shirt and showed off that well-built body of his. Every once in a while heâd spit on his hand and rub it on his dick, forcing me to taste it. He was so damn freaky and I loved it. When he sat back down on the sofa, I pulled his sweatpants and boxers off, leaving on his ankle socks. He spread his legs more and I started licking and sucking on his balls.
      âAh yeah,â he moaned. âYou make me feel so good, Bryce. Damn.â
      My tongue began to slide down lower, moving into the area between his balls and asshole. His moans got louder and louder the closer I got to licking his asshole. I could tell by how his body was shaking that heâd never had his ass licked before. He wouldnât lift his legs so I couldnât rim him the way I wanted, but I got a taste of that virgin ass and it was amazing. It only lasted for a few seconds because he grabbed the back of my head and made me start sucking his dick again.
      âTake those clothes off and get up here,â he instructed.
      I took off everything except my socks and got onto the sofa. I leaned over and went back to sucking him while he smacked and rubbed on my ass. He was about to start fingering me but he mustâve remembered me telling him I hadnât been fucked in a while because he took a second to wet his finger and then carefully pushed it into my tight hole. My dick was already becoming hard but when he fingered me, it got stiff. I was ready for him to fuck me so I stopped sucking him off and leaped off the sofa. I ran to my room, grabbed my small tub of Vaseline and some towels, and hurried back into the living room.
      âI donât have condoms,â I told him. âDo you?â
      âNo, your sister is on the pill. Iâm clean though.â
      âI am too, but Iâve never been fucked without a condom. I donât even know what it feels like.â
      âItâll probably feel warmer. Come on bruh, let me in that ass.â
      It only took me a quick second to take the top off of the Vaseline and scoop some out with my index finger. I rubbed it on my hole and then put some more on my hand to lube up his hard dick. He put the towels over the sofa and then sat down and waited for me to get on top of him. I wanted him to grab me and make me take it but remembered I needed to be opened up first. So I climbed up on him and he patted my butt cheeks with his dick.
      âYou ready for it?â he asked me.
      âIâve been waiting over a year for this. Hell yeah Iâm ready for it.â
      I grabbed his hand and helped him find my asshole with his dick. And then I had to get the angle right because of that serious left curve. He was so damn thick that it took me a few minutes to get adjusted to him, and even once I got adjusted it still took me a while to get comfortable. Iâd never been fucked by a dick that thick before. As painful as it was, it did feel good whenever I relaxed and allowed him to stretch me open.
      âYou are tight as fuck,â he said through clenched teeth. âFeels like you got a vise-grip on my dick. You need more Vaseline?â
      âNo, Iâm good. How does my sister take all of this dick?â
      âAll of it? Shit, I can barely get half of it in her pussy before she starts running. You damn near got most of it up in that ass right now.â He smacked my ass. âI wanna fuck you deep, B.â
      He grabbed my ass and squeezed it as he began to push up inside me deeper. That was hurting my ass too much so I stopped him and began my own slow rhythm. He licked and sucked on my nipples which helped me relax more. I wanted to kiss him but wasnât sure if heâd be comfortable with that. I really didnât wanna kill the mood or cause him to lose focus and lose that boner. But then I finally took all of him into my ass and when I looked into his eyes, he forced me to kiss him. And it wasnât just a lip to lip kiss, he parted my lips and shoved his tongue into my mouth. It was so freaky and intense.
      My ass was used to his presence after nearly fifteen minutes of me riding him, so I climbed off and lied on my stomach. He sat up and got behind me. I arched my back so that my ass was up high enough for him and he carefully reentered me from behind. He didnât start pounding on me but he did start a quick rhythm. It wasnât until I started throwing my ass back that I finally embraced that curve of his. The curve was causing his dick to tap my spot and my dick grew hard again. I wanted to start jacking off then but knew Iâd cum too fast because his dick felt so good deep in my ass. The friction just felt so fucking good.
      âYou can take this dick, B,â he called out while smacking my ass. âTake this fucking dick.â
      âMake me take it, nigga,â I said back. âFuck this ass.â
      Those seemed to be the magic words for him because he started fucking me harder and harder. His low hanging balls slapped against my ass each time he pounded me deep. I reached under us and grabbed his balls and he moaned. He pushed into me and held his dick inside me while gyrating on my ass. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and I bit down on one of the sofa pillows. When he started his rhythm back up, I felt my ass getting wetter and wetter. Iâd seen porn videos where dudesâ asses get creamy but it had never happened to me before until the night Malik fucked me.
      âSuck this cream off my dick,â he ordered. I turned around and sat up to see his dick looked like Iâd nutted all over it. I stuffed it in my mouth. âOh fuck that shit feel good. Clean that dick off, you freaky ass nigga.â
      I sucked his dick clean and he bent down and kissed me, sharing my ass juices with me. He then pushed me on my back and lifted my legs up. He spit on my ass a few times and then slid his dick back inside. By that point, I couldnât wait any longer. I grabbed my dick and used my large amount of precum as lube to jackoff with. He was digging deep into my ass so I knew Iâd be sore for at least five days after that. It was worth it. I was finally getting his dick and it was so worth the wait.
      I was able to fight off my orgasm for a while until he started sniffing my socked feet. He grabbed them and put them in his face while fucking the hell out of me. Him sniffing my feet combined with his deep strokes were enough to push me over the edge. I jacked off faster and harder and he kept fucking me while sniffing my feet. I hit my orgasm and had to pull away from his dick because it was too intense. My dick shot out five quick squirts of cum onto my stomach and then a little more rolled out, landing on my navel. My asshole seemed to have a mind of its own, tightening and having spasms without my control. He teased it with his dick, hoping Iâd let him in for some more.
      âYou ready to tap out?â he asked. âI can jackoff to nut if you canât take anymore.â
      âLet me ride it again,â I told him.
      He sat back down on the sofa and kept his arms at his side, letting me take control. I took a few seconds to let my body calm down again before climbing back on top of him. I positioned his dick to enter me again and then slowly came down on it. My ass was still wet and creamy so adding lube wasnât necessary. After beginning a fast up and down rhythm, I played with his hard nipples and had him moaning. My dick was still semi-hard and flopped up and down as I rode him. We were both covered in sweat and on the verge of running out of breath.
      âKeep going, baby,â he said while looking into my eyes. âMake me cum. Make that dick cum, nigga.â
      âYou wanna cum in my ass?â
      âHell yeah.â
      âFill this ass, Malik. Pump all that hot nut into this ass, bruh!â I rode him harder and pinched his sexy nipples.
      âOh my God! Ah shit, Bryce! Nigga!â
      I didnât slow down as he hit his orgasm. I rode him harder and faster and he just lost control. He moaned so loud that I was sure the neighbors heard. His warm six day load of cum filled my asshole. I held onto him as his body jolted repeatedly. Iâd never made a dude cum that hard before. He was grunting and breathing all heavy like heâd just finished running for miles out in the cold. When he finally calmed down, we shared a few more of those freaky kisses. His dick went soft and when it slid out of my ass, the cum rolled out with it. There was so much of it.
      âI ainât never came that much,â he admitted. âThat buildup was no joke, huh?â
      âIâd say,â I responded while standing up. âDamn, you creamed my ass.â I rubbed on my dripping asshole. âThat shit felt good as fuck, my dude. You got some good dick, no bullshit.â
      âYou got some good throat muscles.â He laughed and I laughed a little. âShit, you need to wake me up with that head whenever your sister ainât here.â
      âSo you want this to be a regular thing?â
      âFuck yeah. I can fuck you and her on the regular as long as it stays between me and you.â
      âIâd be cool with that, but I canât.â
      He seemed surprised by me saying that. He stood up from the sofa and asked, âWhy not?â
      âMy sister is crazy about you and youâre crazy about her. We shouldnât have did what we did but it had to happen. I had to do it to get over the anticipation. Now that I know what itâs like to get fucked by you, I can move on.â
      âYouâre still gonna move out, arenât you?â
      âYeah. You and Sierra need your space. Iâm a third wheel up in here.â
      âAre you sure? Because I can handle you being here without us fucking again.â
      âIt ainât about that. I know what we did hasnât changed anything but I still gotta go.â
      âAlright, I understand. But hey since weâre not gonna make this a regular thing, can I fuck you one more time?â
      âDamn, was it that good to you?â
      âYes. You had my toes all curled up and shit. Iâll never get another opportunity to do this again because thereâs only one you. Other dudes ainât you, Bryce. And I damn sure ainât about to go out looking for a dude just to get a nut when Iâm not even attracted to dudes like that. So can I get the ass one more time tonight or do I have to take it?â
      I looked at him and smiled before saying, âYouâre gonna have to take it, nigga.â
      âIs that right?â He stepped up to me with a smile on his face. âGet that ass over here.â He grabbed me and forced me back over onto the sofa.
      Malik and I never crossed the line again after that night. I did feel guilty for betraying my sister but what she didnât know wouldnât hurt her. And to be honest, it was kind of cool having an inside thing with Malik that no one would ever know about. I looked forward to the stares heâd probably give me whenever weâd be around other people. Heâd never forget the tightness of my ass or my deep throating skills, and Iâd never forget the taste and thickness of his caramel dick. I wanted him to think about our one night together after I moved out. Shit, I wanted him to think about it forever.
[Disclaimer]: Pictures used do not reflect the sexuality or personality of people in the pictures. They only serve as visual examples of the characters.
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