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“Brotherly Bond”

           The day that I walked in on my stepbrother Darrius jacking off was a day I’d never forget. I couldn’t erase the image out of my mind and while I felt embarrassed about the whole situation, I also found myself attracted to him. I’d been curious since age fifteen but never acted on it, mainly because I had a stronger attraction to girls than I did other guys. When I saw Darrius on his bed with his boxers around his ankles and his hard dick in his hand, I got turned on instantly. A part of me wanted to join and explore with him. I had never thought of him in that way before that day. I was so confused but not too ashamed. It’s not like I could control what turned me on and what didn’t.

           “I don’t want any trouble out of you boys,” my mama said to me and Darrius. Her and my stepdad were about to go out of town for a business function for my stepdad’s job. “Do you hear me?”

           “Yes ma’am,” me and Darrius responded in unison.

           “And no parties, Darrius,” said Darnell, my stepdad.

           “Why you callin’ me out, dad?”

           “Because I know you. I swear if we come back and this house is turned upside-down, there’s gonna be some serious repercussions.” He balled up his fist. “You ain’t strong enough to take me out yet, so remember that. I got my eye on you even when I’m not around, boy.”

           “Yes, sir.”

           “Make sure he stays out of trouble, Justin.”

           I laughed and replied, “Yes, sir.”

           “Here’s some money for food.” He pulled some money out of his pocket and handed it to me. He always treated me better than he treated Darrius. “Don’t spend it all in one day. It’s gotta last y’all through Sunday.”

           “I think they got it, honey,” my mama said to him. “We need to get going.”

           “Remember what I said, Darrius. I got my eye on you, boy.” He gave Darrius one last look before heading out of the house with my mama.

           “Have fun,” I said to them as I stood in the doorway watching them go to the car. I then stepped back inside and closed the door.

                                            Me (Justin)

           “Have fun,” Darrius mocked. “You’re such a baby around them.”

           “It’s called putting on an act,” I explained. “Something you obviously know nothing about.”

           “Whatever.” He pulled out his phone and hopped off the sofa. “I’m goin’ up to my room to play some 2K15.”

           He ran upstairs and I sat down on the sofa where he’d been sitting. It was still warm from his body heat. The thought of that was making my dick hard for some reason. I tried to focus on the TV but something kept telling me to go upstairs to see what he was really up to in his room. After I walked in on him that day, it seemed like he didn’t care. He never brought it up and I damn sure wasn’t going to bring it up. I debated it in my head for a little while before getting up and going upstairs. When I got up there, I noticed that his door was cracked open a little. I stared through the opening and saw him sitting on the edge of his bed playing on his PlayStation 4. He had taken his shirt off and had put on some socks. Not wanting to get caught, I backed away and walked across the hall to my room.

           In my room, I took some selfies and posted them to my Instagram. It was a cloudy and rainy Friday afternoon so nobody was out doing anything. All of my friends were at home because there was no basketball game scheduled for that week. I needed to take my mind off of my stepbrother so I grabbed my iPhone Touch and my headphones and listened to some music while lying on my bed. That didn’t seem to help because every now and then I’d think about Darrius and my dick would get hard. Eventually, I drifted off to sleep.

           I don’t know how long I was asleep but when I woke up and took off my headphones, I immediately heard the sound of a woman moaning. I leaped out of bed and hurried out of my room. The moaning was coming from Darrius’s room. His door was still cracked open so I peeked inside and saw that he was looking at something on his laptop. He was watching porn and rubbing on the bulge in his sweatpants. Seeing him like that drove my horniness into overdrive. I slid my hand into my shorts and gripped my dick as it grew harder and harder by the second. Why was he watching porn without his headphones plugged in? And why was he doing it without his door closed? I still didn’t want to get caught watching him so I started to back away, and that’s where I fucked up. The floor creaked and he looked up and noticed me through the small opening in the door.

                                                Darrius

           “Justin,” he called out. “What are you doin’?”

           “I’m going to the bathroom,” I lied.

           “Nah, come here.”

           “What?”

           “Nigga, I said come here.”

           Reluctantly, I pushed his door open and stepped into his room. I had my hand covering my bulge but I knew he could tell I was just as hard as he was. I looked at him and said, “I’m sorry, man. I ain’t mean to look in here like that. I was just trying to see what that loud noise was.”

           “Man, stop with the bullshit. I know you be lookin’ at me when I beat my meat.”

           “No I don’t. I only walked in on you that one time.”

           “And you like it, didn’t you?”

           “Nah, I don’t feel any type away about it.”

           “Bruh, I said stop with the bullshit. I ain’t gonna get mad if you tell me the truth.” He stopped the video on his laptop and moved his laptop to the nightstand beside the bed. “Be real with me, bruh.”

           “Alright, I did like it. But I don’t know why. I have never thought about you like that until that day. You’re like my brother so this shit is all kinds of fucked up.”

           “But we ain’t brothers.” He stood up from his bed and his dick was so hard that it tented his sweatpants.

           “True, but our parents are married.”

           “And?”

           “We kinda related because of it.”

           “No we ain’t.” He stood directly in front of me. “But I think we just found somethin’ to bond over.” He grabbed my bulge.

           “Man, what the fuck…”

           “Shh. Ain’t nobody gotta know, J. This will be between me and you.”

           “But if our parents find out, we’re gonna get…”

           “They won’t find out. Nigga, we both eighteen. We can do what the fuck we want. Now grab mine.”

           “What?”

           “Grab my dick, bruh.” He grabbed my hand and placed it on the bulge in his sweatpants. “Yeah, feel on that shit.”

           I couldn’t believe I was feeling on my stepbrother’s dick and he was feeling on mine. His dick was definitely bigger than my eight inches. I almost felt sorry for the girls he’d fucked with that thing because I know he probably had them sore. The most I’d ever done with a girl was eat her pussy while she sucked my dick. I’d never fucked before. And now there I was, getting felt up by my stepbrother.

           “I be thinkin’ about you, too,” he admitted. “I see them pics you be puttin’ up on your Instagram. You don’t be wearin’ draws under your shorts, do you?”

           “Sometimes I do and sometimes I don’t.”

           “Freaky ass nigga.” He laughed. He then reached around and began to feel on my ass. “Damn, that ass phat. You ever play with yourself?”

           “You mean with my ass?”

           “Yeah.”

           “Nah, I ain’t never played with me ass. I jackoff though.”

           “We all jackoff.” He pulled away from me. “Let’s get out these clothes.”

           “For what?”

           “So we can beat our shit together. I know you want to.”

           “I don’t know.”

           “Bruh, nobody will find out. Help me get his nut.”

           “Okay but I ain’t gonna kiss you.”

           “Ugh, I don’t want you to kiss me. I only kiss girls, nigga. Now take that shit off.”

           He pulled my shirt up and I pulled it off. I watched him as he pulled down his sweatpants and boxers down to his ankles. His big dick had precum dripping from it. Like me, he was circumcised. The only differences between my dick and his were his was about two inches bigger and my dick curved to the right while his had no curves. He pulled his sweatpants and boxers off along with his socks. I pulled my shorts down to my ankles and revealed that I wasn’t wearing underwear. His eyes lit up when he saw my hard dick unrestricted from clothing. I pulled my shorts all the way off and was about to climb onto his bed but he stopped me.

           “Take them socks off, too, nigga. I wanna see them feet.”

           I pulled my socks off and then we climbed onto his bed. I sat with my back against his headboard and he was on his knees in front of me. He spit on his left hand and started jacking off with it. I did the same with my right hand. We looked into each other’s eyes as we jacked off together. The whole thing seemed so surreal to me but I was too far gone by that point. I wanted to bust a nut and watch him bust one. My mouth watered at the thought of tasting his dick but I knew neither one of us were ready to try something like that.

           “Play with my nipples,” he instructed me.

           “Why?”

           “Just do it, bruh.”

           I used my left hand to play pinch and play with his right nipple. Every now and then I’d spit on my hand to keep my dick lubricated while jacking off and he did the same. He used his free hand to cup his hairy balls for a while. Then he used it to start playing near my ass. I tensed up because I didn’t know what he was trying to do.

           “Yo, what are you doing?” I asked.

           “Spread your legs a little,” he demanded.

           “Why?”

           “I ain’t gonna finger you. I just wanna see what your asshole looks like.”

           “Nah man. I’m good.”

           “Nigga, stop bein’ scary.”

           “I ain’t scary.”

           “Then let me see this butthole.”

           Reluctantly, I spread my legs. He rubbed his finger on my asshole but kept his word not to finger me. I’d never played with my ass before so the sensation was new to me. He seemed to get hornier as he rubbed my virgin asshole. For the first time, I began to get curious about how it would feel to get fingered. My asshole seemed to have a mind of its own, tightening and loosening with each unpredictable spasm. My curiosity got the best of me and I found myself wanting to go further.

           “Finger me,” I told him.

           “What?” he asked, not believing what I’d requested of him.

           “Wet the tip of your finger and slide it in. But be gentle with it.”

           “You sure?”

           “Yeah. Do it before I change my mind.”

           He licked on his middle finger and got it wet before pressing it up against my tight asshole. I spread my legs even further and took a few deep breaths before relaxing my asshole. The tip of his finger started to go it and I stopped jacking off, letting my hard dick stand up on its own. I thought it would be more painful the more his finger slid in but it didn’t hurt. It felt good. He stopped jacking off with his left hand and I stopped playing with his nipples. Instead, I spit on my hand and started jacking him off. My untouched dick was leaking precum down onto my abs.

           “Yeah, jack my dick bruh,” he moaned. “Fuck.”

           “You like that?” I asked.

           “Hell yeah. Keep doin’ that shit.”

           “Slide your finger all the way in me.” He pushed his whole middle finger inside my ass and started moving it around in there. It felt so good and made more precum drip from my dick. “Ah fuck, that shit feels so good.”

           “You so damn tight. I bet you’re gonna play with that ass now after this, huh?”

           “Probably.”

           “Keep jackin’ my dick. You gone make me bust.”

           I jacked him off faster and faster. He spit on his free hand and started jacking me off while keeping the middle finger of his other hand deep in my ass. I could feel an orgasm building up in me and I knew it was gonna be a big one. And I knew he was about to cum because his moans got heavier and louder. I played with his nipples again and that’s when he lost it.

           “Fuck,” he called out. “I’m gonna cum! Oh shit, Justin! Ah nigga!”

           He broke out into convulsions and his dick shot out four quick splashes of cum onto my stomach and chest. I continued to jack him off and he continued to jack me off. Eventually, he had to stop me because his dick head was too sensitive. He began to jack me off harder and faster while also fingering me and I felt my orgasm coming.

           “Ooh, D,” I called out. “Oh fuck, I’m about to nut!”

           I let out a loud moan as I hit my orgasm. My asshole tightened around his finger so much that he couldn’t move it anymore. My dick squirted out cum so quick that I didn’t even see the first few shots. One shot hit me my right eye and I had to close it. My body was out of control, jolting back and forth. After the last few ounces of cum rolled out of my dick, he stopped jacking me off. Carefully, he removed his finger from my ass. He sniffed it and then sucked on it which made me horny all over again.

           “Yo ass taste good, nigga,” he admitted. “Mmm. Better than any pussy I’ve ever tasted. I should’ve ate it before I fingered you.”

           “You nasty as fuck,” I told him while still trying to catch my breath. “Can’t believe we just did that shit.”

           “Felt good as fuck though.”

           “True.”

           “When are we gonna do it again?”

           “I don’t know. I guess it depends on whenever we both need to catch a good nut.”

           “Shit, you can come in here in the mornin’ and jackoff with me then because I have a boner every time I wake up.”

           “Me too.” We shared a laugh. “You wanna jackoff even when our parents are home, too?”

           “Hell yeah, the thought of gettin’ caught makes my dick hard. And we can jackoff in your car or my car late at night. That way we can make noise.”

           “You are a trip.” I sat up and moved away from him. “I need to get cleaned up.”

           “Let’s take a shower then.”

           “You mean…together?”

           “Yeah.”

           “Cool.”

           We left his room and went down the hall to the bathroom. We climbed into the shower together and cleaned each other’s bodies. And then we pressed our foreheads together and jacked off together again. After a simultaneous nut together, we cleaned off again and then got out. It was undeniable at that point, we’d formed a special bond. I knew I’d continue to fool around with girls and I knew he would as well, but together we’d always share that bond. There was no telling how far we’d go with it but I knew eventually we would go farther. It took us six years—the amount of times our parents had been married—to find something to bond over and we’d finally found it.

[Disclaimer]: Pictures used do not reflect the sexuality or personality of people in the pictures. They only serve as visual examples of the characters.

© D.A. Morrison 2016

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“Trade Deficit”

           While I didn’t prefer trade, I rarely turned down the opportunity to fuck around with a nigga who had never done anything with another dude before. Most of my sexual experiences were with dudes I’d meet on Jack’d or Grindr. Every now and then, I’d come across a female friend’s boyfriend who needs some money or a straight relative of a gay friend who needs some money and they’re willing to get their dick sucked or even fuck me for that money. Never had I’d gotten the opportunity to do something with somebody extremely close to my personal life.

           “Two stacks, Jakar?” I asked over the phone as I entered my apartment. “You are asking for too much money, man. I’ve never given anybody that kinda money unless it was a bill I had to pay myself.”

           “They gonna lock me up, Trell,” he said on the other end. “I can’t get locked up again. I’m already on probation so I’ma be up in there for some years, bruh.”

           “Did you ask my brother for the money?”

           “Man, Junior basically laughed and said I better not drop the soap.”

           I laughed when he said that but quickly stopped and said, “Damn, that’s fucked up. Junior is so wrong for that shit.”

           “That’s what I’m sayin’. I got kids and shit and that nigga is my family and won’t even help. I know he got some money saved up, too.”

           “How did you even get in trouble, Jakar? You got a job at the lumber warehouse just last week. You know you’re on probation so what the hell did you do to have to owe the court two stacks?”

           “Back child support.”

           “Are you serious? Bro, you only got one damn child!” I laughed a little as I shook my head and then asked, “They want the money by tomorrow?”

           “Yeah. If I don’t pay it tomorrow then they’re gonna bust up in my job and arrest me. You can imagine how that shit is gonna look. I don’t get paid until next week because the lumber yard pays every two weeks.”

           “And nobody else can help you out?”

           “Nah, I done asked everybody, Trell.”

           I didn’t say anything else as I thought on it for a second. Jakar was my half-brother Demetrius’s first cousin. Demetrius—aka Junior—and me had the same dad, but he was related to Jakar on his mama’s side which is why me and Jakar weren’t related at all. I always thought Jakar was sexy and everything but he was related by blood to my half-brother. Even though he and I weren’t related by blood, he was too close for comfort for me to even think about offering a trade situation to. However, I wasn’t the one who brought up the offer.

           After I’d gone silent for a while to think, he cleared his throat and said, “Look, I’m willin’ to do anything for the money, Trell. Me and you ain’t blood so I don’t care what I gotta do. I can’t go back to prison, man. I got my job and shit goin’ too good in my life right now. I ain’t slangin’ no more and I don’t even hang with them niggas I used to hang with. You know I changed.”

           “I know, man,” I said. “But two stacks is two stacks. I got bills and shit, too.”

           “Bro, I just said I’m willin’ to do anything. You name it, I’ll do it. As long as you don’t tell nobody.”

           I thought about it some more for a second before telling him, “I’m vers and if you’re not down for some shit you’re probably not even thinking about, then this ain’t for you.”

           “What does vers mean?”

           “I like to get fucked and I like to fuck dudes. I know you’re not gonna pay me my money back so if I’m gonna give you two stacks, then you’re gonna have to let me fuck you.”

           He sighed and didn’t say anything for like a full minute. Finally, he sighed again and said, “Shit, I need the money. What time you want me to come over?”

           I damn near fainted on my stairs when I heard him say that. It took me a few seconds to pull myself together and realize he’d really just said that. I finally pulled myself together and told him, “Come by in like two hours. Can you do that?”

           “Yeah, I’m already off work. I can come over there in two hours.”

           “Okay. Just come right over. You don’t have to do anything or bring anything. I got everything we’ll need here.”

           “A’ight, bet.”

           “Oh, Jakar?”

           “Yeah?”

           “If you’re for real about all of this, send me some pics to show how for real you are about this. If you’re playin’ games then I’m not gonna give you the money.”

           “I ain’t playin’. What kind of pics you want?”

           “Be creative.”

           “Okay, I got you.”

           “Alright, see you when you get here.” I ended the call and continued up the stairs and into my bathroom.

           I’d just come home from the gym and I needed to shower. It had been a little over a year since I last topped somebody so I was relieved that all I had to do was take a shower and not douche my ass with my anal douche shower attachment. Jakar was gonna have to use that. As I showered, I kept thinking that he was gonna chicken out and call me back saying he’d rather go back to prison. Shit, I was still a little uneasy with doing it myself because of how close he was to me personally. I also hoped my brother wouldn’t stop by without texting or calling first.

                                                     Me (Trell)

           When it came to trade and DL niggas, you had to be careful. You have to be especially careful when the dude is hood like Jakar. Jakar used to be in one of the gangs in my old neighborhood. He got out after serving time in prison but he used to do bad shit with them. He also used to sell drugs with my brother. I’m glad they got out of that life but I knew they still had that hood mentality in them. For that reason, I needed pics of him just in case I had to keep him in check. He wouldn’t come at me if I had evidence to put the word out that he’d let me fuck him. It’s fucked up but it’s the only way to keep a nigga from trying to hurt you because of a trade situation you both agreed to.

           When I got out the shower, I went into my bedroom and put on lotion before putting on a pair of shorts and my sandals. I picked my phoned up and noticed my notification light was flashing. I unlocked the phone and saw that he’d sent me the pics. The first pic was a pic of him putting two fingers in his mouth as if he were sucking on them.

                                                      Jakar

           The next set of pics were freaky as fuck. At first, I thought he’d just looked up some freaky pics online but then I noticed his finger tattoos in some of the pics. It was definitely him because he had tattoos on most of his fingers. The moment I saw those pics, my dick got so hard that I had to caress it to calm it down.

           Them two hours flew by and before I knew it, he was knocking on my door. I went to the door in nothing but my shorts and opened it. I could tell by the way he stood there with his hands in his pocket that he wasn’t one hundred percent sure about it all. Nonetheless, I let him inside and after I closed and locked the door, he asked me, “Is anybody comin’ over here in the next few hours?”

           “No,” I replied. “You don’t have to worry, Jakar. Nobody is gonna know.”

           “Well, I’m here. Do what you want, bruh. I need the money and you’re gonna help me. If I gotta do some shit I’ve never even thought of before to get it, then I’m gonna do it.”

           To test him out, I stepped closer to him and put my hand on his lower back. He didn’t even flinch. I slid my hand down to his ass and felt on it and he still didn’t flinch. Satisfied with how he was handling it, I asked him, “Do you have a PayPal account or anything like that?”

           “Yeah, I got a PayPal.”

           “Alright, after we’re done I’ll get on my computer and transfer the money to your PayPal account. But for right now, let’s take this upstairs.”

           I headed up the stairs and he followed me. When we got into my bathroom, I had him take off everything. His body was as sexy as I thought it would be. I had to explain the douching process to him and he seemed okay with it until I actually tried to get him to put the anal inserter in his ass. He couldn’t build up the nerve to do it himself, so I did it for him. Luckily, he hadn’t eaten much that day because it didn’t take a long time to clean him out.

           “You did every time before you get fucked?” he asked me as he stepped into my shower to finish cleaning.

           “Yep,” I told him. “Every single time.”

           “How in the hell do you do that? That shit kinda hurts.”

           “Not as much as taking a hard dick.” I laughed a little and explained, “Getting fucked does hurt but it can get pleasurable when it’s done right. Have you ever heard of pegging?”

           “What’s that?”

           “It’s where a woman wears a strap-on dildo and fucks a man.”

           He laughed and said, “I ain’t never heard of no shit like that.”

           “Some guys like it because of the pleasure they get from having their prostate tapped.”

           “Man, you’re not gonna have me bleeding and shit, are you?”

           “No. I have good lube. I can’t cause that much damage to your ass. Besides, my dick ain’t even that big.”

           He turned around to rinse off the soap he’d lathered up on the front of his body. With his back to me, I got a good look at his ass and it made my dick hard again. I hadn’t gotten hard while helping him douche his ass but I was hard now. When he turned back around and noticed my dick was hard in my shorts, he smiled and shook his head. I watched him as he finished showering and even helped him dry off and put on lotion.

           “Be honest,” he said while following me into my bedroom. “You’ve always had a thing for me, haven’t you?”

           “I’ll admit, you’re sexy,” I admitted. “I’ve always thought that. But you’re my brother’s cousin. I know that doesn’t make us related since me and Junior have different mamas, but it’s kept me from ever trying you. Well, until now I haven’t tried you.”

           He sat down on my bed and asked, “So, you ready? Because I am.” He took off the towel from around his waist and dropped it to my floor before sitting on my bed.

           I stepped closer to him and asked, “Are you sure you’re ready for this?”

           He answered by putting his hand on my dick and feeling on it through my shorts. I pulled them down and he immediately began jacking me off. I couldn’t believe how comfortable he was with it but I wasn’t complaining. I grabbed the back of his head and made him put it closer to my dick. He started kissing on it without me having to tell him to. And then he jacked me off again while lightly licking the head.

           “Nope,” I said as I stopped him. “Put my dick in your mouth, boy. Suck on it like you were sucking on your fingers in that pic you sent me.”

           He looked up at me for a second and then opened his mouth and let me slide my dick into it. He wasn’t even sucking on it yet and it still felt good. When he wrapped his lips around my eight inches, I grew harder than ever. He wasn’t giving me the best blowjob I’d had but he was doing a decent job. I liked sloppy head so I forced my dick into his throat a few times to make him gag so I could get him to release some spit on my dick. He’d gotten my dick so wet that his spit was dripping down from it and onto the floor.

           “Yeah, suck that dick, nigga,” I told him as I made him deep throat me again.

           His dick was soft so I knew he wasn’t getting any pleasure out of sucking me. Knowing that he was forcing himself to suck me turned me on even more for some reason. Without me having to tell him, he ran his hands up and down my stomach and chest. He even played with my nipples a few times. Whenever I pulled my dick from his mouth, he immediately licked and sucked on my balls. I was so used to providing extensive oral to a top while neglecting my own needs that I was finding myself on the verge of busting a nut too soon several times.

           “Lay back,” I told him. “Let me show you some freaky shit.”

           He laid down on his back and I made him spread his legs and hold them back. His tight asshole had a little hair around it and had my dick so hard that I was ready to slide up in him and fuck him as hard as I could. However, I never let a dude run up in me without taking his time and at least getting me ready for the dick. So, I rubbed on Jakar’s asshole and teased him by pressing my thumb against it. He’d tighten up every time I did that and I’d hear him let out a sigh of relief each time I didn’t push it in. Instead of pushing my thumb in, I pressed my mouth to it and licked and sucked on it instead.

           “Ah,” he moaned as he clenched up and then quickly relaxed. “Fuck, nigga!”

           “You like how I rim that ass?” I asked him.

           “That shit feels good, yo.”

           I shoved my tongue deep into that ass and he moaned with a little squeal in his voice. That shit sounded so sexy. I got aggressive with it and licked and sucked on his asshole like it was gonna be the last ass I’d get to munch on. When I took a break and kissed his inner thighs, I noticed his dick was hard and standing up straight. Keeping his legs spread wide, I jacked him off and started sucking his dick. Since he was distracted by me sucking him, I took advantage and started fucking him with my middle finger.

           “Ooh, be easy, nigga,” he said while reaching down to grab my hand.

           “Relax,” I told him as I continued sliding my finger into him.

           His asshole was so tight and warm. I’d alternate between licking it and fingering him or fingering him while sucking his dick. It took me some time, but I managed to work two fingers and then three into his ass. I had him open enough for my dick so I climbed onto the bed and picked up my bottle of Astroglide. I lubed my dick up and put some more on my fingers to lube his ass up more than my saliva already had. After sitting the bottle back down on my nightstand, I got in between his legs and pressed the head of my dick against his asshole.

           “You ready?” I asked him. “Brace yourself for some pain.”

           “Go ahead,” he said back. “Shit, just do what you want.”

           “Tell me you want me to fuck you.”

           “What?”

           “Just say it.”

           He licked his lips and looked into my eyes as he told me, “Fuck me, Trell. I want you to fuck me.”

           I pushed the head of my dick into his asshole and even though he flinched a little, he didn’t panic or make me take my dick out. I must’ve gotten the angle right because he kept his legs pulled back for me until I was able to get comfortable and lowered myself onto him. I wasn’t going too deep inside of him as I pushed into him and pulled back. He put an arm around me and kept staring into my eyes as I fucked him. His asshole felt so fucking good on my dick.

           “You okay?” I asked him.

           “Yeah,” he answered. “That shit hurt but it ain’t as bad as I thought.” I pushed hard into him and he shouted, “Ah, fuck! Nigga, why you did that?”

           I giggled and offered, “My bad, man.”

           I kissed his cute ass to let him know I was sorry as I continued to fuck him. The more he relaxed and the more I opened him up, the deeper I went into him. His dick was still hard and every time he tried to control his asshole, his dick would pulsate and smack up against my stomach. The next time I kissed him, he kissed me back. He even shared a little tongue and spit with me.

           “Fuck me, Trell!” he called out when my dick went deep into him. “Ah fuck, nigga!”

           The sincerity in his voice did something to me and I found myself about to cum. I fucked him harder and told him, “I’m gonna cum!”

           “Bust that nut inside me, nigga!”

           And that did it. I collapsed on him and humped him deep as my dick shot cum into him. He grabbed and squeezed on my ass to keep me deep inside him. He then kissed me again and tightened his asshole around my dick. I didn’t know how much I needed that nut until it happened. After a little while, I pulled out of him and some of my cum rolled out of his ass and onto the towel I’d put on the bed. Wanting to see him nut, I grabbed his hard dick and began jacking him off.

           “Oh fuck!” he hollered. “Trell, you gonna make me nut. Nigga!”

           He jumped a few times as these thick shots of cum skeeted from his dick like a water sprinkler. I’d never seen someone cum that much outside of porn. I tried to suck him but he put an end to that because of how sensitive his dick was. After laughing with me and talking for a little while, we got up and took a shower together. Then, we got dressed and went back downstairs.

           “Alright,” I told him. “The money has been transferred to your PayPal account. It should show up by tomorrow morning in your account info.”

           “Thanks, Trell,” he said with a smile. “Man, I really owe you.”

           “Boy, you don’t owe me anymore after what we just did.”

           “Yeah but two stacks is a lot of money. I don’t want you to feel like I still owe you later.”

           “Jakar, I won’t.” I smiled and folded my arms as I asked, “You liked it, didn’t you?”

           “What? Nah, I ain’t like that gay shit.”

           “Mmm hmm, sure you didn’t.”

           “Look, all I know is I ain’t never nutted like that before. You got my ass sore as fuck, but I did catch a good fuckin’ nut. I thought you would’ve lasted longer than that, too.”

           “I usually can. Your ass is on another level, boy.”

           “For real?”

           “Hell yeah. I’d love to put my tongue and dick up in it again.”

           “How about tomorrow night?”

           “Shit, I’m down if you are.”

           “Hit me up then so I can know when to come over.”

           “Okay.”

           “Oh, and next time I will be returnin’ the favor. You fuck me and I’ll fuck you. You cool with that?”

           I grabbed his dick through his pants and told him, “Sounds good to me.”

           “Keep this shit between us. Okay?”

           “It stays between us.”

           “Good.” He kissed me again and then said, “I’ll hit you up later. I need to get home and get this money thing situated.”

           “Alright, later.” I walked him over to the door and let him out. Not a second after he was gone, I got a call from my brother.

           “Trell, you seen Jakar?” he asked me after I answered the call. “I’ve been tryin’ to call that nigga for like three hours today.”

           “Nope,” I lied with a smile on my face. “I haven’t heard from him or seen him this week.”

[Disclaimer]: Pictures used do not reflect the sexuality or personality of people in the pictures. They only serve as visual examples of the characters.

© D.A. Morrison 2018

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“B8 Buddy”

           It was the winter of 2011 and I’d been jacking off with this anonymous dude I met on the train for about a month. Every Thursday afternoon, we’d sit by each other on the train after work and if no one was around, we’d pull our dicks out and jackoff together. We only finished once on the train. Two other times, we’d finished in an alley not far from my stop. A fourth time, we busted nuts together in the train bathroom. It wasn’t until the fifth time that he asked me to come to his apartment so we could take our time.

                                       Me (with the phone) & Him

           “You can take your jacket off, bruh,” he said to me after leading me into a room with a mattress on the floor.

           I could tell that he hadn’t been living in the apartment for long because he hadn’t unpacked all of his boxes yet and there were a lot of boxes around. And with an apartment that spacious, I knew he either wasn’t living there alone or wouldn’t be living there alone for long. Since he was the only dude I’d ever jacked off with, I didn’t ask any questions because I didn’t want him asking me any questions. I liked that we didn’t even know each other’s names. That lowered the chance that anyone would ever know.

           “Put this on,” he said to me as he handed me a mask.

           “Why?” I asked.

           “Because I wanna record this.”

           “Okay.”

           We got naked and he handed me his phone as we got onto the floor mattress together. As usual, we didn’t kiss or anything like that. We just jacked off using spit as lube. The only difference this time was that I held his phone and recorded us. I was glad he came up with the mask idea because I had two babymamas and a girlfriend. Seeing how hard his dick was made my dick super hard. When I laid back and spread my legs, he took advantage and got in between my legs. That turned me on even more.

           Now we were getting more into it than usual. I always knew if we had a more secluded spot to beat off together, then it would be better. Before I met him, I’d always been curious to how it would be jacking off with another dude but I could never build up the nerve to try it. The moment I locked eyes with him on the train that first time, something told me to just whip my dick out and I did it. He whipped his out, too.

           “Damn, nigga,” he said as he jacked his dick a little slower. “This shit hot as fuck, bruh.”

           “Hell yeah,” I agreed.

           “Get it from a different angle.”

           I moved the phone up to record us from a different angle and continued jacking my dick with him. Now that we were actually naked for the first time around each other, I took time to admire his body. He was admiring mine, too. Still, we kept touching to a minimum. I don’t think either of us were ready to go that far.

           “Ah shit, nigga,” he called out as he jacked his dick harder and faster. “Yo, I’m gonna bust!”

           His cum shot all over me and caused me to bust a nut almost immediately. I lifted up a little and called out, “Shit, I’m gonna nut!”

           Covered in both of our cum, I handed the phone to him and he recorded the huge amount of cum that had landed on me. He laughed a little as he asked, “You ain’t busted all week neither, have you?”

           “Nope,” I replied with a laugh.

           We both got up and he dashed into the bathroom for a few seconds and came back with warmed wet rags and towels. We cleaned off and without saying anything else to each other, I left and headed home. The following Thursday, I saw him on the train and sat beside him. Just as I was about to whip my dick out, he stopped me and told me he couldn’t do it anymore because his pregnant girlfriend had moved in with him and that’s why he’d just moved into my area. I congratulated him on the baby and that was the last time I saw him. I assume he got a job somewhere else and didn’t have to ride that same train anymore. That’s just how it goes sometimes in the DL world. I ended up finding new jackoff buddies over the years. I do sometimes wonder if he ever found another buddy to jackoff with though.

[Disclaimer]: Pictures used do not reflect the sexuality or personality of people in the pictures. They only serve as visual examples of the characters.

© D.A. Morrison 2018