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You have a Google drive? What's the link?

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1DxAMHDLaHvN6_DShmJDhlrEVGLwchYQI

I had to reupload one of them because someone reported it and Google took it down. If they take down the others, I won’t reupload because it’ll become pointless. I had no idea Google Docs didn’t allow “nudity” just like Tumblr smh @fuckyouvalle

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"Under One Roof"

*NOTE: THIS STORY IS BEST VIEWED USING LAPTOP/DESKTOP OR GOOGLE DOCS After getting in a fight with my friend and roommate, I moved in with my sister, her boyfriend Calvin, and Calvin’s best friend Reggie in early January. They had a three-bedroom apartment and were h...

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“Late Night Refuge”

           Ray made it his mission to annoy the fuck out of me that night. My mom had been married to Ray for about six years and he went from being an alright person to being this constantly angry man. It was like no matter how hard I tried to stay on his good side, he always found something to bitch about. So, I’d just gotten off of work that night and was in my room minding my business when he barged in like a crazy person to get on me about tracking dirt into the house when I walked in. We had a back and forth argument and then this nigga decided to push me in my own room. Needless to say, it got out of hand.

           “No!” my mama screamed as she tried to keep me from hitting Ray back. “Khalid, stop it!”

           “Move ma!” I shouted. “I don’t wanna hurt you but this nigga just put his hands on me! I am a grown ass man!”

           “Then act like it,” Ray said.

           “Ma, move!” I managed to get around her for a second and popped Ray one good time in the jaw. He stumbled back and fell, hitting the back of his head hard on my doorknob on his way down.

           “Oh my God!” my mama cried as she bent down to help him. When she touched the back of his head and saw blood on her hand, she looked back at me and screamed, “Get out!”

           “Are you for real? You’re throwing me out? He put his hands on me first.”

           “If you don’t leave this house right now, I will call the police.” She turned her attention back to Ray and asked him, “Are you okay, baby?”

           “I’m okay, Kim,” he told her. After they stood back up, he looked at me and said, “I want you out of this house.”

           “You know what, fuck it! I’ll move out. I’m sick of this shit anyway. I work and pay bills around here but I don’t get treated like an adult! When you’re not treating me like a kid, you’re treating me like I’m a criminal even though I’ve never been in trouble. I finished high school and tech school and I am gonna own my own mechanics shop one day. When I make it, I don’t wanna hear shit from you.”

           “Whatever,” said Ray. “You have done nothing but make your mother upset lately. You come in at odd hours on the weekends, bringing your little boyfriends of the night in here with you.”

           “Oh, so we’re back to you having a problem with me being gay?” I sat down so that I could unplug and shut down my MacBook while also getting on my phone to text a friend. I looked at my mama and told her, “I hope you enjoy throwing your only child out over a bigot, ma.”

                                            Me (Khalid Mosley)

           “He is not a bigot,” she snapped. “He’s right, you have no respect for us. You bring guys over here and play loud music so we can’t hear you in here having sex. It’s disrespectful, Khalid.”

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“Practice Makes Perfect”

           I will never forget my greatest sexual experience. It was back in 2007 during my freshman year of college. I was back home in Leimert Park visiting for the weekend ready to have some fun but none of my close friends were home that weekend. My little sister was now a senior at my old high school and although we made plans to hang out, she decided to abandon our plans so that she could go on a double date with her best friend and two guys they’d met the prior week at the mall. I would’ve been mad at her if I weren’t so damn proud.

           “Leave your hair alone, Riley,” I said to her from my bedroom. “It looks great already.”

           She appeared in my doorway and asked, “How in the hell did you know I was messing with my hair?”

           “Because I know you. Sis, you’ve been on a million dates already. Relax.”

           “Ryan, you don’t understand how fine this boy is. He’s way finer than the boy who likes Candace. I cannot wait for Candace to get here. I know they’re probably already waiting on us.”

           I sat up in bed and said, “Well, I hope you have fun while I’m here bored out of my mind.”

           “Aw, Ryan.” She sat down on the other end of my bed and offered, “I’m sorry for changing my plans on you but I had no idea Chris and Jason were going to ask me and Candace out on a double date. How about we go shopping tomorrow? I know you probably want to take something cute back to Berkeley on Sunday.”

           “Sounds good…only if you agree to pay for food afterwards.”

           “Okay, deal.” The sound of a car horn blowing outside caused her to jump up from my bed. She headed back towards my door but turned back and said, “I hope you find something to do tonight, big brother.”

           “Yeah, like watching TV with mama and dad.” I rolled my eyes and smiled as I told her, “Have fun on your date.”

                                          Me (Ryan Campbell)

           “You know I will. Goodnight.” She hurried out of my room and I soon heard her footsteps going downstairs.

           I moved over to my window and looked down just as she was running out to her friend Candace’s car. They sped off down the street and the moment they turned the corner, Tremaine’s Camaro drove in from the other direction. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing at first but immediately snapped back into reality as he pulled into his driveway. Tremaine Brooks was a boy who was on my high school’s football team and lived next door. He’d also been the guy I thought about the most whenever I masturbated.

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“I Care 4 U”

          The rain was pouring down that Saturday night as if it were coming from an enormous showerhead directly above Baton Rouge. The date was February 14, 2015 and I was ready for Valentine’s Day to be over. Yet again, I didn’t have a boyfriend or even someone to fake it with for some V-Day dick; therefore, I was over it. Still recovering from a cold, I was feeling good enough to try out a new anal toy I’d purchased from Amazon. My dinner consisted of a fruit salad with a caramel drizzle and water, so douching was a breeze. It was a quarter to eleven and I was all set for some vibrating action when there was a knock at my bedroom door. I put on my robe and opened the door to see my roommate Brendon standing there.

          “Taye, please tell me you have some lube,” he said while barging into my room.

          “Hold up,” I snapped. “How are you just gonna roll up in my room like that? What if I would’ve had somebody up in here?”

          He looked around and smirked as he said, “You don’t. Anyway, I need lube. Greg got a hotel suite for us and told his wife he’s out of town for the weekend. He can’t use his debit card because his wife monitors the account and he spent the little cash he had in his wallet on the suite. You know I’m broke as fuck until my next paycheck.”

          “You better be glad I have extra.” I went over to my nightstand and grabbed one of my bottles of naturally scented edible lubricant. I handed it to him and suggested, “You shouldn’t be sleeping with some woman’s husband.”

          “Bitch please, you’ve seen him on Facebook. That man is the epitome of fine.”

          “He is but I’d feel guilty as fuck. I don’t see how you do it.”

          “Taye, the man is more into fem bitches like me than he is into his wife. He likes to suck dick and fuck an asshole.” He noticed the way I was looking and shook his head before asking, “So, you’d never give a brotha in need some ass if he’s married or in a serious relationship?”

          “No. It’s not my thing.”

          “Okay, but what about a guy who was with someone you knew? Would you fuck around with one our friends’ exes? Hell, would you fuck around with one of mine?”

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The Stairwell.pdf

A short (short) story about a teen, a mistaken text, and a freaky encounter in a school stairwell.

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I’m in the middle of a writing groove with my next Wattpad story, so I’m putting the short stories on pause for a minute. For those of you who haven’t read my all of my stories, now would be a good time to check out my directories.

https://morrisondauthor.tumblr.com/directory1

https://morrisondauthor.tumblr.com/directory2

I will begin posting my next Wattpad story in January btw…

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“The Crossed Line”

           My sister’s boyfriend Malik Hubbard was possibly the sexiest dude I’d ever laid eyes on. I rarely found myself hung up on a dude but I’d 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 I’d been experiencing a million times worse. I didn’t 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, Malik’s 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 wasn’t 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 that’s all they were. It all could’ve been in my head. And even if it wasn’t all in my head, he was my sister’s boyfriend. I couldn’t cross that line even if I wanted to.

           “Bryce,” Malik called out from the living room. “You can bring me another beer from the fridge?”

           “Yeah, I got you,” 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.

           “Thanks.” He popped off the top and took a few quick sips from it before asking, “You gonna watch the game here tonight or are you going somewhere?”

           “I’m gonna watch it here. You?”

           “My boys want me to watch it with them at the club but I know if I go I’ll drink too much and I gotta work in the morning. I’m just gonna watch it here.”

           “Oh okay.” I sat down on the other end of the sofa and started eating my sandwich. “Man, what are you watching?”

           He laughed and answered, “Some weird ass comedy movie. You can turn it if you want to.” He slid the remote over to me and I changed the channel to BET. “Hey, I meant to ask you who that dude was that came over here late last night. He work with you or something?”

           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 hadn’t been fucked in over three months so the last thing I needed was a dude with an eleven inch dick—known for showing my ass no mercy—to 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)

           “Or something,” I replied before taking another bite from my sandwich.

           “Why you didn’t let him in the house? I could’ve left if y’all needed some privacy.”

           “I bought some weed from him, man. That was it.”

           “Oh.” He lounged back on the sofa and laughed at a scene from The Parkers on TV. “That Kim is a trip, man.” His phone started playing some song and he quickly pulled it from his pocket and answered. “Wassup baby? Yeah, I flipped the mattress on Friday after you left. No, Bryce hasn’t had people in and out of the house. Okay. Love you, too.” He ended the call and put his phone back in his pocket.

           “What did Sierra want other than knowing if I’d had people in the house?”

           “She wanted to know if I flipped the mattress or not.”

           “Flipped the mattress? Dang, what y’all be doing?”

           He laughed and explained, “Nah, she spilled a lot of coffee on it and the smell has been strong for a while.”

           “Mmm hmm, sure.”

           “I’m for real, B. We don’t go at it that hard. If we did I’m sure you’d hear it.” He paused and sat up to ask, “You don’t hear us, do you?”

           “No.”

           “Cool. I don’t want you to get mad one day and knock my head off.”

           I laughed a little and asked, “Why would I do that?”

           “Because some dudes trip when it comes to their sisters. I don’t have a sister but if I did, I wouldn’t even want to think of some dude being with her.”

           “That kind of stuff never bothered me with Sierra or with Andrea because they always have decent boyfriends.”

           “So you think I’m decent?” He flashed that sexy smile of his and I couldn’t help but get horny.

           “Yeah, you’re decent. You don’t cheat on her and you never stay out late. Shit, you’ve been hanging around here all weekend.”

           “That’s because I’m a homebody. I could say the same about you. You only go to the clubs with your boys like every now and then.”

           “I guess that’s something we have in common then.” I went back to eating my sandwich but unknown to him, my dick was hard.

           I did feel guilty for being attracted to my sister’s boyfriend, but only to a certain extent. I can’t help who I’m 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 didn’t help. The only way I was going to be over it was to truly test him. To truly test him meant I’d have to do some heavy persuading if I was able to make the initial breakthrough. I’d 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 wasn’t one hundred percent sure the curiosity existed. Him looking at me while I was sagging could’ve 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 didn’t go well or he was ready to kill me, then all I’d 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.

           “You finished in here?” he asked while grabbing his crotch. “Because I gotta piss.”

           “It’s all yours, man,” 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 didn’t 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. I’m 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 couldn’t stand being approached by them. I wanted to be the pursuer or at least the one who initiates the situation. That’s why I wanted to put Malik to the test so badly, I loved the chase.

                                              Malik Hubbard

           “The Broncos need to win this,” he said after walking out of the kitchen with his fifth bottle of Heineken. He sat back down beside me on the sofa.

           “They probably won’t,” I told him. “Cam ain’t no joke this season, man.”

           “True but Denver got that topnotch defense. There won’t be too many touchdowns tonight, so it’s gonna come down to defense.” He took a sip from his beer and burped. “I got mad respect for Cam but tonight ain’t his night. You a Panthers fan?”

           “Not really but I’ve been watching Cam Newton all season.” I wasn’t even going to admit that the reason why I watched Cam Newton was because I could picture myself getting fucked by him. “That dude can throw and run. One of the best quarterbacks in the league.”

           “That’s true.”

           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 can’t 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 he’d 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.

           “Malik,” I said, catching his attention from the TV, “how long had it been since you’d been in a relationship before you met my sister?”

           “Why do you ask?”

           “I’m just curious.”

           “I met your sister about eight months after I’d been dumped by my last girlfriend.”

           “Dumped?”

           “Yeah. She had a problem with me having female friends, even my lesbian female friends.” He laughed and shook his head.

           “She dumped you for that?”

           “Yep. The sad thing about it is I never cheated on her. I’ve never cheated on any woman I’ve ever been with.”

           Hearing him admit that put serious doubts in my head, but I continued my test. I turned towards him and asked, “Have you ever wanted to?”

           “Wanted to what?”

           “Cheat.”

           “I’ve been tempted but it’s just something I could never see myself doing.”

           “I feel you but it’s some fine ass women out there, man. I’m single and I can promise you you’re missing out. Ain’t no pussy like new pussy, right?”

           He chuckled and replied, “That saying becomes played out when you find the right pussy, trust me.” He finished his beer and stood up. “You want another cold one?”

           “Nah and I think that should be your last.”

           “True but I wanna celebrate. My team won the Super Bowl.”

           “There are other ways to celebrate than drinking.” 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.

           “Damn, you’re right. I have had enough.”

           “You know, my sister is a lucky woman.”

           “Why you say that?”

           “She not only managed to get an upstanding and decent guy, but also an attractive one.” When I said that, his eyebrows tilted up a little. “I don’t wanna make you feel uncomfortable by saying you’re a good looking dude, so sorry if it makes you uncomfortable.”

           “Nah, it’s cool.”

           “Some dudes trip when another dude compliments them.”

           “Only the ones that aren’t confident in who they are. I have gay dudes compliment me all the time and they’re always shocked when I say thanks or that I’m flattered.”

           It was time for me to step it up a notch. I thought about how I’d ask him before finally asking, “Have you ever thought about them…in that way?”

           “No but not because I’m 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 don’t know if it’s because they’re afraid of getting rejected or if there’s something about the way I look, but I’ve never actually been propositioned by a man to do anything with him.”

           “So if another man were to go further, you’d actually consider it?”

           “I’ve never been in the situation so I can’t say. I’d have to be propositioned.”

           “But if…”

           I couldn’t 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 I’d actually have to ask him to get a response. I was absolutely certain by that point that he knew I was bisexual. It wasn’t a done deal yet but I knew if I played my cards right then I’d be getting fucked that night.

           “I’m bi,” I began, “but I rarely hook up with guys. That guy who came over here late last night was the last guy I had a thing with. He’s married and when he started to feel guilty about it, he stopped hitting me up for three months.”

           “So you haven’t hooked up with another man in three months?”

           “Exactly. I’ve been with women but haven’t been fucked in a long time.”

           “How long have you been bisexual?”

           “Since I was eighteen.”

           “Damn. I had a feeling you got down like that but I wasn’t sure. You hide it well, man.” He picked up the remote and turned the TV off before asking, “What makes you want to get fucked by a dude?”

           “It’s 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 you’ve been looking at it.”

           He laughed and admitted, “Okay, yeah I’ve been looking.”

           “Does it make your dick hard?”

           “Nah, but this conversation is making my dick hard.” He grabbed his crotch to show me he was semi-hard. “You said you like to be manhandled, right?”

           “Yeah.”

           “Well I like to be dominant.”

           “You wanna dominate me?”

           “Persuade me to, Bryce.”

           I moved closer to him and told him, “What happens between you and me will stay between you and me. And if you wanna stop, we can stop. So, how about it?”

           “Close but no cigar, man.”

           “I know you’re horny. My sister has been gone all weekend. When was the last time you came?”

           “Six days ago with your sister.”

           “Come on, man; let me pull that six day built up nut out of that dick. I know you’re ready for a release.” I stood up from the sofa. “You can take all your tension out on this ass.” 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. “It’s ready for you.”

           “Come get this dick, B.”

           I turned back to see he’d 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.

           “I like it sloppy,” he revealed. “Make it nasty, nigga.”

           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 wasn’t my favorite thing to do but with Malik’s 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 him—he had to be over nine inches—but 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.

           “Man hold up,” he said, laughing. “You’re gonna make me nut. Time out, bruh.” He rubbed on his wet dick. “Shit, you wasn’t playing.”

           “That dick good, nigga,” I told him.

           “You suck dick better than any chick I’ve ever been with.”

           “Including my sister?”

           “Hell yeah including her. I have never came from head before. You almost got me.”

           “What can I say? Men know how to suck dick best.”

           “I see that now.” He stood up and pulled his sweatpants and boxers all the way down. “Get back on it.”

           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 he’d 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.

           “Ah yeah,” he moaned. “You make me feel so good, Bryce. Damn.”

           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 he’d never had his ass licked before. He wouldn’t lift his legs so I couldn’t 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.

           “Take those clothes off and get up here,” 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 must’ve remembered me telling him I hadn’t 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.

           “I don’t have condoms,” I told him. “Do you?”

           “No, your sister is on the pill. I’m clean though.”

           “I am too, but I’ve never been fucked without a condom. I don’t even know what it feels like.”

           “It’ll probably feel warmer. Come on bruh, let me in that ass.”

           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.

           “You ready for it?” he asked me.

           “I’ve been waiting over a year for this. Hell yeah I’m ready for it.”

           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. I’d 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.

           “You are tight as fuck,” he said through clenched teeth. “Feels like you got a vise-grip on my dick. You need more Vaseline?”

           “No, I’m good. How does my sister take all of this dick?”

           “All 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.” He smacked my ass. “I wanna fuck you deep, B.”

           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 wasn’t sure if he’d be comfortable with that. I really didn’t 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 wasn’t 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 didn’t start pounding on me but he did start a quick rhythm. It wasn’t 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 I’d cum too fast because his dick felt so good deep in my ass. The friction just felt so fucking good.

           “You can take this dick, B,” he called out while smacking my ass. “Take this fucking dick.”

           “Make me take it, nigga,” I said back. “Fuck this ass.”

           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. I’d seen porn videos where dudes’ asses get creamy but it had never happened to me before until the night Malik fucked me.

           “Suck this cream off my dick,” he ordered. I turned around and sat up to see his dick looked like I’d nutted all over it. I stuffed it in my mouth. “Oh fuck that shit feel good. Clean that dick off, you freaky ass nigga.”

           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 couldn’t 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 I’d 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 I’d let him in for some more.

           “You ready to tap out?” he asked. “I can jackoff to nut if you can’t take anymore.”

           “Let me ride it again,” 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 wasn’t 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.

           “Keep going, baby,” he said while looking into my eyes. “Make me cum. Make that dick cum, nigga.”

           “You wanna cum in my ass?”

           “Hell yeah.”

           “Fill this ass, Malik. Pump all that hot nut into this ass, bruh!” I rode him harder and pinched his sexy nipples.

           “Oh my God! Ah shit, Bryce! Nigga!”

           I didn’t 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. I’d never made a dude cum that hard before. He was grunting and breathing all heavy like he’d 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.

           “I ain’t never came that much,” he admitted. “That buildup was no joke, huh?”

           “I’d say,” I responded while standing up. “Damn, you creamed my ass.” I rubbed on my dripping asshole. “That shit felt good as fuck, my dude. You got some good dick, no bullshit.”

           “You got some good throat muscles.” He laughed and I laughed a little. “Shit, you need to wake me up with that head whenever your sister ain’t here.”

           “So you want this to be a regular thing?”

           “Fuck yeah. I can fuck you and her on the regular as long as it stays between me and you.”

           “I’d be cool with that, but I can’t.”

           He seemed surprised by me saying that. He stood up from the sofa and asked, “Why not?”

           “My sister is crazy about you and you’re crazy about her. We shouldn’t 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 it’s like to get fucked by you, I can move on.”

           “You’re still gonna move out, aren’t you?”

           “Yeah. You and Sierra need your space. I’m a third wheel up in here.”

           “Are you sure? Because I can handle you being here without us fucking again.”

           “It ain’t about that. I know what we did hasn’t changed anything but I still gotta go.”

           “Alright, I understand. But hey since we’re not gonna make this a regular thing, can I fuck you one more time?”

           “Damn, was it that good to you?”

           “Yes. You had my toes all curled up and shit. I’ll never get another opportunity to do this again because there’s only one you. Other dudes ain’t you, Bryce. And I damn sure ain’t about to go out looking for a dude just to get a nut when I’m not even attracted to dudes like that. So can I get the ass one more time tonight or do I have to take it?”

           I looked at him and smiled before saying, “You’re gonna have to take it, nigga.”

           “Is that right?” He stepped up to me with a smile on his face. “Get that ass over here.” 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 didn’t know wouldn’t 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 he’d probably give me whenever we’d be around other people. He’d never forget the tightness of my ass or my deep throating skills, and I’d 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.

© D.A. Morrison 2016

[morrisondauthor]

“Goon” – Part 1

           After my boyfriend was gunned down outside a nightclub, I slowly turned into someone I recognized less and less every time I looked in the mirror. My relationship with Devon was the only serious relationship I’d had. Like me, he was out and was accepted by his family. We were back and forth in high school but we got serious after we graduated. One Sunday morning in his apartment, he asked me to marry him and I told him yes. The following weekend, he went out to the club with his friends and was shot in the head during a fight he wasn’t even involved in. Two years later, I still wasn’t over it. I still grieved. And my grief was destroying me little by little.

           How do you talk to someone and then just a little over an hour later they’re gone? He called me and told me he’d get his friends to drop him off at my place after they left the club. My last words to him were, “Don’t get pissy drunk at the club.” He laughed and told me he wouldn’t and then hung up. That truly was it. That was the last time I talked to him. I didn’t even get to tell him I loved him one last time. I always thought we’d be together forever so I never even let any other possibility enter my mind. Instead of it going the way I always thought it would, it went horribly wrong.

           “When is your next appointment, Kal?” my best friend and coworker Denise asked me.

           “In about two hours,” I told her. “Why?”

           “You wanna grab an early lunch?”

           “I’m not really hungry.”

           “Bitch, please. You know you want some jerk chicken from Fire Jerk down on Garfield Boulevard.”

           Just hearing her mention that jerk chicken made my stomach growl. So I locked up my station and told her, “Let’s go get some then.”

           “My car or yours?”

           “Yours. I don’t feel like going by the gas station until after I get off.”

           “I hear that. Come on.”

           We left Rochelle’s Hair Salon in Denise’s Toyota Camry and headed to one of the best Jamaican spots in Chicago. As usual, we got our food and decided to sit out in her car and eat while listening to music. It was during moments like that where I’d finally stop thinking about Devon. Of course, I’d feel guilty as fuck later for not thinking about him, but those brief moments were the only peace I’d get out of any given day. And then, something would happen to make me remember.

                                          Me (Kaldrick Paine)

           “I’m gonna go get me a bag of gummy bears to take back to work,” I told Denise as I opened the passenger side door to get out.

           “Wait,” she said, stopping me. “I can drive you around after I’m done eating.”

           “Girl, finish your food. It’s just around the corner.”

           “Alright but don’t take long. You know shit can get crazy in a matter of seconds around here.”

           “Yeah, yeah.” I laughed as I closed the door and walked around the corner to a nearby convenience store.

           I made my way into the store and after grabbing a small bag of gummy bears to eat as a snack in between clients at the salon, headed to the front of the store to pay for them. While waiting in line, I happened to look over and saw some bags of Ruffles cheddar and sour cream chips. Those were Devon’s favorite chips. And just like that, I couldn’t do anything but think about him. I was thinking about him so much that I didn’t realize I was next in line to pay the cashier.

           “I’m sorry,” I told him as tears began to fill my eyes. I pulled out my wallet to get the money out and before I could pay, something strange happened.

           “Yo, I got it,” said this raspy but calming voice. “Just ring his stuff up with mine, bruh.”

           I turned to see this guy who looked very familiar with tattoos all over his arms and neck standing there. I almost told him I could buy my own damn gummy bears but I got caught up trying to remember where I knew him from. He paid for my stuff along with his and then flashed me a smile before walking out of the store. I thought about it for a quick second and then hurried outside and called out, “Bryan. Bryan Wilson?”

                                    Bryan “B-Murda” Wilson

           He stopped by his car, turned around and said, “Yeah, shorty. What’s good?”

           “You went to Paul Robeson High, right?”

           “Yeah.”

           “Do you remember me? Kaldrick Paine. We had…”

           “Mr. Jackson’s algebra class together. Yo, I remember you, shorty.” He laughed and looked around for a quick second before stepping over to me. “Damn, I thought I remembered you from somewhere when I was in the store. What you been up to?”

           “I went to cosmetology school after graduating and I do hair.”

           “Never left the southside, huh?”

           “You know it. What about you?”

           “Oh, I’ve been around.” He looked around again and then asked me, “You still with ol’ boy? Uh…what was his name?”

           “Devon Mowry.”

           “Yeah, dude with the dimples.” He laughed again before saying, “You and him were like a married couple back then.”

           I stopped smiling as I told him, “We’re not together anymore. He um…he got shot about two years ago.”

           The look in his eyes changed as he asked, “Are you serious?”

           “Yeah. It happened outside a club.”

           “Kaldrick, I’m sorry, man. Damn. Why would anybody wanna shoot a dude like Devon? He was cool with everybody.”

           “There was this fight and he was just at the wrong place at the wrong time.”

           “Did they get who did it?”

           “No but they’re probably dead anyway knowing how it goes around here. All I know is the two dudes who were fighting were named Dirtty and Maverick. Either them two or somebody from their groups started shooting.”

           “You said Dirtty? His name got two t’s?”

           “Yeah.”

           “Hmm.”

           I quickly remembered Denise was waiting on me, so I backed away and told him, “I gotta get back to work. My lunch break is over.”

           “A’ight, shorty. It was good seein’ you, for real.”

           “You, too. Take care, man.” I turned and headed back around the corner to where Denise’s car was parked. After climbing back in, I told her, “Sorry girl, I just ran into somebody from my high school.”

           “Ooh, was he fine?”

           “Ugh, I don’t know. I never thought of him like that, not even back in the day. Besides, he’s straight and you know I don’t look at men who I know are straight like that. Anyway, let’s get back to the salon before Rochelle start trippin’ over us taking a long break.”

           As she drove us back to the shop, I thought about Bryan. Back in high school, everybody called him B-Murda but I always called him Bryan. Unlike some of the hateful ass boys at school, Bryan was actually cool with everybody, including openly gay students like me and Devon. He hung out with the ain’t shit boys but he was always slightly different than them. He dropped out in tenth grade and I remember seeing him up until Christmas of that year. After that, he disappeared. That day in the convenience store was my first time seeing him in over seven years. I had no idea that my little run-in with him that day would be the start of it all.

           After work, I did my usual routine. I paid whatever bills were due or ran an errand or picked up some groceries and went home. I rarely went out with friends or did anything fun. I just stayed home and watched TV or listened to music. I cooked and I cleaned to keep busy most of the time, but I stayed home nonetheless. What was the point of going out? Find someone to replace Devon with? Become yet another stranger to myself? It was better to just work and sleep and eat. At least I was living.

           “What did you cook?” Denise asked me over the phone.

           “Just a cheeseburger and some tater tots,” I told her. “Something quick and simple.”

           “True. Shit, you need to teach me how to cook. It’s one of the reasons why I can’t keep a damn man.”

           I laughed and said, “I’m sure some dude can enjoy burnt bologna sandwiches as long as the pussy is good.”

           “I wish. Nope, these niggas want you to have a five-star pussy and cook them a five-star meal. And then after you give them some five-star pussy and cook them that five-star meal, they tell you they have a whole girlfriend already. Trifling asses.”

           “See, now you’re talking about the ain’t shit niggas. They’re different than…” I was interrupted by somebody else calling my phone. “Denise, hold up. I got another call.” I switched over to the other line and asked, “Hello?”

           “Kaldrick!” my friend Marco shouted on the other end. “Oh my God, you need to get down here!”

           I quickly sat up and asked, “Marco, what is it?”

           “I’m at the Burger King on South Halsted Street. Somebody just did a drive-by and I’m not walking from here to the train. I need a ride.”

           “Okay, I’ll be right there. Just hold on.” I switched back over to Denise and told her, “That’s Marco. Some fools just did a drive-by over on Halsted Street and he’s scared to leave the Burger King. I gotta go get him.”

           “Damn. I’ll drive out that way, too.”

           “See you there then.” I ended the call and put on my shoes and grabbed my keys and wallet.

           By the time both me and Denise arrived there, cops were everywhere. We parked at the Burger King and climbed out. As we were going into the Burger King, I saw three white plastic coverings on the ground which meant three people were dead. Marco was looking out of one of the restaurant windows drinking a cup of soda.

           “Did you see what happened?” I asked him.

           “No,” he answered. “I just heard a bunch of gunshots and ran in up in here so I wouldn’t get hit. They haven’t shot anybody over on this street since April so I thought it was safe to walk through here tonight. Damn, nowhere is fucking safe!”

           “Let’s just get outta here,” Denise said.

           We walked out and as we were heading to our cars, I heard some boy say, “They shot Dirtty and his homies up, man. Killed all three of them niggas, man.”

           I swear when I heard that, it was like someone knocked all of the breath out of me. I’d known since the night Devon was shot that it was because of some dude named Dirtty and another dude he was fighting named Maverick. It wasn’t until I was almost to Marco’s house that I remembered telling Bryan earlier that day who shot Devon. There was no doubt in my mind that it was Bryan and his boys who killed Dirtty and his boys. I honestly didn’t know how to feel about it.

           “Thanks for the ride, Kal,” Marco told me once we got to his house. “You wanna come in?”

           “Nah, I gotta get back home,” I told him. “Tell your mama and sister I said hey.”

           “Okay. See you later, baby boy.”

           “Bye.” I waited until he was inside his house before I drove away.

           I tried not to think the worst of Bryan as I headed back home but it was hard not to. If there was one thing I hated more than goons it was goons who shot people all the time. I lost Devon to that bullshit. But on the other hand, one of the guys responsible for Devon’s death was now dead. So, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t somewhat relieved that his killer was no longer free to kill others. No one talked to the cops because the cops didn’t give a shit, so it wasn’t like Devon’s killers would ever be sent to prison. Maybe their deaths was the only justice I could get. Either way, I just wanted to get into my apartment and lock the door.

           “Kal,” said that voice, scaring the shit out of me.

           I turned to see Bryan approaching me with a duffle bag. Tears began to form in my eyes as I asked him, “How did you know where I live? Did you follow me?”

           “Nah, I found out another way. Look, I got somethin’ for you.” He unzipped the duffle bag and showed me what was inside.

           After seeing a few rolls of money and jewelry, I stepped back and told him, “No, thank you.”

           “It’s what’s owed to you, shorty.”

           “I don’t want it.”

           “Listen, I know you probably already heard about what happened tonight and them niggas had it comin’. Devon was a good dude. He ain’t deserve that shit. So yeah, I shot Dirtty and his boys. And I snatched they chains and shit and all the money they had in they pockets.”

           “Why are you telling me this?”

           “Because…” He dropped the duffle bag at my feet before backing away and telling me, “Just take the jewelry to a pawn shop on the northside or somethin’. You can keep all the money from it.”

           “Bryan…”

           “I gotta go, shorty. This shit ain’t over with. Maverick and his niggas gotta go, too.”

           “No, don’t. No more killing, please.” The tears finally managed to fall from my eyes. “Bryan, I’m not sure if I can deal with this emotionally.”

           “I’m doin’ this to help. Them niggas don’t have a code. That’s why they killed Devon and didn’t even care. Devon wasn’t with no gangs or no squads. He ain’t deserve that shit. You ain’t deserve that. You think I ain’t notice that look in your eye earlier today in that store? Them niggas took away somethin’ special to you, somethin’ that made you who you were. I can’t let that go.”

           “Why? You haven’t seen me in years. You probably never thought about me before today. Why do you care, Bryan?!”

           Without saying another word, he put his arm around me and kissed my lips with so much passion that it made my knees weak. I honestly don’t know what made me kiss him back but I did. Since my apartment door was on the back end of the hall, I wasn’t worried that anyone would catch us. Still, I stopped kissing him and backed away.

           “I have thought about you,” he told me. “I knew who you were the moment I saw you earlier today in that store. You think I could forget about them pretty eyes?”

           “I don’t understand,” I said while looking into his eyes. “You’ve never even looked at me in that way. Why now?”

           “I always liked you. But you were with Devon and I respected that. He was good for you. Shit, he was better for you than I could ever be. I never stopped thinkin’ about you though. When I was locked up…”

           “You were in prison?”

           “I did four years and six months for armed robbery. I thought about you a lot, Kal. I actually thought you’d left Chicago because before today, I’ve never seen you around.”

           “I can’t leave. This is where Devon called home and…” I started crying again and he hugged me.

           “Shorty, I promise you I won’t let anything happen to you. You got my word.” He stopped hugging me and said, “Let me see your phone.”

           “Why?”

           “Just unlock it and let me see it.” I unlocked my phone and gave it to him. He did something with it and then handed it back to me and told me, “I stored my private number on it. Call me later tonight after midnight. I gotta go.”

           “Wait, Bryan.”

           “What?”

           I hugged him and told him, “Please, be careful.” He kissed me again before leaving.

           Wasting no time, I picked the duffle bag up and hurried into my apartment. I locked the door and after taking a few deep breaths, I turned the duffle bag upside down and emptied everything out onto my sofa. The three rolls of money totaled up to $9,000 dollars. There were five gold chains, three gold rings and three gold diamond Rolex watches. At first, I didn’t know what to think. Then, out of nowhere, I just started laughing. Even as tears rolled down my face, I laughed. I don’t know if I was losing my mind or what, but that laugh felt so good. After the laugh came the sudden realization that for the first time since I lost Devon, I’d kissed someone. That kiss was only just the beginning.

[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 2017

[morrisondauthor]

“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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“In-Laws”

I walked into my house after a long and exhausting week at work, all I could think about was getting something to eat and getting a glass of wine. I put the bags of stuff down on the counter and walked back to my room. I sat down on my bed and took off my shoes, I then went to my dresser and got some comfortable clothes out to put on after my shower.

 After my shower, I went back to the kitchen to start the food I was cooking. It was just me nowadays, so it was really no need to cook a big meal, but I just couldn’t help myself. After the food had been on for a while, I put on simmer and poured myself a gas of wine to unwind for the day. I didn’t work on weekends and by today being Friday means I had the whole weekend to relax. I didn’t club, and I was single since I kick my no-good ass ex to the curb, so I was content on spending all my time catching up on shows I missed and things of that nature.

                        Lionel 

I went back to the kitchen to check on the food when my phone started ringing, I doubled back to get it and saw that it was my cousin Serenity calling.

 “Lionel, what yo boring ass doing?” She said laughing.

 “You tried it bitch, but I’m cooking and watching tv why what’s up tramp?”

 “I need a favor from you…… I’m going out tonight with some friends and I need you to cover for me.”

 “Cover for you with who? You a grown ass woman.’’

 “With Javon nigga, he mad at me right now for some odd reason and I wanna go enjoy myself without fighting with him.”

 “Wait you leaving the whole weekend?” I asked because something in her story wasn’t making sense to me.

 “I don’t know I haven’t decided yet.”

 “And I don’t know if I’m able to cover that Serenity, I mean I could see if it’s a few hours but the whole weekend. That boy ain’t slow and I hope you know that.”

 “I have other alibis lined up as well just if he contacts you tell him you haven’t heard from me.”

 “Well it should be no reason for him to contact me, but I guess you ole fleabag.” I said laughing.

 “Who said it was a man? Can a girl go out with some friends and not be judged or accused of sleeping around.” She asked.

 “I don’t give a damn what you do as long as it doesn’t involve me, but I need to go check on my pot roast and other shit I have cooking. I will tell him that I haven’t heard from you IF he contacts me.”

 “You’re the best……… talk to you later boo.” She said hanging up.

 I had no intentions of getting involved in their mess, so if he called me I wasn’t even going to answer the phone, that’s better than me lying to him. I checked on the food and saw that it still had a while to go, and I was getting tired and sleepy, drinking that wine didn’t help the matter either. I turned to food off simmer and put it on low, I then went to take a nap on the couch for a few hours.

 I woke up from my nap around 9 pm because I had to pee like really bad, I went to relieve myself and walked back to check on the food that was now done. I didn’t have the strength to eat anything right now, I was just too tired to even sit up to eat anything at the moment. I picked up my phone to see I had a text from Serenity telling me that she had left Javon a note saying she was going out with some friends and to tell me thanks for covering for her. I texted her back and sat my phone back down on the end table. I laid back down and then was restless for some odd reason, not only that I was feeling kinda horny as well. I picked up my phone and looked thru my go to contacts to see if I could find some dick to ride.  That plan went out the window when all of my go-to people weren’t available, so I guess it’s a dildo and fleshlight kinda night. I even thought about calling my piece of shit of an ex, but I wasn’t trying to open up the door for him to come back in my life, so I vetoed that idea soon as it came. I was knocked out of my thoughts by my phone ringing yet again, and it was Serenity calling again.

 “Serenity shouldn’t you be out partying and not calling me all damn night?”

 “Hush, listen we decided to stay at a hotel in Houston for the weekend…….” She was starting to say before I cut her off.

 “Girl you have lost your everlasting damn mind, first of all, it’s already after 11 pm, Second just how in the hell you supposed to explain all of this to Javon?”

 “Easy I called him and told him I needed a break from arguing and to let things die down between us.”

 “I’m sure that conversation went to hell.” I said laughing.

 “It would have if I didn’t tell him that you were with me.”

 “Serenity I know damn well you didn’t, what the fuck was you thinking?”

 “Lionel, I had to……… plus it will stop him from contacting you about anything.

 “I don’t know how that’s going to work if he calls you and you don’t pick up then he is going to call me and expect to hear a bunch of random noise in the background, and I’m not trying to get caught up in your bullshit.”

 “It’s going to be fine Lionel, I got you…… but look I just made it to the hotel, if he calls you then just call me on three-way.”

 “Whatever, don’t ask me for shit else bruh.” I said hanging up the phone pissed.

 I got up and went to the bathroom, this chick always doing something stupid and this right here took the cake. Everyone who knows me knows that I don’t do spur of the moment things, especially leaving out of town unannounced. This thing with Serenity was starting to become very uncomfortable for me, there was no way I was going to be able to help her out from two states away. She wasn’t thinking clearly when she came up with this bullshit scheme of hers. No matter how much I tried to stop thinking about it, it was really bothering the hell out of me.

 Some time had passed while I was in my thoughts and it was now after 3 am before I even realized it. I didn’t get any phone calls or text from Serenity, so I guess her plan was working. I went outside to take the trash out not thinking that it would be a problem, but I was wrong.

 “Lionel!!!” a voice said from behind me somewhere. I looked to see if I could see who was calling my name and also if I needed to take out running. “I see you still scary as ever huh?” Javon said emerging from the dark.

 “What the fuck are you lurking around my house for at this time of morning?” I said pissed.

 “Because something wasn’t adding up to the story your cousin told me……. I knew she was lying but why would you lie for her, I thought we were better than that cuz.” He said shaking his head. I started to feel bad because out of all the boyfriend’s Serenity had…… Javon never disrespected me not once.

 “Look, let’s go inside and talk because it’s chilly out here and I don’t want my neighbors in my business.” I said walking towards the door with him behind me.

                          Javon

This is just what I didn’t need right now, a pissed off Javon and a secret exposed, all because my dumbass cousin underestimated her boyfriend. We walked inside, and I went to the couch where I had some weapons stashed away just in case this nigga tried to beat my ass. He sat in the recliner and looked at me like I was an antelope and he was a hungry lion. This was starting to make me even more nervous than I already was.

 “Why didn’t you tell me that your cousin was fucking around on me?” He asked sitting back in the chair.

 “I don’t think she is fucking around on you…… she told me that yall were fighting and she wanted a break, honestly speaking that’s all I know.”

 “I bet you didn’t know, man she said you were conniving, but I would never have thought you would lie and try to cover for her when all she does is trash you like you ain’t shit.” He said smirking, I wasn’t about to fall for that crap, everyone knows that when one is pissed with the other they say whatever they can to make themselves look good.

 “Boy please I know how this shit goes, it probably was you talking shit about me because my cousin would not talk shit about me when she knows I have all kinds of dirt on her ass.” I said laughing until he pulled out his phone and tossed it to me.

 “That is what she texted me a few minutes ago……. I believe it said, ‘I don’t know why I came with Lionel gay ass to this dumbass club and him dancing on all these niggas, I could have had more fun with you at home.’ Or did it not say that.” He asked but I was too in shock to even respond to him, reading the messages she sent him pissed me off to the max and I couldn’t wait to deal with her bitch ass.

 “I can’t believe that nasty trifling low down hoe would say some stupid shit like that just to cover her ass, everybody knows I don’t dance on random niggas in the club.”

 “For what it’s worth I believe you because her dumbass posted a pic on her Instagram after that with her and a few people in the club, then I went to her homegirl page and saw her hugged up with some nigga.”

 “But she told me that she was going with her girls and that’s me asking her if a man was going to be there, so she lied and played us both…… man I swear when I see that bitch I’m popping her in the mouth.” I said cracking my knuckles. “Javon I’m so sorry about keeping that hoe secret but I really didn’t know she was out there with a man.”

 “What’s done is done, and I will handle that when she gets home Sunday…….” He said looking defeated.

 I don’t know what came over me, but I got up and went into the kitchen and fixed him a drink because it looked like he needed it. I handed him his drink and went to sit back on the couch across from him, I picked up my phone to see I had a notification from jackd. It was someone trying to hook up, but I wasn’t in the mood for that shit right now.

 “I’m really pissed off at this chick bruh, not only did she trash me like I’m not shit but to go out here and fuck over a good dude when some would kill for that.” I said never looking up from my phone.

 “How you figure I’ma good dude……. I have my flaws at times too, but I never stepped out on yo cuz.”

 “I know that, and I know you a good dude because whenever I was around yall, I saw the way you would treat her and before all the bullshit……. She would always tell me how nice you were and how you made sure she was happy with everything. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure that out.” I said laughing.

 “So yall talked about everything huh?”

 “Just about.”

 “Well I bet you I know something you don’t know.” He said smirking and I was looking at him in confusion.

 “You just showed me something I didn’t know about, so I can bet that you do know things I don’t know.”

 “Nah, I bet you don’t know how many times I thought about fucking you while I was dicking yo cuz down.” He said, and my head shot up like a rocket, he was sitting there with a smirk on his face, so I knew he couldn’t have been serious.

 “Boy, get out of here with all this nonsense……. Fucking me while you dicking down my cousin……. You should have been a comic.” I said laughing. He stood up from the recliner and dropped his pants, I sat there in awe as his dick stood at full erection.

 “Does this prove that I’m serious right now.” He asked, and I couldn’t find one word to come from my vocabulary. He smirked and walked over to me, he leaned down and pressed his lips to mine before I could even react, he was laid out on top of me giving me some of the best kisses I had in a very long time.

 “This is so wrong.” I managed to say while he was kissing down my neck.

 “Yea, but it feels so right doesn’t it?” He asked as he kept kissing my neck. I couldn’t speak so I just nodded, he lifted my shirt and pulled it off. I was shorter than him, so I had to look up in order to look in his eyes. I saw something in his eyes that I haven’t experienced before, it was a mixture of passion and nervousness.

 “We can stop Javon, I think you proved your point, plus I haven’t prepared to get fucked………” I said rubbing on his chest under his shirt. He took it off in one swift motion and stared at me.

 “Well, I need a shower so let’s go and you can get yourself ready because this is happening.” He said kissing me again.

 I didn’t argue with him because now I was beyond horny and desired his long dick touching every part of my insides. I went into the bathroom and started the shower, I’m glad I bought a shower attachment because I was going to need a deep cleaning before I take his dick. After I finished up and replacing the shower head on the shower, I reopened the door to find him standing there butt naked.

 “Took you long enough.” He said laughing.

 “Hush but come on.” I said grabbing his hand and leading him into the bathroom. After our shower play, we made our way to my bed, I wasted no time kissing all over his body. His skin was so soft, and it tasted just like caramel, that’s probably my body wash. I got down to his big dick and just stared at it for what seemed like the longest time, in real time it was only a few seconds before I stretched my mouth as wide as I could and inserted his dick in it. it wasn’t until I couldn’t fit anymore down my throat that I closed my mouth around his dick.

 “Oh Fuck.” He moaned out when I started a slow rhythm sucking on his dick. “Damn Shawty.” He said as his leg twitched, that let me know I was doing a good job. He let me suck his dick for a good while before pulling it from my mouth and smacking me on the lips with it. “You gonna let me eat that ass right?” He asked stroking his dick.

 “Hell yea, if you know what you doing.” I said smirking, he must have liked the challenge because he pulled me up on his face and the moment I felt his tongue on my hole, I could have passed out. “Ohhhh Fuck.” I moaned out from the way he was eating my ass.

 I couldn’t tell you how long he was eating my ass because it seemed like time had frozen. He got from underneath me and got behind me, smacked my ass a few times before diving back in tongue first. I couldn’t help but moan and squirm from how powerful his tongue was and the pleasure it was giving me. I reached under us and jacked his dick while he was eating me, I knew when he pulled back he was ready to take things to the next level. I turned over on my back and looked him in the eyes, he leaned forward and kissed me again. After our kiss, I reached over to my nightstand and grabbed a condom and the lube I had in it.

 “We can stop if you want to, no hurt no harm.” I said looking at him, he didn’t answer me, he just smirks and kissed me before grabbing the condom out my hand.

 “I wanted this for over a year and now that I have tasted how sweet your ass is…… I want it even more.” He said and then opened the condom and rolled it over his dick. I took the lube and lubed up really well due to the thickness of his dick. I started fingering myself to get on the inside before he moved my finger and replaced it with his.

 “Hmmm fuck.” I moaned out when I felt my hole stretching open, he was taking his time while fingering me and I was just starting to enjoy it when he pulled it out and placed the head of his dick by my entrance.

 “Just relax, I promise I got you.” He said kissing me while gyrating his hips at the same time, then I felt this sharp pain that could only come from his head making its way inside me.

 “Shit.” Was all I could get out, he didn’t force more into me until I gave him a nod, with every inch he put in the more pain came behind it.  “Oh, fuck Javon.” I said wrapping my legs around his waist as tight as I could, after a few minutes, he began a slow and steady rhythm.

 “Fuck, you tight as fuck.” He moaned out while kissing my neck. We fucked in the missionary position for a good while before he pulled out of me. I turned over and got on all fours, he smacked my ass again before sliding his dick in balls deep.

 “FUCKKKKKKK.” I yelled out.

 The feeling of his dick sliding in and out of my ass was nothing short of euphoric. Each stroke was amazing, he would pull out until only the head was left in and then went back balls deep. I started throwing my ass back on his dick after a while, usually I would bounce back at a slow pace, but my mind and my body went into another zone. I threw my ass back as hard as I possibly could because at this point I was open enough for the pain to be a pleasure.

 “Fuck yea……. Give me that dick Javon.” I said looking back at him.

 “You gon get all this dick nigga.” He said right before smacking my ass again. “This ass feels so fucking good bruh………. Ride this dick Lionel.” He said pulling out of me and laying down on the bed. I climbed on top of him and lined my ass up with his dick, I slid all the way to the base and he gasps for air. “Fuck man.” He said while rubbing my ass as I slowly started riding his dick.

 “This dick so fucking good Javon………” I moaned out, he smacked my ass again and that’s when I really lost it. I started riding his dick like a man possessed, I looked down at him a few times and I could tell he was fighting to not bust but I was determined to give him what he waited so long for. I started twerking my ass on his dick, he grabbed me by my waist stopping me.

 “Yo, hell nah, Fuckkk……… you gon make me bust if you keep that up.” He said, and I smirk while clenching up my asshole on his dick. “Damn Lionel.” He leaned forward and kissed me while holding on to me. he flipped us on the bed back in the missionary position and started pounding my ass.

 “Hell yeah, give me that dick nigga……… oh shit……… fuck that ass.” I moaned out, he kept up his assault on my ass and I felt myself getting closer to busting with each stroke he gave me.

 “Ahhhh shit……. I’m bout to bust.” He said leaning back and stroking my ass harder and deeper than he was. He let out a loud growl and then I felt his seed filling up the condom inside my ass. “Ohhhh fuck.” That’s all I needed because with the last stroke he gave me I shot my load.

 “Fuck……… fuck……… fuckkkkkkkkkkk.” Was all I got out from that intense orgasm.

 We both collapsed on the bed once he was able to pull out of me, we both looked at each other and started laughing. I didn’t know what was to come from this encounter but at this point, I didn’t give a damn. I just got some of the best dick of my life and that’s all that mattered to me at this point. While in the shower my phone rang from the living room. We finished up in the shower and went into the kitchen to eat because we both were starving. I picked up my phone after placing his plate in front of him and saw that Serenity had called me.

 “Your girlfriend just called my phone…… I wonder what kind of shit she is trying to get me in now?” I said laughing.

 “Aint no telling with her ass.” He said laughing with me, I called her phone back and she almost immediately picked up.

 “Lionel, I know it’s late, but I was wondering if Javon contacted you because he hasn’t been answering his phone.” She said in almost a whisper.

 “Funny you should mention that because yes I had a very long talk with him but don’t worry I took care of everything.”

 “Oh my God, what did you tell him, so our stories could collaborate.”

 “Girl trust me I took care of Javon and he’s good now, just don’t put me in this kinda situation again you understand me.”

 “I promise I won’t……. Thanks cousin.” She said hanging up.

 “Well that’s that so when can we have another one of these ‘discussions’?” I said smirking at Javon.

 “Whenever you want it Law……… we can go now if you want.” He said licking his lips, I just smiled because from this point on Javon and I would be the best In-Laws in the streets and each other’s private freaks in the sheets.

(Pictures used does not reflect the actual Characters just as visuals for the story)

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“Pride”

I was attending my first ever pride event in New York with my best friend Tarik. This was a whole new territory for me because I don’t usually do anything that consist of a large amount of people packed in one place. I vetoed the idea when it first came up but after some convincing I finally gave in and now here we are. We have done so much in this weekend that I didn’t want to do anything else but rest in my room. That was going to be something that was nearly impossible because no sooner than my head hit the pillow my friend Tarik came in my room making Hella noise.

 “Bitch get out of here with all that noise…… I’m trying to take a nap.” I said looking at him.

 “Oh, hell nah, we going to eat and later we are hitting up a club before we leave tomorrow.”

 “I don’t know about that, my feet still hurt from all the walking we did the last 3 days, so dancing is not on my radar for tonight.” I said laughing.

 “Come on Tytrell, we came here to enjoy our self and do some shit we can’t back home, so cut out all the bitching and put on your big boy draws.” He said snatching the covers off me.

 “I hate you right now, where you been with yo fast ass.”

 “Down in the lobby talking to the dude I met yesterday, you should try to find somebody to hook up with.”

  “Yea that won’t happen but get out, so I can get dressed.” I said pushing him out my room, I really didn’t want to go anywhere but I also didn’t want to be a party pooper either.

                                               Me (Tytrell)

We got done eating and was walking our meal off, New York was such a beautiful place to visit. While walking thru a neighborhood that was close by where we were, I noticed this light skinned dude walking by. I would be lying if I said he was nothing short of gorgeous. When he walked by us it seemed as time froze and I was stuck in the same spot I was in. He looked at me and smiled and I could have nutted on myself right there in front of everyone. I pulled it together and walked off but not before looking back again.

We were standing in the line of the club waiting to get in, I still wasn’t feeling it as of yet but maybe when I get a drink in my system I will start to loosing up some. We walked into the club and it was shoulder to shoulder packed with people. We made our way over to the bar and ordered a few drinks, we then made our way over to the dance floor.  After about 30 mins of dancing we made our way over to a nearby table to rest before we went back out there.

“I was asked to bring yall these.” A cocktail waitress said handing us some drinks that we didn’t order.

 “We didn’t order any drinks.” Tarik said before I could even respond.

 “A gentleman paid for these and asked me to bring them over but if you don’t want them I can take them back.” She said picking the drinks up.

 “He didn’t slip nothing in them did he and where is this mystery man.” Tarik said but I spotted the dude from earlier sitting by the bar looking at us.

                                                 Ladarius

“Its cool tell him thank you.” I said pulling out some money and tipping her before she walked off.

 “You not going to possibly drink that are you……. I mean we don’t know what the fuck someone could have done to this drink.” He said, and I saw him looking at me from the corner of eye.

 “I think it’s going to be just fine.” I said turning my head back to him, the look on his face let me know he still wasn’t convinced. I discreetly pointed to the guy that send the drinks.

 “Oh, damn he is fine.”

 “I know I saw him earlier after we ate, I’m going to thank him for the drinks.” I said grabbing my cup and getting up. As I got up closer to him, I don’t know how but he seemed to get even more sexier than he was earlier.

 “Hey thanks for the drinks.” I said smiling.

 “No problem…… what’s your name?” He asked and even his voice was sexy.

 “Tytrell but I go by Ty……. And yours?”

 “My name is Ladarius.” He said extending his hand out, I shook it without taking my eyes off him.

 “Well Ladarius, once again thank you for the drink and it’s a pleasure meeting you.” I said letting go of his hand.

 “How about you save me dance before the night is over?” He said smiling.

 “I can do that, or we can just go now, that’s if you can keep up.” I said laughing and pulling him to the dance floor.

We made it thru the crowd and stepped into the center of the dance floor, Trey Songz ‘Slow Motion’ started playing. I turned my back to him and began grinding on him to the beat of the song while he held on to my waist. We danced to 3 more songs before I got tired of dancing, he surprised me when he kept up with my every move on the dance floor. The words that Tarik came rushing to the forefront of my mind ‘you need to find somebody to hook up with’ although I wasn’t the type of person that just do the whole “hook-up” thing, I may have to change that for tonight.

 “We should exchange numbers.” He whispered into my ear from behind me, I turned around slowly to hide my blushing.

 “I can do that.” I said pulling out my phone and handing it to him for him to store his number in. When he was done I called his phone, so he could get my number as well. “Just hit me up when you leave.” I told him after I was sure he had my number.

 “You leaving already?” He asked with a sad expression on his face.

 “No but I do wanna check on my friend, unless you wanna join me.” I said smiling.

 “I will meet you over there let me see what my homies up to.”

 “Ok cool.” I said before walking off to find Tarik who was sitting by the bar talking to the guy he met a few days ago. “Hey you good slut.” I said drinking some of his drink.

 “Yea I’m good, I saw you tearing up the dance floor with yo lil boyfriend.” He said smirking.

 “Yea, he is coming over here when he sees what’s going on with his friends.”

 “Well Dedric and I were thinking about calling it a night, if you catch my drift.” He said winking.

 “Ok well let me go tell Ladarius we are leaving and to call me later.” I said rushing off to find Ladarius. I found him standing in the bathroom line looking like he was about to piss on himself at any giving moment. I lightly tapped his shoulder and he turned around with an uneasy look on his face. “You ok?”

 “Yea, I just saw someone throwing up…… disgusting.” He said shaking his head.

 “That’s what happens when you over drink, it has happened to the best of us, but I was coming to let you know that my friend is ready to go.”

 “Damn I was hoping to spend more time with you, but I understand, I’m probably about to dip out too.”

 “Ok cool just hit me up.”

 “I most definitely will be.” He said smiling and I was blushing once again. I hugged him and made my way back thru the crowd and out the door.

 By the time we made it back to the hotel room, I couldn’t get Ladarius off my mind. It had to be the alcohol in my system because just the thought of him had me horny outta my mind. I pulled out my phone and shot him a text asking him what he was doing now. While waiting on his response, I got an empty fleet bottle out my bag and went into the bathroom to clean myself out. After about 25 minutes of making sure I was cleaned out through and through, I walked back out into the room. I picked up my phone and saw I had a missed call from Ladarius and a text saying he was about to call. Before I could call him back my phone started ringing and it was him calling again.

 “Hey what’s up?” I said answering the phone.

 “Not much just got done dropping my boys off about to head home.”

 “Oh ok, well I was wondering if you wanted to come thru.”

 “I can do that, that’s if you really want me to.”

 “I wouldn’t have suggested it if I didn’t, besides this is our last night here and I wanna end it on a bang.”

 “Ok where exactly are you right now and what you mean last night here?”

 “I live in San Antonio, we only came here for pride, but I will send you the address to where I’m at and we can talk more about it.”

 “Ok cool.” We hung up the phone and I sent him the address to the hotel I’m at. 20 mins later I heard a soft knock on the door. I realized that I was just in my underwear, I grabbed my robe and put it on before I opened the door. “You look ready for bed.” He said smiling.

 “No, I just got out the shower and I was packing up my stuff.” I said leading him into the room. “So, what you wanna do? We can watch tv, talk, cuddle……”

 “All the above is cool with me.” He said grabbing my hand.

 “Or we can……” I was starting to say but got cut off by him pressing his lips to mine. That kiss sent shock waves thru my body and next thing you know my robe was being thrown across the room. He firmly gripped my ass and I let out a soft and sensual moan. I lifted off him and began pulling at his shirt, the look of excitement on his face and the lust in his eyes was all I needed to reassure me of this moment.

 After a little more four play, we were both fully naked, he began kissing down my neck hitting my spot repeatedly. He then took the entire length of his tongue and ran it down my chest and down to my pubic area. I couldn’t do nothing but bite my bottom lip from the pleasure of his warm tongue moving down my body. He paused when he got to my dick, he smirked at me before taking my whole 8 ½ inch dick down his throat. My mouth was wide open, but no sound came out, he was moving at a steady pace sending me up into the stratosphere with his head game.

 “You so fucking sexy.” He said jacking my dick and smiling at me. “And this dick taste so fucking good shorty.” He said before sucking my dick again.

 “Fuck nigga.” Was all I could say, I was fighting hard to not bust right now but he was making it impossible for me not to. I had to put a stop to this before I came and then this night would’ve been wasted. “Kiss me.” I said pulling my dick out his mouth, he came up and started kissing me while grinding his hips on me.

 “Turn over.” He demanded, and I did what was asked of me, he started his tongue action again from my neck down to my back until he was eye level with my ass. Before I could brace myself, I felt his tongue flicker on my hole, my eyes roll to the back of my head. This dude had amazing skills with his tongue that I couldn’t even began to imagine how good his strokes were.

 “Eat that ass nigga.” I moan out while grinding my ass to the rhythm of his tongue action. This lasted another 10 minutes or so, I moved away from him because I wanted…… needed to taste his dick. “Lay down on the bed.” I told him.

 “Oh, fuck Ty!!!” He moaned out when I deep throated his dick. I smirked and kept going, his dick tasted so fucking good that I was almost instantly addicted to the taste of it.

 I grabbed the base of his dick and began jerking it while I was still sucking on it. he must couldn’t take to much of it because he kept gripping the covers on the bed. I had no intentions on stopping because as I stated before his dick tasted amazing, but he had other plans. He pulled my head up to his and began kissing me while rubbing on my wet hole. He put his finger inside and started moving it in and out of me.

 “You ready to feel this dick.” He said kissing me again.

 “Hell yeah.” I hopped off the bed and went into the bathroom to get a towel, when I came back in the room I saw him ripping open a condom. I grabbed my lube out my travel bag and handed it to him before laying the towel down on the bed. He poured some of the lube on his condom covered dick and handed me the bottle. After I lubed up, I placed the bottle on the nightstand, he placed his head at my opening and began to gently press it in. “Aww Fuckkk.” I moaned out when he got the head in.

  “Relax…. I got you baby.” He pressed more of in and held it there without moving, I hadn’t taken dick in a while, so the pain was almost unbearable. After a little while the pain started to subside and was replaced with the pleasure of his dick moving in and out of me.

 “That dick feels so fucking amazing.” I said throwing my ass back on his dick.

 “Yo ass tight as fuck Ty.” He smacked my ass and I’m pretty sure that his hand print will be there for a few days. He made me lie down on my stomach while he came up on his forearms and began to pound my ass without mercy. “Yo ass gripping the fuck out my dick……. Damn shorty.” He said without missing a stroke.

 “Give me that dick then nigga.” The old saying is so true……. Be careful what you wish for because you just might get it and that’s exactly what happened. This nigga picked up his pace and was giving me some of the best strokes I have ever felt in my entire sex life. It wasn’t until he went in deep as he could go that out of nowhere I had an orgasm that made my eyes cross up and my body tremble. “Fuuuucckkkkkk………. Shit nigga.” Was all I managed to say from that experience.

 “Don’t tell me you bust already? “He said laughing.

 “Shut……. Up……. Fuckkk.” I said in-between breaths, once the moment eased up I flipped over on my back and spread my legs as wide as they go. “Let’s go nigga.” I said smirking.

 “Your wish is my command.” He said before sliding his dick back in me, I grabbed onto his shoulders while wrapping my legs around his waist. His strokes became more powerful and seemed like never ending as he continued to fuck me.

 “Fuck nigga, you deep in my ass.” I moaned while scratching his back from the amount of pleasure I was experiencing.

 “Take all my dick yo.” He said forcing more of his dick in me. “This ass good as hell baby.”  He kept fucking me for about another hour in the missionary position before I felt another nut building up.

 “Give me that dick nigga I’m about to bust.”

 “Me too baby, you want this nut nigga……. Huh? You want this nut………. Ahhhhh fucccckkkkkkkkk.” He yelled out and soon after that I bust my second nut of the night/morning.

 “Fuck Ladarius.” I said while rubbing on his back as he laid on top of me.

 “Ty I’m like going to be so honest with you right now……. yo ass should be illegal it’s so fucking good.” He said still laying on me.

 “You a mess but let’s go take a shower and you can tell me more about how much you like my ass.” I said laughing.

 “Fa real tho, you have the kinda ass that will make a nigga propose to you after the first taste.” He said smiling. I started the water in the shower and looked back at him, he was licking his lips staring at my ass.

 “So, are you proposing?” I said laughing.

 “Nah, but for real tho I’m mad you leaving in a few hours, I wish I could spend more time with you.”

 “Well we can always make arrangements for a visit, sometime soon.”

 “That’s a bet right there.” He said smiling.

 After our shower, we went back into the room and laid down and watched tv until we both fell asleep. We were awoken by someone banging on the door, I didn’t have to guess who it was because I already knew who it was. This trip was the best trip that Tarik and I have ever taken together, but I couldn’t help but smile at the thought of Ladarius. He was more than just a quick fuck because it seemed as though we connected on so many other levels and the sex was the added bonus.

(Pictures used does not reflect the actual Characters just as visuals for the story)

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“The Unexpected”

It has been about 6 months since I first laid eyes on Jamicah Carlisle, I almost instantly fell in love with him. We went on a few dates before we made it official, I still haven’t let him hit yet, but I would be lying if I said the sexual tension wasn’t strong with the both of us. We both agreed that we would wait for the right time and the right moment for us to have sex. That moment seemed to be far away, and I don’t know how long I was going to wait. It had been over a year since I last had some dick and/or ass, but I would soon find out that my wait was about to be over and not in a usual fashion.

                                        Me (Blair) 

“Blair, I’ve asked you several times what you wanted to do today, and you still haven’t answered me.” my best friend Jessica asked me while standing in front of the tv I was watching.

“I don’t know, I guess we can go somewhere since Jamicah going to be with his sister helping her get ready for prom.” I said rolling my eyes.

“We can go to this new Art Exhibit downtown, I heard they are going to have some never before seen stuff, and I would love to check it out.”

“That’s fine with me, but I’m not spending any money Jess. I’m saving for my vacation new month with Jamicah.”

“You never told me where yall going to.”

“A 7-day cruise to the Bahamas.” I said trying to hide my excitement.

“Yall going to be gone 7 days and you still haven’t given that boy none. I wouldn’t be taking your stingy ass nowhere near a damn Bahama.” She said causing us both to laugh.

“I’m going to give him some……… hell I want to now, I clean out every day I know I’m going to be around him in case it does happen. He the one being stingy.”

“Take it from him then it ain’t like he going to tell.”

We sat around laughing and talking for a little while longer until she left to go get ready for the Art Exhibit. Jessica has always like going to Art shows and different exhibits since our middle school days. I didn’t see why she was so fascinated by these things until I went with her one day. I developed a love for art from that moment on and usually we would go with Jamicah and whatever dude she is entertaining at the moment. I was in my closet looking for something nice to put on, but I couldn’t make up my mind.

                                     Jamicah Carlisle 

“What you mean you can’t find anything to wear baby.” Jamicah said to me over the phone.

“Nothing I have is really catching my attention, I wanna wear some slacks and a button down but I also wanna wear some fitted jeans and a blazer.” I said throwing clothes on the bed.

“I think I have the perfect blazer for you, I will bring it to while I’m downtown.”

“You don’t have to do that baby, I will just find something in my closet.”

“It’s not a problem, in fact, I want to and I’m not taking no for an answer.”

“I guess but what you really should be doing is putting me to bed right now.” I said laughing.

“That can happen but let me get to the house to pick up the blazer while this lil girl getting dressed.”

“Where yall going now, I thought her prom wasn’t until next week.”

“We are going to get her a few more things but I should be done after that, but I will drop the blazer off to you in the meantime.”

“Ok, but you do know we have a trip planned next month and you out here spending money all willy-nilly, I’m not buying your stuff while we are away I hope you know that.” I said laughing.

“Blair, why don’t you just say you don’t want to hang up instead trying to throw out shit you know ain’t going to happen.” He said laughing.

“I haven’t spoken to you since this morning, I miss you plus I’m horny so the least you can do is talk to your man.”

“Baby, I promise once I’m done helping her I’m all yours.”

“Better be but go ahead, I need to shower and get dressed.”

“Ok talk to you in a min.” He said before hanging up.

After my shower, I went to put on my clothes, when I got into my room I saw that Jamicah had been here because of his blazer laying on my bed. I couldn’t do anything but smile because it was the little things like this that made me want him more and more. I didn’t have to pick out clothes because he had that laid out as well, I must say that he had good taste in clothes. As many times as I looked at these particular clothes in my closet, I never thought about putting it together with the way he had done.

“Well don’t you look well put together……. that boy knows he takes care of you.” Jessica said while we were waiting in line.

“The only thing that belongs to him is this blazer other than that these are my clothes tramp.” I said laughing.

“Yea but you have to admit he has good taste.”

“He does, but I’m surprised the line isn’t long, people must don’t know about this particular exhibit.”

“They do, but I got us early access tickets, it doesn’t open up to the rest until around 7.” She said smirking and I knew what that meant.

“I told you I’m not buying nothing so don’t even try it.”

“I heard you when you said that earlier, but no one is making you buy anything.”

“Whatever, look the line is moving so we should proceed.”

We made our way inside, the moment I stepped in there and looked around, I knew I was going to be leaving with a couple of these one of a kind art pieces. As I was moving around the exhibit picking out the pieces I wanted, I saw something that I thought Jamicah would like. Of course, I spent more than the nothing I was planning on, but it was all worth it. I was looking around for Jessica when I spotted her talking to another one of her ‘friends.’ I didn’t want to intrude on their conversation because from the look of it, I could tell that she would be going home with him tonight.

“Don’t be jealous, maybe I can keep you company tonight.” Someone said from behind me, I turned around and came face to face with Jamicah. “Damn you look sexy as fuck baby.” He said kissing me.

“Thank you for picking out my clothes, but what are you doing here, I thought you were with your sister.” I said walking around with him.

“I was but like I told you, once I was done then I’m all yours boo.” He said smiling, his smile faded into amusement when we walked by an Art Painting. “This is really nice.” He said admiring the painting.

“You like this for real.” I asked because this was the painting I purchased for him earlier.

“Yea I do, you know I have a thing for a forbidden paradise even though I can tell this is a made-up place the details really make it seem real.”

“Look at you Mr. Art Connoisseur.” I said laughing.

“Nah that is your lane……. Damn, I would have bought this, but I see it has been sold already……. Great just my luck.” He said smiling at me.

“Well if you would have gotten here sooner maybe you could have gotten it.” I said smirking.

“Did I tell you how much I adore your sassy ass ways at times.” He said smiling.

“Yea it’s all cute now but wait until it gets serious then you going to be running for the hills.”

“I’m in it for as long as you want me in it, baby I’m no punk, I don’t run from things when they get hard.”

“See it’s things like that, that makes me want to just strip you down to your bare skin and just fuck your brains out.”

“Make your move.” He said smirking.

“Later when we get back to my place.”

“Nah……… follow me.” He said grabbing my hand. Soon we were walking thru a corridor that had a stairway which leads to an underground level of the building.

“Ok you are creeping me out now, what are we doing down here? I’m not trying to go to jail Jamicah.” I said with a panic in my voice.

“You think I would put you in a position like that?” He said with a smirk on his face. “My firm designed this building, so I know secrets that most people don’t, like this room for instance……… it was originally designed as a meeting room for government officials but after construction, they went with another site.”

“That sound like some mob-type shit but why did you bring me down here?” He didn’t say anything, he just looked at me and smirked. “I swear if you try anything, I’m screaming to the top of my lungs and let everyone know upstairs that we are down here.”

“Baby, why are you thinking I brought you down here to harm you? Besides if I did no one could hear you upstairs because this room is soundproof.”

“I saw too many movies like this and………” I was cut off midsentence by him pressing his lips to mine. This wasn’t anything like our normal kisses, these kisses had more intensity to them. It was almost as if he was telling me a sweet love story with his lips instead of his words.

This lip-lock session between us lasted for a while before he started removing my clothes. All traces of sensibility went out the door and I started getting more into it with each passing second. Before long we were both naked staring at each other, the amount of lust in his eyes was mesmerizing, to say the least. He moved towards me and placed me on a counter that hung on the wall nearby, he then began to kiss down my body at a slow and sensual pace. I reached down and began stroking his hard on causing him to moan just barely above a whisper. He reached down into his pocket and pulled out a condom and a small bottle of lube.

“You planned this huh?” I asked him smiling.

“No, but just like you say you clean out on the days we are going to be together because in your words ‘you never know when it’s going to happen’.” He retorted.

“I hear ya.” I said letting out a small laugh. He smiled and returned to placing kisses all over my body.

“I gotta have you now baby.” He said rubbing against my hole.

“It’s all yours.” It seemed like that’s all he needed to hear because he ripped the condom open and rolled it down his thick and long dick. I’ve seen his dick before, but it seemed to have grown in length since the last time that I saw it.

He pulled me close to him, he then opened the lube bottle and lubed us both up really good since we weren’t doing any oral beforehand. He started kissing me again while fingering my hole to loosen me up. He placed his dick at my hole and while looking me in the eye the whole time, I gave him a head nod to let him know it was all good to go. He began to push the head of his dick in and the pain that came from it was horrifying.

“Oh fuckkkkk.” I moaned out trying to bear the pain.

“I can stop if you want to baby.” He said while rubbing on my hole again.

“No, just give me a second.” I said bracing myself for what’s to come, after a few seconds the pain started to disappear, and I gave him another head nod. He pressed his dick into me again this time going a little further. The pain came back but it wasn’t as unbearable as the first time. “MMMM shit.” I moaned out in pleasure.

“I’ve been dreaming of this moment for months.” He said while starting a slow rhythm on me.

“Me too…… fuck.” I threw my head back against the wall behind me from the amount of pleasure his strokes were giving me.

Between his strokes and his soft touches on my body, I was reaching a point of ecstasy that I have never experienced before. With each stroke he went deeper and deeper into me, I welcomed every inch of him because this is the very thing I longed for, for a while now. He picked me up off the counter, he was now standing up while stroking me and I loved every minute of it.

“Damn baby, your ass is fucking amazing.” He said while holding me up and never losing his stroke.

“Your dick is awesome babe, fuck this ass daddy.” I said while bouncing up and down on his dick. He took it up a notch by pinning me up against the wall and going balls deep inside me. “OH, fuck yea.” I moaned out while scratching his back.

I can’t tell you how many different positions we tried and succeeded at within this 30 minutes of fucking. He was now giving me back shots with some very strong strokes, I couldn’t even get away if I tried because of his grip on my waist. Someone could have walked down here and caught us, but I could care less at this point. This boy knew just what he was doing and nothing in the world mattered to me right now.

“Ohhh shit baby……. Jamicah.”

“Yea baby call my name again I’ma bust.” He said stroking me faster, harder, and deeper.

“Jamicah……… Jamicah……. Oh, fuck yea Jamicah.” I yelled out while he was fucking me.

“Damn baby……. I’m bout to bust……. Ahhhhhhhhh fuccccckkkkkkkkk.” He yelled out and I began to feel the condom fill up with his cum. His body was still trembling from the orgasm he just had, he slowly pulled out of me and I looked back to see that the condom was sliding off his dick because of how much cum was in it.

“Someone was backed up I see.” I said smiling.

“Hell yeah, I didn’t want to waste a nut on my hands baby……… but you haven’t got yours yet.” He said smirking at me. He picked me up and put me on the counter again spreading my legs. He then went down and started eating my ass while fingering me at the same time.

“Oh fuckkkk.” I moaned out while jerking my dick. From me jacking my dick and his fingers moving in and out my hole, it didn’t take long for me to bust a huge nut all over myself. Some of it hot my face and the wall behind me. “Shittttt………. baby.”

“Talk about being backed up.” He said looking at the mess I made. I started laughing because he still had my ass juices on his mouth and chin, it kinda looked like when you glaze a donut. “Oh, it’s funny huh.” He said pulling my head towards him and kissing me.

We hurried and cleaned up everything as well as washing off in the bathroom that was in the room. Not in my entire life would I have ever expected to be having some of the best sex of my life in the basement of an Art Exhibit. I had no complaints about anything at all, little did he know that he was staying with me tonight and we will be going again.

“You ready to go back up babe?” He asked when we got dressed again.

“Whenever you are sexy.” I said smiling.

“You do know I kinda planned this right?”

“I’m sure you did but it was all worth it, but we not done yet.”

“I know, and we go all night if you can hang.” He said laughing.

“Is that a challenge sir?”

“Maybe it is……… but let’s get back up here so we can get your things and say our goodbyes.” He said smacking me on my butt.

We walked back upstairs unnoticed by the crowd, that part seemed to still amaze me because we had been gone for a while. I looked around the room trying to spot Jessica and that’s when I noticed her at the bar.

“Jess, we are going to head home, are you good because if not we can stay with you.” I said hoping she would say she was.

“Oh, hell no, I have been looking for yall ass for the last 45 minutes.” She said looking at me and Jamicah, I gave her an innocent smile. “Oh, I see.” She said with an amused smirk on her face. “I’m ready to go, I had them put your things in my car since I didn’t know where you went, you can get them out when we get outside.”

“Oh, wait I just remembered the last thing I paid for.” I said rushing over to the Artwork that I bought for my baby. I showed the guy my receipt and got the Artwork before walking over to him and Jessica who were waiting by the door talking. “Babe, I think this belongs to you.” I said grabbing his attention when he turned around and looked at the picture he liked.

“It was you that bought this, but why are you giving it to me?” He said in astonishment.

“I bought it for you because I knew you would like it.” I said giving him the picture.

“I knew it was a reason I was falling in love with you……… seems I have another thing to thank you for tonight huh?”

“All night.” I said kissing him.

“Ugh, enough of all that let’s go you freaks.” Jessica said laughing.

We left the Art Exhibit and went to my house to finish up our night with some more passionate sex. This night was would define our sex life for the next few years. With Jamicah I learned to always expect the unexpected when it came to the places we would have mind-numbing sex.

(Pictures used does not reflect the actual Characters just as visuals for the story)

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“The Pickup”

          I was in the middle of a sex drought, so every single dick print in a pair of sweatpants or shorts caught my full attention. That’s why when I first saw him walking in my neighborhood, I knew I had to test his sexy ass. I’d never seen him around before in my South Philly neighborhood but I could tell just by looking at him that he was a Philly nigga, and if he was a Philly nigga, that meant I could work my magic on him. I waited until he turned a corner up the block before I hurried downstairs and out of my house. I jumped in my car and decided to do a little routine that I hadn’t done in forever.

          When I turned down the street he’d walked to, I pulled up to the sidewalk and coasted alongside him. He was a tall dark-skinned brotha with a massive dick print in his sweatpants. I could tell he was hiding a nice body under those baggy clothes, too. He looked mean as fuck but anybody from around the way could tell that was just one of them Philly nigga fronts. I knew better.

          “Wassup,” I called out to him.

          He kept walking but looked over at me and asked, “Yeah?”

          “You need a ride?”

          “Nah son, I’m good.”

          “Where you goin’ to?”

          “Nigga, do I know you?”

          “No but…”

          “Then why you fuckin’ with me?”

          “Bruh, I’m just tryin’ to give you a ride. Looks like you been walkin’ for a minute. If you really wanna walk all the way to where you gotta be then…”

          “I ain’t got no gas money. I ain’t got money at all.”

          “Consider it a favor.”

          He gave me a long look and then stopped walking so I stopped the car. He stepped off the sidewalk and walked around the front of my car and climbed in on the passenger side. After he closed the door, I pulled back out onto the street. I looked over at him and asked, “Where to?”

          “My babymama house. She stay at them townhouses over on Hartranft & Chaucer.”

          “Not far from the CVS?”

          “Yeah.”

          “Those are some nice townhouses.”

          “Some sugar daddy nigga payin’ her bills out there and she said I could stay with her and our son for a lil’ bit.”

          “Sounds like a good deal.”

          “Hell yeah. I can’t wait to get up in that pussy. It’s been a minute.” He looked at me and laughed a little. “I can tell you don’t know nothin’ about that though.”

          “Damn, is it that obvious?”

          “Nigga, I could tell you was gay when you first rolled up on me.”

          “And you still got in the car?”

          “Hey, a ride is a ride. Especially a free one.”

          “Well, I said it was a favor but I didn’t say it was one hundred percent free.” I glanced over at him and his smile faded.

          “What you mean by that?”

          “I was thinkin’ more of an I scratch your back if you scratch mine kind of thing.”

          “My dude, I ain’t gay. I don’t even think of niggas like that and if you think…”

          “Chill. I didn’t say anything about you being gay, man. Why you gotta jump to that just because I’m gay?”

          “Because…bruh what do you want?”

          “First, we need to at least know each other’s names. I’m Devonte.”

          He sighed before telling me, “I’m Tobias, man.”

          “Okay, now that that’s out of the way…” I took a deep breath before continuing. “I wanna suck your dick.”

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“Block Head”

          There was always a group of dudes standing out in front of my building when I got off work. I’d been living in the Bronx for about two months so I was still getting used to the area. New York was very different than North Carolina. It was better in some ways and worse in others, but I hadn’t been mugged or anything so I was still optimistic. However, I didn’t know what to make of the group of dudes that were always standing out in front of my apartment building. I assumed they sold drugs or had some kind of connection to the bodega next to my building because it was always that same group of guys. I sometimes got a little scared as I walked by them to enter the building because I wondered if they could tell that I was gay. One day I really fucked up. I stared at one of the guy’s dick print and I think he noticed it.

          “Wassup,” he said to me. I kept walking but he got in my way. “Nigga, I said wassup.”

          “Oh, my bad,” I said nervously. “I didn’t know you were talking to me.”

          “This nigga sound mad country,” one of them joked, causing the others to laugh.

          “Where you from?” the guy with the nice dick print asked me.

          “Greensboro, North Carolina.”

          “Welcome to the Bronx, nigga,” said another, brushing past me. “Hope you like it here.”

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