DL Lover

           My son Savion and I had been close since he was a toddler; however, when his mother and I divorced and he came to live with me full-time at age fourteen, our bond became strained. My ex-wife was in the military and she had to move around the world multiple times due to her military duties; therefore, we both came to the conclusion that Savion should stay with me in Silver Spring, Maryland. Savion wasn’t acting out or getting into trouble in school but he did begin to disrespect me and he stopped talking to me about things going on in his life. By the time he was eighteen and a senior in high school, we were barely saying two words to each other every day. And his behavior was becoming stranger and stranger.

           I guess I let a lot of his behavior slide because I understood why he was upset. His parents had divorced and he only got to see his mother every now and then. It didn’t help when she got engaged to another man and became pregnant by him. Savion rarely spent time at home and when he did, it was always in his room. The thought of him being on drugs crossed my mind a few times and led me to do what I eventually ended up doing. One weekend, I decided to fake going out of town overnight on business so that I could install a camera in his room to see what he’d been up to.

           “He thinks I’m out of town until tomorrow,” I said to my friend Larry over the phone. “I parked my car at the city park a few blocks away and walked here. I’m gonna know every single thing he does by watching him on the camera feed. If that boy is on drugs, he’s getting out of my house.”

           “I doubt it’s drugs, Solomon,” Larry said on the other end. “Did you make sure to hide the camera?”

           “Yeah. It’s hidden in between some of his coats hanging up in the closet. See, his closet has a two-way mirror. Outside of the closet, it’s a standard mirror. But from inside, you can see all of his room through the glass. All of the bedroom closets in this house are like that.”

           Larry laughed and said, “Damn. That’s convenient.”

           “I know. But I’ll talk to you later, man. I gotta head down to the basement before he gets here and knows I lied about being out of town.”

           “Alright. Later, man.”

           “Later.” I ended the call and then turned off the lights in Savion’s room before stepping out of it. I was about to go downstairs but suddenly remembered that I’d left my other phone—the one I was going to use to watch the camera feed—in the hall bathroom. I’d been using my work phone to talk to my friend Larry with. So, I hurried inside the bathroom to grab my personal cell phone.

                                      Me (Solomon Armstrong)

           When I stepped back out of the bathroom, I heard the sound of the front door opening and closing downstairs. Savion had gotten home before I could hide in the basement! Not knowing what to do, I quickly turned off the bathroom and hallway lights and went back into his room as he was coming up the stairs. I closed his door and made my way through the dark to his closet. I hid inside without a second to spare before he walked into the room.

           Due to my sensitive skin, it had always been hard for me to find a brand of soap that didn’t break me out. There were a handful of brands that worked but didn’t have the scent I desired. Being a chemist was a gift and a curse because I knew what chemicals I needed to get my desired product but hadn’t come up with the right successful formula. On the sixty-ninth try, I decided to give up. I put the bar of soap I’d created from the last experiment in my carrying case to use as a test trial and then left the laboratory to call it a night.

           The next day after work, I headed to the gym to instruct my women’s aerobics class. While I never had a problem with the women at the gym, I sometimes received different forms of disrespect from men because I’m a transwoman. I’d developed a tough skin in my thirteen-plus years of transitioning; however, some men went to the extreme in pointing out the fact that I’m trans. Luckily, I hadn’t been threatened with physical violence in a long time but transphobia was painful to deal with, too. After instructing the aerobics class, I took a shower using my final soap formula to test it out and document my skin’s reaction to it. What happened next is something that still boggles my mind to this day.

                                             Me (Sascha Martin)

           “That soap you’re using smells fantastic,” this older white woman said to me in the unisex locker room. “Where did you purchase it from?”

           “I created it,” I told her while putting on lotion.

           “You did? Wow, it smells so great.”

           “Thank you. It actually makes my skin feel so smooth. I thought for sure this formula would be another dud like my others. I’m not so sure now.”

           “You could probably make a ton of money off of it. I know I’d pay top dollar for it.”

           I smiled as I finished getting dressed. I tried not to let the woman’s comments get me too excited but it was hard not to. Had I finally done it? Had I created the perfect soap for my skin? I couldn’t help but get a little excited at the thought of developing something that could not only help me but other transwomen in my situation. After getting dressed, I left the unisex locker room and immediately gained attention I rarely received from men at the gym.

           “You need help carryin’ your bag, Miss?” this young but cute black teen asked as he approached me.

           “He can’t help you,” said an older similar looking guy who must’ve been the teen’s brother. “I got way more muscles than him.”

           “I can carry my own bag,” I told them with a smile. “Thanks for offering though.” I gave them a look and then proceeded to the exit.

           “You come in here often?” asked a third guy, a handsome dark-skinned man who was shirtless and looked familiar.

           “Every Tuesday and Thursday,” I answered. “Aren’t you the guy who once called me ‘He Man’ or something like that?”

           He acted as if I were mistaken and asked, “What? I would never say that about a woman as beautiful as you.”

           “Well, either way, I need to get going.”

           “Alright, beautiful. I’ll see you next Tuesday then.”

           Not knowing what to make of what was happening, I hurried out the door and when I made it to my car, I realized something had fundamentally changed. Men usually gave me weird looks or said dumb stuff, and now I was getting hit on by them in public no matter what age they were. Naturally, I began to theorize that it had something to do with the soap formula. Even if it did, what were the odds of creating a formula that attracted men? I was creating soap as a side project because I needed it but also because I was bored with my actual work assignments at the lab, but my little side experiment could’ve been a major breakthrough. I had to test it out further.

           “Sascha,” called out a sexy voice the moment I stepped into my apartment building lobby.

           I turned to see it was my neighbor, Amir Jefferies. Amir was already living in the building when I moved in there six months ago. He was a photographer and deliveryman that always brought a different woman back to his place almost every night. He was nice to me whenever we happened to see each other in the building but I never took his kindness for more than what it was. While I was extremely attracted to him, I knew he didn’t feel the same way about me.

                                               Amir Jefferies

           “Amir, hey,” I said as I pressed the button for the elevator.

           “How are you, beautiful?” he asked as he leaned an arm against the wall beside where I was standing.

           Somehow containing my joy inside, I smiled and replied, “I’m great. You?”

           “I’m good. Hey, there’s something different about you. I don’t know what it is but…” He leaned in and sniffed around me before continuing, “…it’s noticeable.”

           “I haven’t done anything different.” The elevator became available and we both stepped on. I pressed the button for our floor and when the doors closed, I looked at him and asked, “So, I didn’t hear the usual sounds coming from your apartment last night.”

           He laughed a little and rubbed his nose as he explained, “I had some work to catch up on so I didn’t want company. However, I’m in the mood for some tonight.” He licked his lips and looked me up and down before asking, “You think you can help me out with that?”

           “Amir, what are you suggesting?”

           “You tell me. You’re the one that’s acting brand new today for a change.”

           The elevator reached the sixth floor, our floor, and we stepped off together. As we walked down the hall towards our apartments, I asked him, “How am I acting brand new? You’re the one who usually says, ‘hi’ to me, and then goes on about his business.”

           “I think you got that wrong. I always assume you’re too busy to kick it with me because you’re a careerwoman and everything.”

           “Either way, I would understand why you wouldn’t want to do…whatever it is you’re suggesting.”

           “Sascha, we’re both adults. We can be upfront about this.”

           When we made it to our neighboring apartment doors, I stood by mine and stared into his eyes as I said, “You go first. Be upfront with me.”

           “I think what’s different about you today is that you’re finally ready to admit there’s something between us. This sexual attraction is strong and I think it’s time that we do something about it.”

           I truly felt like I was going to faint at that moment. I have no idea how I was able to stay on my feet and remain balanced as I looked into his big brown eyes. He took a step towards me and that’s when I became overwhelmed and had to grab onto his strong arm to keep my balance. I was horny, confused and dazed all at the same time. He was the first man to ever make me feel that way. Still, reality hit me and I began to wonder if it was wrong to believe in my soap formula. Was this all really happening or was I trippin’? There was only one way to find out. I had to push it and see where it all could go.

           “You’re right,” I told him as I continued to stare into those eyes. “You’re absolutely right, Amir. I am ready and I don’t have the lingering doubts I had before. But I don’t want this to be something you’d regret and then blame me for. I’ve been with men who aren’t used to being with a woman like me and…”

           “Sascha, I’m not those men. I’m mature and I am secure in my manhood. When I’m attracted to a woman, it’s more than just physical. I would never limit myself to one type of woman because I know for a fact that if I do, I could miss out on the one woman that would change my life. So, how about you and I go on a date tonight?”

           I laughed again as I said to him, “That’s not your style and you know it. No, I want you to come over to my apartment tonight at midnight with your camera.”

           He flashed the cutest smile as he asked, “You want me to bring my camera?”

           “Yes, because I want you to take some photos of me.”

           “Damn, you do know me, huh?”

           “I sure do. Oh, and one more thing.”

           “What’s that?”

           “I want you to be a good boy and come over in nothing but your underwear.”

           “Yes, ma’am.” He leaned in and sniffed me again before moaning, “Mmm.”

           I looked down and saw that his dick had gotten hard in his jeans. I smiled at him as I backed away to my door. I pulled out my keys and unlocked the door as he went over to his apartment. Once I was inside my apartment, I dropped my gym bag and purse to the floor and grabbed my chest. My heart was beating a million times per second. After pulling myself back together, I hurried into my bedroom to find the perfect thing to wear for my impromptu photoshoot.

           “Wow, you actually did it,” I said as I stared at him in my doorway. “Nice bulge, baby.”

           “Damn, look at you,” he said as he stepped into my apartment. “That lingerie is sexy and fits you just right.” His dick began to get hard so he tried to cover it with his camera but he had too much dick for it to cover.

           I giggled and told him, “Let’s go into my bedroom. I have a quilt covering the window to block out that bright streetlight from outside.”

           He followed me into my bedroom and I stood by my bed as he prepared to begin taking photos of me. I got a good look at him from head to toe now that we were standing far from each other and I got turned on to the max. He had a beautiful body. I already knew that but seeing it outside of clothes was a little overwhelming for me. I think I was messing with his creativity by the way I kept staring at him because he kept trying to take photos from different angles but couldn’t get it right.

           “This isn’t gonna work,” he said to me.

           “Is something wrong?” I asked.

           “The lighting in here isn’t working right with my camera. How is the lighting in your bathroom?”

           “I’m not sure. We can go see.”

           We stepped into my bathroom and that’s when he finally began taking photos of me. He took a few of me standing by my shower and then motioned for me to begin taking off my lingerie. Normally, I would’ve been shy as fuck stripping down for a man I barely knew but there was something about him that made me feel comfortable. Leaving only my heels on, I posed naked for him as he took more photos of me. Seeing his heavy bulge shift in his underwear every time he moved to get me from a different angle made my own dick grow harder and harder. He had me feeling so sexy and confident.

           “Beautiful,” he said to me as he reviewed the shots on his camera’s screen.

           “You’re not going to post these online or anything, are you?” I asked him.

           “No. I have a form that I’ll give you saying these photos are only for my private collection and that if I post them, you can take me to court. I’ll sign them and you’ll sign them and then you’ll have a copy and I’ll have a copy. I’m professional about my shit, baby.” He laughed as he sat his camera down on my bathroom sink. “Now that your photoshoot is done, how about we shoot a porno without the camera?” He pulled his underwear off and his big dick flopped down.

           He grabbed me by my waist and pulled me into him before hoisting me up a little and pressing his sexy lips to mine. The way he was passionately and aggressively kissing me turned me on so much that I almost fainted a few times in his strong arms. I hadn’t been kissed that passionately in a long time. Just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, he began kissing and sucking on my breasts while softly caressing my ass. Even though I felt like I was in heaven, I felt a surprising wave of guilt come over me.

           “Amir, stop,” I said as I backed away from him.

           “Baby, what’s wrong?” he asked. “I wasn’t too rough on your titties, was I?”

           “No, it felt amazing. I can’t do this because…it’s wrong.”

           “Huh? I don’t understand.”

           “Amir, the only reason why you’re feeling the way you do about me is because I showered with a special soap that I created at the lab. Your attraction to me isn’t natural. It’s because of trial serum sixty-nine, the formula I put in the bar of soap I showered with today at the gym.”

           He smiled as he asked, “Is this some kind of joke or something? I know you’re a chemist and everything but…”

           “It’s not a joke. The moment I showered with that soap, men started hitting on me at the gym. Hell, even a woman complimented me on the scent. I can’t believe I let it go to my head. I can’t have sex with you because I know you really don’t want to have sex with me. You just think you do because of the scent.”

           “Sascha, I can guarantee that my attraction to you isn’t because of some soap you used. Baby, if you don’t believe me then take a shower with me using a different soap and you’ll see that nothing will change.”

           “I think it would be easier if we just forgot all about this.”

           “If I’m wrong then you won’t ever have to speak to me again after tonight. We’ve gone this far. Why not test out my theory?”

           I thought about it for a second before reluctantly taking off my heels and turning on the shower water. We climbed inside and I picked up one of my name brand soaps that didn’t break me out or make my skin dry. We showered together and after it was over, we dried each other off and then went back into my bedroom. He sat down on my bed and I leaned against my dresser. I just knew I was right and when he was silent for a long period of time, I finally got fed up. I was about to tell him goodnight but then he stood up and dropped the towel that was around his waist to the floor. His big dick was rock hard and he had the biggest smile on his face.

           “It’s not the soap, baby,” he said as he stepped towards me. “How could it have been when you made my dick hard the first day you moved into this apartment? That was way before you created…what was it, trial serum sixty-nine?”

           Before I could even come up with another theory, he grabbed me and lifted me up onto his strong body. He pinned me up against my dresser and kissed me passionately again as he thrusted his hips into me. He then took me over to my bed and gently laid me down on my back before spreading my legs and kissing his way down from lips to my neck to my breasts to my navel and finally to my hard dick. Without any hesitation, he began sucking my dick and I could immediately tell it wasn’t his first time.

           “Oh, baby,” I moaned as I clenched onto my sheets.

           He sucked me nice and slow for a while before sucking me faster and taking more of my dick into his mouth and throat. Soon, he was deep throating me without gagging once. He had my manicured toes curling up repeatedly by the way he was sucking my dick. As if sucking my dick wasn’t making me moan loud enough, he began kissing and licking my balls before pushing my legs back and licking on my asshole. I’d just gotten it waxed the day before so it was hypersensitive. He had me shaking and losing my mind each time he shoved his tongue deep inside it and then sucked on the rim of it with his full lips.

           “Amir!” I shouted as I reached down and grabbed the back of his head.

           He put his hand over mine and ate my ass aggressively. For the first time in my life, I felt like I was about to cum without touching my dick. As if he sensed he was pushing me over the edge, he stopped eating me and made me change positions with him. Now he was laying on his back and I was on top of him. I kissed him and licked on his nipples before moving down to his massive dick, which had to be over ten inches. I had to open my mouth wide to suck on it due to its thickness. He came up on his elbows and looked down at me as I sucked as much of his dick as I could, which was about halfway down the shaft. He had too much dick for me to suck down to the base, so I gagged on about half of it a few times before licking and sucking on his balls.

           “Yeah, get freaky, baby,” he said to me with that deep voice of his. “I rarely get women who are willing to get as freaky as me.”

           I knew exactly what he wanted me to do, so after licking on his balls for a while, I made him spread his legs more and pull them back a little for me. His tight asshole winked at me immediately and I wasted no time tasting it. The sound he made when my tongue first licked his asshole was so sexy that I couldn’t believe my ears. I rubbed his asshole a few times and he moaned each time it pulsated with my finger against it. I then went back to licking on it and got it wetter and wetter. I’d licked a man’s asshole a few times before but the experience was different with Amir. He seemed to be enjoying it way more than the men I’d done it for before. He had me thinking of doing more to him.

           “You’ll get the chance,” he said with this big smile. “I’ve always wanted to but I gotta think on it some more, baby.”

           “Believe it or not, I’ve never fucked a man before. Each guy I’ve been with either doesn’t clean his ass properly so I won’t go near it or when he does, he only lets me lick on it a little.”

           “Well, like I told you earlier today, I’m not like most men. Now kiss me.”

           I moved back up onto his big body and kissed him. We kissed and touched each other for a long period of time before I climbed off the bed and went into my closet to get some condoms and my lubricant. Luckily, I had two Magnum XL condoms left because the regular sized ones weren’t going to fit his dick. He licked my ass and I sucked his dick some more before he put on a condom and lubed his dick up with my lubricant. I put a considerable amount of the lubricant in my ass because I knew it would take more to prepare for him and that monster he was carrying between his legs.

           “Tell me if it gets too uncomfortable,” he told me as he teased my tight opening with it. “You sure you don’t wanna ride me to get comfortable?”

           “I trust you,” I told him.

           He kissed me before putting his focus back on entering me missionary style. I caressed his chest and gently pinched his nipples as he began to push the head of his dick into me. I squeezed on his nipples harder and harder the more he pushed inside of me. The nipple play was obviously turning him on more because I could feel his dick throbbing hard as it entered me. He’d pause every few seconds so that my ass could adjust to his presence and then he’d continue making progress. It wasn’t long before he was starting a steady rhythm where he’d push about half of his dick into me and then pull back a little before pushing in deeper. Once I was comfortable and could tolerate the pain, he lowered himself onto me and I wrapped my arms around him.

           “Yeah, hold onto me, baby,” he whispered in my ear.

           I held onto him as he began to go deeper and deeper into me. It seemed like the deeper he went, the more pleasure I was starting to feel. He’d kiss me while pushing into me and I’d feel nothing but pleasure. Then he’d stroke me hard and I’d feel a mixture of pleasure and pain. The uncertainty of not knowing how my ass would react was sexy to me for some reason. It was like I had no idea what to expect each time he pulled back and then pushed into me. When I slid my hands down his lower back and grabbed his muscular ass, he fucked me harder and harder.

           “Oh shit!” I hollered out. “Yes! Fuck me, daddy! Ah!”

           I wanted to drive him as crazy as he was driving me, so I slid my fingers in between his ass cheeks and rubbed on his asshole. He fucked me even harder and for a few seconds, we both lost control of ourselves. He immediately pulled out of me and I thought he was about to cum because of how he was convulsing and moaning. I think he also thought he was going to cum because he snatched the condom off. When he didn’t cum, he picked up another condom and tore the wrapper before putting it on his dick. He put some lubricant on it and then climbed off the bed and went over to my computer chair and sat down. I climbed off the bed and went over to him and climbed up onto his lap. I grabbed his dick and positioned it under my ass before coming down on it slowly.

           “Oh, fuck,” I moaned as my wet asshole embraced his swollen dick.

           He had this serious look on his face while I was beginning to ride him. Occasionally, he’d bite down on his bottom lip because my asshole would tighten up on his dick, but he mostly kept that serious look on his face. I wasn’t sure why he was making that face until he started grabbing me to slow me down. That’s when I figured he was trying not to cum. Knowing that I had that kind of control over him made me drunk with sexual power. I started riding his dick faster and faster and when he tried to stop me, I grabbed his arms and fought hard to keep them at his sides. I rode his dick like crazy and pushed him over the edge.

           “Fuck!” he hollered out. “Sascha!”

           His body went crazy and he almost made me fall over so I had to wrap my arms around his neck. He was shaking and jumping and I could feel his cum filling up the condom inside me. I’d never made a man cum that hard before so I was feeling a newfound sense of sexual strength as he continued to convulse under me. It took him a good while to calm down from that orgasm but when he did, he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me. He then held me as he stood up with his dick still deep inside me. He began fucking me again while standing up.

           “Ooh, baby,” I moaned as I dug my nails into his back.

           Keeping in place with one arm, he used the hand of his other arm to jack me off while he fucked me. I stared into his eyes and pressed my forehead to his as he brought me closer and closer to an orgasm. When his dick began to curve up into my ass at an odd angle, I think he tapped my prostate because I felt this huge amount of pressure building up inside me and then came this big orgasmic release. It was as if my asshole and my dick were teaming up to prove to me how real this experience was.

           “Oh…my…God,” I managed to say as my dick squirted out these thick white shots of cum all over Amir’s abs.

           My body tensed up and then relaxed on its own as I experienced this prolonged orgasm that had me on the verge of tapping out. I’d never had an orgasm last that long before in my life. His dick was still inside me and it was hard so my asshole was tightening on it. He was just grinning while I was trying to calm my body down from the intense orgasm he’d made me have. That shit had me ready to hit him because it felt so good.

           “You think you’re so bad,” I said as I playfully hit his chest. “Boy, let me down!”

           He let me down and laughed when I couldn’t stop my legs from shaking. He helped me over to my bed and joked, “I’ve had that effect on women before.”

           “Fuck you.” I laughed and playfully hit him again.

           He got down on his knees in front of me and told me, “Tell me what you want, Sascha. I want to give you anything you want.”

           I thought about it for a second before smiling and telling him, “Cook me dinner tomorrow at your place.”

           “Is that all?”

           “Also, until we both get tested, buy some condoms because you just used my last two Magnums, you big-dicked freak.”

           He laughed and then started kissing me again. We got up and took another shower together before climbing into my bed and cuddling up. He told me all about how he used to be ashamed of liking both cisgender women and transwomen before he found out his older brother liked both, too. I told him about how I grew up sheltered with a supportive family and went through a wild phase where I got tattoos in college because my best friend dared me to. I still wasn’t sure if my soap formula caused the breakthrough that I had with Amir, but I honestly didn’t care. Trial serum sixty-nine might have brought us together, but natural chemistry was going to handle the rest.

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

© D.A. Morrison 2018

**special shoutout to @nothinglikethis99 for helping me come up with the concept for this story**

           Although it wasn’t as confusing as it was when I was a little kid, my ability to read and sometimes control minds was something I was used to by the time I was eighteen. I’d stopped getting my enemies in trouble and embarrassing my bullies and decided to only interfere with someone’s thinking if I needed to. I once stopped a girl from committing suicide by telling her that her life mattered when I overheard her thinking about running into traffic one day after school. She thought my voice in her head was the voice of God. That was the day I decided to only use my gift for good. However, there were times where I found myself in wild situations and had to practice self-restraint. One day in gym class, I found myself in one of those situations.

           I’d figured out that I could control my secret ability by reciting the alphabet or counting loudly in my head constantly while staring at the floor. Whenever I wasn’t doing that, I heard each and every thought by anyone in close proximity to me. At the end of gym class, my last class for the day, I headed into the locker room and stared at the floor while reciting the alphabet loudly in my head. Since I was staring at the floor, I bumped into LaDarrius Richardson, one of the boys on the football team. That broke my chain of thought and that small second window caused me to hear something major.

           “Damn, Percy got some sexy lips,” LaDarrius thought in his head. “I bet he can suck dick better than half the lame bitches at this fuckin’ school.”

           “My bad,” I said to him as I moved out of his way.

           “Don’t speak to me, faggot,” he snapped at me angrily.

           I immediately began counting to one hundred while staring at the floor again as I made my way to my locker. While I was taking my clean clothes out of my locker, the sound of the final bell rang out and for some reason, it fucked with my counting. I looked up and immediately heard Tyrone Evans, another boy on the football team, thinking, “I wish these niggas would leave early so I can get Percy’s faggot ass to suck my dick.”

           I had no idea what was going on that day because usually I never listened to their thoughts since I knew they all didn’t like me. They said homophobic stuff all the time out loud so I didn’t want to hear it in their thoughts whenever I was around them. Now, I was hearing conflicting things from what they were saying out loud and what they were thinking. I resumed counting to drown their thoughts out but then four more of their teammates entered the locker room.

           “That nigga got on tights today,” I overheard their teammate Ricky Lewis say in his head about me. “He so fuckin’ cute.”

           “Them lips always get my dick hard,” their teammate Isaiah Haughton thought before grabbing his crotch. “I’d fuck the shit outta his lil’ ass, too.”

           “I wanna nut all on them lips,” added their teammate Khalil West.

           “I know he ain’t no virgin,” their teammate Dwayne Moore thought with a laugh.

                                             the football players

           Soon, I was hearing all six of their thoughts at once and they got louder after it was just me and them in the locker room. As much as I wanted to control their minds and get them to reveal to each other that they were all thinking about me sexually, I decided to grab my stuff and leave the locker room without changing into my clean clothes. I walked home, which was a few blocks away from school, and went up to my room. The thought of sucking all six of my ‘secret’ admirers was enough to get my dick hard. After locking my door and pulling out my phone, I recorded myself with my tights pulled down. I was a little musty from gym class and that turned me on even more.

                                                     Me (Percy)

           But just as I was about to jackoff, something strange happened. I began hearing both LaDarrius and Isaiah saying to me, “Football practice is canceled. Come back to the gym.”

           They kept saying that over and over again. This was the first time that I could hear thoughts without being anywhere near the people making the thoughts. Taking a chance, I asked with my mind, “Can you hear me?”

           “We all can,” all six of them thought at the same time.

           Not believing what was happening, I climbed off my bed and put my shoes back on. I put on my shirt and snuck back out of my house while my mama was vacuuming in her bedroom. I ran back to school and entered the gym through the back doors. When I made my way back into the locker room, the six football players were talking to one another but stopped when they noticed me standing there. I was shocked when they all began grabbing their dicks through their shorts and moving towards me.

           “This isn’t a joke, is it?” I asked them.

           Ricky put his finger up to my lips and told me with his mind, “We can hear your thoughts, baby.”

           “Baby?” I asked in my head.

           “He really likes this nigga, y’all,” LaDarrius said out loud in his head, causing the others to laugh.

           I still wasn’t convinced any of this was really happening until they began pulling their dicks out of their shorts. Ricky told me to sit down in front of his locker and when I did, he put his long dick in my face. I looked up into his eyes as I opened my mouth and began sucking him. The other five gathered around and jacked off as they watched me suck Ricky’s dick. Seeing their different dicks, smelling their individual scents combined with the scent of the locker room, and hearing their thoughts turned me on like nothing else.

           “Yeah, suck his dick,” Isaiah said to me with his mind.

           “Suck mine next,” Khalil demanded with his mind as he put his thick uncircumcised dick on my forehead.

           I stopped sucking Ricky so that I could suck Khalil. His dick had an added flavor since he was uncircumcised but it wasn’t nasty or anything like that. He was keeping his moans inside just like the others were so it was quiet throughout the locker room with the exception of my mouth’s sucking noises. After tasting Khalil’s dick, I moved on to LaDarrius’s dick light-skinned pink-headed dick. He smacked my face a few times before shoving his big dick into my throat, making me choke and cough up saliva all over his dick.

           “Yeah, I love that shit,” he told me with his mind. “Grab my nuts.”

           I gently grabbed his balls and he tilted his head back and exhaled loudly while I continued to suck his dick and get it wet. After a little while, he pulled his dick out of my mouth and smacked my face again before pushing my head towards Dwayne’s long but skinny chocolate dick. He told me with his mind that he loved having the head sucked on first, so I sucked on the head for a while before sucking more of it. He lifted his hoodie and shirt before grabbing the back of my head and choking me with his long dick. He wouldn’t let me come up for air for a good while so when he finally let go, I was gasping for air.

           “Suck me next,” Tyrone communicated to me mentally as he put his shorter but thick dick in my face.

           While I sucked his dick, Ricky made me get down on my knees so that he could pull my tights down. He smacked my ass a few times before spreading my butt cheeks and sniffing and licking on my asshole. That’s when I had to break the no noise rule and let out a moan. LaDarrius took off one of his socks and used it to tie around the knobs of the double doors that led into the locker room. He then made his way back over to the group and told me to stay quiet with his mind.

           After sucking Tyrone, I finally got around to sucking Isaiah, who I sensed was feeling left out. I apologized to him before kissing and sucking on his dick; which was the longest and thickest out of all of them. Ricky was still licking on my asshole and calling me his baby, and now Isaiah was also calling me baby and boo. He and Ricky then switched places and soon, the others were getting jealous.

           “Suck me,” they were all saying to me at different times.

           Needing to establish some order, I made Isaiah get down lower so that I could squat over his face while I took turns sucking the other five; rotating every fifteen seconds. The counting sometimes interfered with my ability to hear their thoughts but I somehow managed to give them equal time. It wasn’t long before I was getting some of them to bust their nuts.

           “Oh, fuck, nigga,” Khalil moaned in his head as his uncircumcised dick shot cum all over my forehead and in my hair. He kept jacking off over me until his dick stopped releasing cum. He smiled at me as he rubbed his dick on my lips and under my nose. He then backed away and got naked before heading to the showers.

           “Catch this nut,” LaDarrius told me with his mind as he shot seven quick shots of cum on my lips and in my nose. He laughed a little when I coughed and snorted to get his cum out of my nose. “Sorry, bruh.” He bent down and kissed the side of my head before leaving to join Khalil in the showers.

           I could tell both Tyrone and Dwayne were trying to hold off from busting their nuts but I was determined to get them both. I moved back and forth between them, deep throating both their dicks and jacking them off. Every now and then, I’d put my tongue and lips on their balls and then go back to sucking them. When both of them told me they were about to cum, I jacked them both off at the same time as they showered my chin and neck with their gooey loads.

           “Thank you,” they both told me mentally at the same time. They shook their dicks to get all of the cum out and on me before getting naked and going to the showers.

           Now it was just me, Isaiah, and Ricky left. They made me stand up and bend over while they took turns licking my ass while I jacked off. They even took turns kissing me and both tried to get me to let them fuck but I wouldn’t. Eventually, I let Ricky slide his dick up and down in between my butt cheeks while Isaiah jacked his dick off with mine in his hands. The three of us came at the same time and it felt so good that my knees almost gave in. Ricky got really freaky and licked his own cum up from in between my ass cheeks. The three of us kissed and then took a shower together after the others stepped out of the shower.

           Isaiah and Ricky were the only two who stayed behind and waited for me to get ready to leave. They even walked me home and asked when I could hook up again. I told them I’d think about it and then went back into my house. I was exhausted after all of that. The next day, the six of them could no longer start a conversation with me using their minds but I could still read their minds. They all wanted me to suck them but I only wanted Ricky and Isaiah, leading the others to call me a faggot and other silly names. I didn’t care though. If I wanted to, I could’ve made them do anything and I let them all know that. So, without even having to force them, Isaiah and Ricky became my two secret boyfriends. As for the others, I decided to mind fuck them anytime they got out of line.

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

© D.A. Morrison 2018

           I honestly didn’t know why my ex-boyfriend Cadric was hitting my phone up all day that day. He didn’t text me or hit me up on one of my social media accounts. He just kept calling. I was booked for photoshoots all day so I didn’t answer his calls while I worked in my studio. Usually, it would be my current fiancé Lionel calling me to remind me to pick something up from the grocery store or to grab the mail from the mailbox. However, I hadn’t gotten a call from Lionel that whole day. Instead, I received nearly fifty calls from Cadric.

           “What do you want, Cadric?” I asked after finally answering my phone that afternoon. “You have been calling me all fucking day and I don’t…”

           “Calm down, big daddy,” he said with a giggle on the other end. “I thought there were no hard feelings when I left you?”

           “What the fuck do you want?”

           “I’m back in Atlanta.”

           “For what?”

           “I need your help with something and before you say no, I’m willing to pay.”

           “Willing to pay? You want me to take some shots of you?”

           “Exactly. I’m trying to get my name on the audition list for this new reality show for black gay men in paradise. We’ll be spending a month at a resort in Jamaica and…”

           “Cadric, I don’t know. I mean, maybe you should get someone else.”

           “I need these pics to look professional, Marky. You’re the best photographer I know. If I didn’t trust your skills then I wouldn’t have invested my money in your studio. Please, Marky, I really need this. Like I said, I’m willing to pay.”

           I thought on it for a second and quickly told him, “I’m charging my standard rate plus time for keeping the studio open after work hours. It’s six o’clock and I’ve already been closed for a half-hour.”

           “Deal.”

           “How fast can you get here?”

           “Well, I’m heading to the park a few blocks away from the studio. I was hoping you could meet me there and we could walk back to the studio.”

           “Why?”

           “I miss you. I would like to know what your life has been like since I moved away last year.”

           “I met someone else, moved in with him, and now we’re engaged. There, we’re caught up. Walk here so we can do this.”

           “Marky, you’re engaged? Wow, congratulations.”

           I blushed a little and rolled my eyes as I said, “Thank you.”

           “I’m so happy for you. I had no idea. I’m pretty sure you’ve noticed I haven’t been very active on any of my social media accounts in a while.”

           “Yeah, I’ve noticed that. Why haven’t you?”

           “Come meet me at the park and I’ll tell you. I’m almost there.”

           “But Cadric…” The phone beeped because he’d hung up. Not wanting to waste any time, I headed out of my studio building and walked a few blocks over to the park. I didn’t see him anywhere so I sat down on some steps and waited for him.

                                                   Me (Marcus)

           “Oh my God,” his voice called out. I looked up to see him standing there with a big smile on his face. “You look so…different.”

           “I do?”

           “Yeah. I mean, you’re still your usual sexy, tall and beefy self but there’s definitely something different about you.”

           “Well, you look good, too.” I stood up and pointed to his duffle bag and asked, “You got everything you’ll need in there?”

           “I sure do. But first…” He dropped the duffle bag and then wrapped his arms around me. “I’m sorry for this but I really have missed you, Marky.”

           Reluctantly, I hugged him back and told him, “I kinda missed you, too. I can’t lie, I miss you calling me Marky all the time. Nobody else did that but you.”

           He pulled back and stared into my eyes as he asked, “Is your fiancé at the studio? I’d love to meet him.”

                                                      Cadric

           “Nah, he’s probably still at work right now. He’s a nurse over at Piedmont Atlanta.”

           “A nurse? Ooh, I bet he’s resourceful, huh?”

           “He takes his job seriously and he works crazy hours, but it’s worth it. He loves helping people.” I pulled out my phone and pulled up a pic of me and Lionel to show him. “That’s my boo, Lionel.”

           “Aw, he’s adorable. I didn’t think you were into the high yellow petite type. That’s definitely not who you cheated on me with.”

           “Cadric, I thought everything was gonna be cool between us. If you’re gonna throw the past up in my face…”

           “I’m sorry. I really am.” He softly touched my arm and stared into my eyes as he told me, “I really am happy for you and Lionel. You make an adorable couple. I hope I get an invitation to the wedding.”

           “Hmm, we’ll see about that. You ready to go to the studio?”

           “I sure am.” He picked his duffle bag back up and we began walking out of the park. “So, how did you and Lionel meet?”

           “I first met him while getting coffee one morning before heading to the studio. We had a conversation that amounted to nothing but a few nights later, we found each other on Jack’d.” I laughed as I continued, “We hooked up and had sex and then we argued because I wouldn’t let him spend the night. Even though we argued, we made plans to go see a movie and that was it. We’ve been attached ever since. He moved into my place a few months after that and I popped the question a little while after that.”

           “Wow, all within a year.”

           “Huh?”

           “Marcus, it’s been exactly one year since I broke up with you and moved to Charlotte to live with my sister.”

           “Oh yeah, it has been a year. Damn. So, what have you been up to?”

           “I’ve been dating but nothing serious. I stayed with my sister a few months until I got on my feet and then I got my own place. Charlotte is nice. There aren’t as many messy queens there as there are here, but I do miss Atlanta.”

           “Why did you move away? I know you got tired of my bullshit but you could’ve stayed here, Cadric.”

           “I needed a restart. It had nothing to do with you. That’s another reason why I wanted you to do my photoshoot. Marky, I don’t want you to feel guilty for how our relationship ended. I still love you and care about you so I feel like I should tell you that it’s okay. I forgave you a long time ago. And I’ve accepted the fact that there was nothing I could do to change the situation.”

           Hearing him say all of that actually did lift a big weight off my shoulder. I did feel guilty for how I treated Cadric. We’d been together off and on since high school and I cheated on him a lot. Even when we moved in together after college, I had trouble remaining faithful. I loved him so much but I couldn’t stop hurting him and I still don’t know why. With Lionel, I was faithful. I put his needs first every single day. It was almost like I’d become an entirely different person.

           “Do you remember where the changing rooms are?” I asked Cadric as we entered the studio.

           “Boy, I remember everything about this place,” he replied. “I know you remember when we set this place up. We fucked like animals all over this building.”

           I laughed as I asked, “You remember our freaky photoshoot?”

           “How could I forget? You licked whipped cream off my ass and I licked a cherry out of yours.”

           “I still have those pics. I haven’t looked at them but I do still have them in my secret vault.”

           “I wouldn’t mind seeing them again.”

           I chuckled and said, “Maybe another time. You go ahead and get ready while I set my camera up. I’ll be in room B.”

           He went into one of the changing rooms and I grabbed one of my Nikon cameras and headed into one of my photoshoot rooms. I set my camera up on its tripod and then turned on some lighting that would work with Cadric’s skin tone. I was in the middle of getting the lighting right when I finally got a call from Lionel.

           “Hey baby,” I said after answering the call. “I’ve been waiting for you to text or call all day.”

           “I uh…I’ve been busy,” he said with a weird tone in his voice.

           “Boo, is everything okay? You sound…weird.”

           “I’m okay. I’m just tired, baby.” He sniffled and asked, “What time will you be home?”

           “I have a…uh…thing I’m doing right now. I’ll probably be home in a couple of hours. Is your shift over?”

           “No. I’m still at the hospital. I should be home around nine.”

           “Okay. You want me to pick anything up on my way home from the store?”

           “Uh…no. That’s okay. I was just calling to check in. I’ll see you later.”

           “Alright. I love you.”

           “Love you, too.”

           I ended the call and suddenly got this feeling that everything wasn’t okay. There was something about the way he sounded over the phone that didn’t sit right with me. I finished setting up and the moment I turned around to check on Cadric, I saw him standing right there in the doorway holding a bottle of cocoa butter in nothing but a pair of orange and black briefs that fit him perfectly in all the right places. He looked so damn sexy but he had this serious look on his face.

           “What?” he asked me. “Is something wrong?”

           “Nah,” I said while stepping behind my camera stand to hide the erection forming in my pants. “You look fantastic.”

           “Thank you, Marky. Can you help me put some cocoa butter on my back and lower back?”

           “Uh…sure. Just give me a second.”

           I pretended to do something with my camera for a little while as I thought of different things in an attempt to make my erection go away. When it finally went down enough where it wouldn’t get noticed, I stepped from behind the camera stand and took the bottle from him. I squeezed some of the cocoa butter out onto my hand and then sat the bottle down. I rubbed the cocoa butter all over his back and lower back. I rubbed it in and it took every ounce of power within me to keep my dick from getting hard.

           “All done,” I said to him as I stopped rubbing his back. “You can go ahead and step up on the platform.”

           He stepped onto the raised platform and asked, “How should I pose?”

           “Do whatever you want. With the way you look, I don’t think those reality show casting people will care about the poses. Are you ready?”

           “Yeah, I’m ready. Make me look sexy, Marky.”

           He didn’t need help in that department. I was damn near on the verge of drooling. Hell, when he laid down on the platform and raised one leg up I did drool a little. I snapped the first shot of him and that kind of broke the ice in the room. My camera was definitely in sync with him because each and every shot was simply beautiful. His beautiful chocolate skin connected with the lighting and glistened whenever the camera’s flash hit him. As much as I wanted to remain professional while taking shots of him, I couldn’t help but get turned on whenever he looked at me. By the end of the session, I was beyond horny. It got stronger as I reviewed some of the shots.

           “I think it’s safe to say you’re gonna get picked for the show,” I told him.

           “I think it’s safe to say you’re gonna get picked for the show,” I told him.

           “Really?” he asked with a big smile.

           “Hell yeah. You look…you really look amazing, Cadric.”

           “Thank you, Marky! I knew I could count on you!” He hugged me and I hugged him back. “Not only am I going to pay you the amount you said I had to pay, I’m gonna give you a tip. Thank you so much!”

           It was during that hug that I lost control. My nine inches of uncut dick got hard and there was no stopping it that time. I knew pulling back wouldn’t have worked because he still would’ve noticed. It poked him and he immediately looked down. He backed away a little and just stared at it as his own dick began to get hard in the briefs he was wearing. Without saying a single word to each other, we began kissing and touching all over each other. I grabbed and squeezed on his ass while our hard dicks were pressed together, only kept apart by our clothing.

           “Take them briefs off,” I told him.

           “Yes, big daddy,” he smiled as he pulled the briefs down and stepped out of them. He turned around and climbed back up onto the platform and parted his ass cheeks for me.

           “Damn, when was the last time you got fucked? That ass looks tighter than I remember.”

           “Stick your tongue in it and see if it tastes like you remember, Marky.”

           I first rubbed on it with my index finger and got turned on every time he made it pucker. I then put my nose to it and sniffed it, taking in its sweet cocoa butter flavored scent. My mouth watered and when I gave him that first lick, I was hooked again. I rimmed him the way I knew he loved being rimmed, nice and slow and wet. He arched his back and put his head down on the platform floor so that I could shove my tongue deep inside him.

           After just a few minutes, he pulled away and told me, “I wanna go somewhere more comfortable.”

           “Like where?” I asked. “I can’t take you back to my place. I know you used to live there, too but I live there with Lionel and…”

           “I was thinking of my hotel suite, Marky.” He laughed and asked, “Can you drive me back there?”

           “I’m not sure I can drive with my dick being this hard.”

           He slid his hand into my pants and grabbed my dick before saying, “Just think of all the things I’ll do to it once we get to my hotel suite.”

           “Alright, let’s go.”

           “I’m gonna go change and you go ahead and send those shots to my email. You remember my email address, right?”

           “Yeah, I do. Go ahead and get changed. I’ll send them to you. I’m ready to give you the dick I know you’ve been missing, baby.”

           He dashed out of the room and I bent down to pick up the briefs he’d left behind. I sniffed them before stuffing them into my back pocket. I then headed over to my camera, took out my SD card and inserted it into my MacBook. I emailed him each photo and then shut my computer down. Within minutes, we were in my Chevy Tahoe headed to the Hilton where he was staying. The moment we entered his suite, we were all over each other. He immediately got down on his knees, pulled my pants and boxer briefs down and started sucking my dick.

           “You have no idea how much I missed this uncut dick,” he said to me while licking on my foreskin. “I miss how you used to stretch me out with this thick piece of meat.”

           “I am gonna nut all inside you like I used to,” I told him as I pulled my shirt off. “And then I’m gonna suck the nut out your ass.”

           “Ooh, I see you’re still nasty as fuck.”

           “Only for you, baby. Only for you.”

           We got naked and climbed onto the bed and I fucked his mouth the way I used to when we were together. I choked him and had him gagging like crazy as I pushed my dick into his throat. I’d never admit it out loud, but Cadric was the best partner I’d ever had in bed. I cheated on him but I never wanted it to end because he did please me sexually. With him, I never had to tell him what I wanted. He always seemed to just know. Like once he started rimming my asshole without me telling him I wanted him to do that. It was never that way with Lionel.

           With Lionel, I had to suppress a lot of my sexual desires. He was more conventional and conservative in bed. Yet, I loved that about him. He was my little innocent boo that had only been with two other guys before me. Thinking about him suddenly changed the mood for me and I knew Cadric noticed it. He stopped sucking my dick and sat up on his knees and began kissing and sucking on my nipples. I just wasn’t feeling it by that point so I stopped him.

           “What’s wrong?” he asked. “Did I do something wrong? You like having your nipples sucked, right?”

           “Yeah, but I can’t do this. I’m sorry Cadric but this is wrong. I can’t do this to Lionel.”

           “Oh, wow.”

           “I know you’re probably pissed at me but…”

           “No. No, it’s fine.”

           “Really?”

           “Marky, it’s fine. And you’re right, this is wrong. You’re engaged and I shouldn’t have pushed for this.”

           “You didn’t really push for it. I caused this. I should’ve known seeing you would bring up all sorts of feelings, especially seeing you in nothing but underwear. This whole thing was a mistake now when I think about it.”

           “Well, thanks for taking the photos of me. There’s nothing wrong with you helping me with that.”

           “I should get going.” I picked my clothes up and began getting dressed. He climbed under the sheets to shield his naked body from me. Before leaving, I looked at him and said, “I’m really sorry, Cadric.”

           “Marky, I already told you it’s fine.”

           “No, I mean, I’m sorry about everything. Look, I guess I’m always going to love you. I’m always gonna have a thing for you because we were great together for a time. You were my first love and I was yours. That never really goes away, huh?”

           “No, it doesn’t. But I’m happy for you and the man you’ve become. I envy Lionel. He doesn’t have to go through what I went through. I hope it all works out for you and him.”

           “Thanks. Goodnight.”

           “Goodnight, Marky.”

           Without saying another word, I left his suite. I tried to call Lionel as I was driving home, but he didn’t answer. I was so happy that I hadn’t caved in and gone all the way with Cadric. I messed up but I didn’t complete it. Lionel was all I needed and I had to stay committed to him. So when I got home and noticed his car was in the driveway, I jumped out of my truck and ran in.

           “Lionel, baby,” I called out as I ran upstairs. “Boo, I’m so glad you’re home. I…” I stopped when I noticed him standing there with his luggage packed. “Baby, what’s going on?”

                                                       Lionel

           “You dirty bastard,” he said while staring at me with his shades on.

           “What? Boo, what’s wrong?”

           “I thought he was bullshitting me until I saw you with him! I saw you hug him! And I saw you go from your studio to that damn hotel!”

           “Saw who? Baby, what the fuck is going on?”

           “Your fucking ex, Marcus! You fucked him, didn’t you?”

           “Whoa, hold up. How do you even know what my ex looks like?”

           “Did you fuck him?”

           “No, I didn’t.”

           “But you did meet up with him and you took him back to your studio?”

           “He wanted me to take some pics of him for some audition or something like that. Did he call you or something?”

           “He showed up at the hospital yesterday and told me you were a serial cheater.”

           “What? Lionel, I’m not like that anymore. Whatever he told you…”

           “Not like that anymore? Marcus, you never told me you had that kind of problem. If you had, I wouldn’t have given you the time of day!”

           “Baby, I’ve been faithful to you. I’ve been one hundred percent faithful and loyal to you the whole time we’ve been together. I’ve changed, baby.”

           He looked me up and down and took off his shades before asking, “You’ve changed, huh? Oh, you’ve changed?” He reached behind me and pulled out the pair of briefs I’d forgotten was in my back pocket. “You’re disgusting.”

           “Baby, wait. There’s a story behind that and…”

           “I thought he was playing me but you’re the one playing me. You’ve been playing me this whole time.”

           “Lionel, this is bullshit! I didn’t cheat on you.”

           “Yeah, and you didn’t cheat on Cadric either, huh?”

           “I did but that was a long time ago.”

           “Last year is a long time ago to you? You told me you and your ex broke up because you argued all the time. You didn’t mention anything about fidelity issues on your part. I can’t believe I accepted that whack ass proposal! I am so stupid!”

           “Lionel, you have to believe me. Nothing happened between me and Cadric. I don’t want him like that anymore.”

           “Is that right? Well, he told me that you have these pics of him and you having sex in your studio. Do you still have them or did you destroy them? And have you deleted the pics you took of him today? Prove to me that you don’t still want him and that you didn’t fuck him just now in his hotel suite!”

           I looked down at the floor and told him, “All I have is my word, baby.”

           Tears rolled down his face as he told me, “Your word doesn’t mean shit to me anymore.” He took off the ring I’d put on his finger and hit me in the face with it before shouting, “Stay the fuck away from me! I hate you!” He dashed out of our bedroom and seconds later, I heard the front door open and slam.

           “Damnit!” I shouted as I kicked over the nightstand beside the bed. I almost lost my shit for a second but then pulled it together and pulled out my phone. I called Cadric twenty times in a row and he finally picked up on the twenty-first call.

           “Wassup, Marky,” he said happily.

           “You piece of fucking trash! Why did you lie to Lionel like that? He just walked out on me.”

           “Lie? Motherfucker, where did I lie? You are a cheating ass bastard and I’m glad that poor boy had enough sense to leave your ass before you ruined his life the way you ruined mine.”

           “Ruined your…” I snapped and said, “Listen here you fucking bitch, you better call Lionel or meet up with me and him and straighten this shit out!”

           “Or what? What the fuck are you going to do? I’ve already checked out of my suite and I’m on my way back to Charlotte as we speak.”

           “Why did you do this to me? I thought we were cool.”

           “We will never be cool because you hurt me, Marcus. I’m damaged because of the shit you put me through and it doesn’t matter how many therapists I go see, I’ll never be able to trust anyone the way I put my trust in you. I couldn’t sit back and let you do to Lionel what you did to me.”

           I cried and my voice cracked as I shouted, “I love Lionel! I wouldn’t do that shit to him!”

           “Well, I considered that possibility and I wanted to believe you’d changed but you failed every single test. Agreeing to do the photoshoot was fine, but you got turned on and you touched me and kissed me. You put your tongue in my ass and then fucked my throat before you even thought about Lionel. Do you know how fucked up that is? You are a lost fucking cause, Marcus! Once a cheater, always a cheater.”

           “Fuck you! You faggot ass bitch!”

           I hung up on him and threw my phone against the wall before breaking out into a crazed fit. I tore the bedroom up and punched several holes in the wall. In all my frustration and anger, I realized Cadric was right. I only had myself to blame. Coming to terms with that realization took me into an even darker place. I needed serious help and I didn’t know where to start. All I knew was that everything wasn’t going to be okay and my life had been changed 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 2018

           For the longest time, I never understood why my girlfriend’s ex-boyfriend Shamar Hastings had a problem with me. Him and her broke up on pretty amicable terms and even though they didn’t really talk to each other anymore, they were cordial with each other whenever me and her ran into him around campus or at a club. But when it came to me, he was always giving me weird looks or talking shit. There were times where he’d be a complete dick to me for no reason. I’d gotten used to his attitude towards me but I couldn’t lie, that shit was annoying as fuck. Then again, I had my own secret reason for wanting him to be cool with me.

           “We need one more guy, Keith,” my friend Cordell said as we were about to play a game of touch football.

           I looked around and quickly spotted Shamar talking with a group of dudes. I ran over to him and asked, “Bruh, you wanna play some touch football with us?”

           He gave me a side-eye and replied with a quick, “No.”

           “Come on, man. We need one more player.” I laughed a little and teased, “I know you ain’t scared.”

           “Nigga, I said no. Step the fuck on.”

           I shook my head and pointed to one of the dudes he’d been talking to and asked, “What about you, big man?”

           “Yeah, I’m down,” the dude replied.

           “That’s wassup,” I said before taking my shirt off and shaking my head at Shamar. “At least somebody over here ain’t bein’ a lil’ bitch.”

           Shamar looked me up and down and smirked as he said, “Whatever, nigga.”

           Me and the other dude ran back over to where my friend and some other guys were waiting and started our game. It was a hot night and we were all at the park for a cookout that was raising money for a program ran by our college that helped young black men get into college or trade school. I knew Shamar was going to be there because he was in our black student union just like I was. As usual, he was being a dick and putting up a front like he was too cool to do anything but walk around shirtless and flirt with girls.

                                              Me (Keith Townsend)

           “I told y’all I’m too fast for you,” I said with a laugh as me and the other dudes finished our game. “You lucky we didn’t play for money.”

           “I know that’s right,” Cordell said with a smile as he gave me a high-five.

           As they stood on the field talking, I ran over to a cooler and grabbed a bottle of water. I turned around and literally bumped into this tall and slim pretty girl with long braids. I smiled and told her, “My bad, beautiful.”

           “It’s okay,” she said this cute smile on her face. “You’re Nikki’s boyfriend, right?”

           “Yeah.”

           “She must not be too bright. What kind of a girlfriend lets her man come to a cookout by himself and walk around all shirtless and sweaty?”

           “The kind of girlfriend who trusts her man.”

           “Oh, you’re one of the rare ones, huh?”

           “Yep.”

           She rolled her eyes and said, “Thanks for giving me another reason to hate Nikki’s uppity ass.” She flicked her braids off her shoulder and stormed off like I’d just cussed her out or something.

           “You lame as fuck for that,” Shamar said as he stepped over to where I was standing.

           “I’m lame for not cheating on Nikki? Damn, no wonder why she dumped you.”

           “First of all, me and her broke up with each other so she didn’t dump me. Second of all, it’s not cheating if you girl is out of town.”

           “So, I’m supposed to dog Nikki out just because she’s out of town? That sounds like some raggedy ashy ass nigga logic to me, bruh. There’s nothing any random woman got that I want.”

           “Man, there ain’t shit better than new pussy and you know it. You can talk all that bullshit about bein’ faithful all you want, but that shit is clearly an act. I can look at you and tell you don’t only smash Nikki.”

           “Bruh, you don’t know anything about me. You don’t even have a single clue.” I took a sip from my bottled water and stared down at his crotch for a millisecond.

           He smirked and licked his lips before rolling his eyes and saying, “Yeah, bet.” He climbed up on a park monument near the cooler and asked, “Why you always talk shit whenever I’m around?”

                                                  Shamar Hastings

           I gave him the craziest look and responded, “Nigga, I know you are not talking! Man, you’re the one always on some bullshit. I don’t have any problems with you, Shamar.”

           “I don’t have any problems with you either, bruh.”

           “Okay, but you’re the one who acts salty all the damn time. Don’t try to flip that shit on me.”

           He laughed and said, “Okay, damn. You mad now?”

           “Man, whatever.” I drank more water before asking, “How did you know Nikki was out of town?”

           “She tweeted that she was going home and added an airplane emoji the other day.”

           “Oh, okay.”

           “You ain’t gotta worry, man. Me and her don’t text or hit up each other’s DMs or anything like that.”

           “Trust me bro, I ain’t worried. I’m secure with my shit.” I looked at my phone to see what time it was. I then put it back up and told him, “I guess it’s time for me to go.”

           “It ain’t even been nighttime that long yet.”

           “I gotta work in the morning. I need to get home, take a shower, smoke a blunt I rolled up earlier and get some sleep. Well, first I need to play some Madden NFL 18 and then go to bed.”

           “You got Madden NFL 18? For what, PlayStation 4?”

           “Yep.”

           “Shit, can I come? I can help you out with that blunt, too?”

           I gave him another look and said, “Man, I don’t know. You be trippin’.”

           “Bro, it’s all good between us. For real.” He climbed down and shook my hand before asking, “Your roommates don’t trip, do they?”

           “Well, only one is still in town for the summer and he works security at a club for older people until four in the morning. The other two won’t be back until the week before classes start later this month.”

           “Shit, cool. Let’s go then.”

           “Alright. Follow my car with yours. Oh, I need to stop by CVS first.”

           “Okay.”

           The moment we got into our cars, I knew it was going down. I wasn’t too sure about Shamar at first but I knew he was DL when he licked his lips after catching me staring at his dick print. When it comes to DL dudes, you have to pay attention to both the subtle and not so subtle shit. I’d thrown as many hints as I could like saying no woman besides Nikki had anything I wanted. I also had confirmation when he asked if my roommates would trip; which is code for asking if they’re always around. Still, I’m glad he stayed in the car when I went into CVS. I could’ve easily been wrong about him and there’s no telling how he would’ve reacted if he saw me buying condoms and a two-pack box of Fleet. When we got to my apartment, he’d already changed up his demeanor. I knew he wasn’t gonna put up that bullshit front anymore.

           “You sure your roommate will be out until late?” he asked as he followed me into my room.

           “Yeah, bruh,” I replied as I sat my CVS bag on my bed.

           With no kind of warning, this nigga stepped up to me aggressively like he was gonna punch me but instead he kissed me and squeezed on my ass through my fitted sweatpants. I have no idea how he knew I liked to be manhandled but I wasn’t gonna ask any questions. My dick went from soft to hard automatically and so did his. He pulled his out and I did the same. Our dicks were about the same size which meant he had about eight or eight and a half inches.

           “I been tryna get up in that ass,” he said to me in between kisses, “but you never caught on to my hints. I caught yours tonight though.”

           “I figured you did,” I said back with a laugh. “How long you been on the low?”

           “Shit, since back in high school. You?”

           “The same.”

           We started kissing again and playing with each other’s dicks. I was ready to give up my ass to him right then and there but I needed to clean it out first. I grabbed the Fleet from the bag and turned to try to go to the bathroom but this nigga pulled my sweatpants all the way down, squatted behind me and started licking on my asshole. That shit felt so good that I almost fell over. I had a feeling he was a freak but I wasn’t expecting him to start rimming my ass before I got to make it smell fresh. I probably wasn’t that funky since I’d showered before going to the cookout but still, I’d played touched football and gotten sweaty.

           “Damn, that ass is good, nigga,” he said while rubbing my now wet hole with his thumb. “I’m fuck the hell outta you, Keith. And I ain’t on that bullshit.”

           “Is that right?” I asked.

           He smacked my ass hard and licked on my asshole a few more times before standing back up. He followed me into my bathroom. While I used warm water and a little soap in the Fleet bottle to clean out my ass, he watched and jacked off. I’d never had a dude watch me clean out my ass let alone get turned on by it. He was loving every second and beating his dick harder and harder. After a good while, I was done and ready to take a shower. He joined me and couldn’t keep his hands off me.

           “You gonna let me wear that ass out?” he asked me while fingering me with his soapy middle finger.

           “Hell yeah,” I replied.

           “I’ma fuck you like I used to fuck your girl when she was mine, nigga.”

           Hearing him say that shit turned me on even more. I wanted him to fuck me as hard as he could. I rarely hooked up with dudes so whenever I did, I always wanted them to fuck me good. I prefer to bottom with dudes because for me, getting fucked was a different type of pleasure than fucking and I got enough pleasure fucking Nikki and I wasn’t really interested in being a top for a guy. I’d be vers with the right dude but with a dude like Shamar, I was strictly a bottom.

           “Put that ass up in the air, nigga,” he told me as he pushed me down onto my bed after our shower. I arched my back for him and he smacked my ass hard repeatedly. “Damn, that shit so fuckin’ tight.”

           He kissed, licked, sucked and slurped on my hole like there was no tomorrow. I hadn’t had my ass eaten that good before so I had to bury my face in my pillow to muffle my moans. When he slowed it down and softly slid his tongue deep into me and sucked the outside of my hole with his lips, I broke out into convulsions. I was on the verge of busting a nut because he was also gripping my dick hard from the back, so I had to stop him a few times. I wanted to save that nut for when he was fucking me.

           “Let me suck that dick, bruh,” I said to him when I couldn’t take anymore.

           He pushed his middle finger deep into my asshole one more time and then sucked on it as he laid down on my bed. I grabbed his hard dick and started sucking him all the way down to his balls. None of the dudes I’d been with were ready for my head game and Shamar was no exception. I had him squirming and stretching his legs out and grabbing his dick to keep it from busting a nut too soon. His dick was a little thicker than mine so I gagged a few times but I still managed to suck the soul out of that sexy caramel dick.

           “Suck that dick, nigga,” he called out. “Ah fuck!”

           Every couple of minutes he’d stop me and make me kiss him and swap spit with him before making me suck his dick again. That shit was so hot that I almost busted a few times while I jacked off. After sucking him for forever, he pushed me back and started sucking my dick while fingering my asshole. Other than him, only one dude ever sucked my dick before fucking me and it wasn’t all that. Shamar knew what he was doing. He was sucking my dick better than any girl had, including Nikki. It was still hard to believe that I was doing all of this with my girl’s ex-boyfriend.

           “Nigga, I’m ready to fuck,” he said while reaching over to grab the box of condoms.

           As he was taking a condom out to use, I hopped off the bed and ran over to my closet to get my bottle of lube. When I got back to the bed, he’d already slapped one of the condoms on his dick and was waiting for me to climb on top of his sexy body. I wanted to start licking on his big pretty feet but he was ready for some ass and I was more than ready for some dick. I squirted some lube onto my hand and spread it all over his condom-covered dick and squirted a little on my finger to put around and inside my asshole. I then sat the lube down on my nightstand and climbed up on him.

           “Are you gonna let me fuck all the time?” he asked as I was positioning his dick to enter my ass. “Because I wanna fuck you after tonight.”

           “We’ll see,” I replied.

           I got the angle right on the first try and I swear his dick head entered my tight asshole smoother than any other dude’s dick had ever entered me before. There was a little pain but it wasn’t like how it usually felt. When I came down on his dick more and felt pleasure from the stretching, I knew I’d come across some good dick. My dick was already hard but it was stiffening and pulsating like crazy because of how good his dick felt in my ass. It wasn’t long before I was dripping precum all over his abs.

           “Ride that dick,” he called out while clenching onto my sheets. “Damn, bruh!”

           “That ass feel good, baby?” I asked with a smile.

           “Hell yeah. I’m trying not to nut too soon. You gonna have to let me take control in a few minutes.”

           “Alright, let me ride this shit for a little bit.”

           I pinched his nipples as I started riding him harder and faster. He smacked my ass a few times before grabbing my butt cheeks and squeezing on them. He didn’t let me ride him too much longer than that. He sat up, kissed my lips, flipped me on my back with his dick still inside me and started fucking me missionary style. I held my legs back and let him go as deep as he wanted to go. There was a little more pain but it still felt more pleasurable than painful.

           “You better let me fuck again,” he told me as he stroked my ass hard. “If you don’t, I’ma take that shit.”

           “Ah, fuck! Fuck me, nigga!”

           “I should fuck both you and Nikki! You’d like that shit?”

           “I’d love that shit, nigga! Fuck!”

           I put my hand on his abs to get him to ease up a little but he slapped it away and said, “Keep yo fuckin’ hands down, bruh! You touch me and I’m gonna fuck you harder!”

           The pain was increasing but I was getting hornier because of it. He was fucking me harder than I’d ever been fucked and my ass was begging for more. I left my dick alone because I didn’t want to cum and risk messing up the intensity of it all. He was digging deep in me and all I could do was put my hands on his firm muscular ass and squeeze. When my ass started making these wet squishy noises, he lost control and pulled out of me.

           He snatched the condom off and hollered, “Fuck!”

           I’d never seen somebody shoot that much nut from their dick before in person. Hell, I don’t think I’d ever seen it in porn either. His creamy white cum was all over my stomach and chest, and some rolled down my sides and onto my bed. He tugged on his dick until every ounce of cum had rolled out of it and then he relaxed and tried to catch his breath.

           “I needed that shit bad,” he said with a laugh. “I need another one.”

           “Are you for real?” I asked while rubbing my sore and gaping asshole.

           “Yeah, I gotta get another one. Look how hard my dick is. Besides, you ain’t busted yours yet.”

           He reached over and grabbed another condom. While he put the condom on and lubed his dick up, I turned over and arched my back for him. I was already jacking off as he reentered me from behind. This time he didn’t fuck me too hard but he had me getting creamier and creamier by the second. My ass usually didn’t cream that much so I don’t know what was going on. All I knew was that I felt like I was about to have one of the best orgasms ever, and I did.

           “Oh shit,” I said softly as I hit that orgasm hard. “Nigga!”

           My dick never shot out cum that hard before. It sounded like I was pissing on my bed and the cum just kept shooting out. My ass and dick pulsated at the same time and I tightened up on his dick each time. I then started shaking really bad and he gently pulled out of me. He took the condom off and shoved his thumb into my asshole while jacking off. I was still shaking when I heard him starting to moan.

           “Here I cum, bruh,” he called out. “Ah fuck, Keith!”

           The way he said my name while shooting his second load all over my lower back and butt cheeks was so damn sexy. Since he’d gotten a second nut, I made him keep fingering me while I jacked off and got my second nut a little while later. I swear if weren’t exhausted we probably would’ve used all the condoms in the box and fucked for hours. However, we were done by that point. We took another shower together, put our clothes on and he helped me clean up. We then smoked some weed, ate cereal and played Madden NFL 18 for a couple of hours. He left because I needed to get some sleep before I had to work the next morning. After that night, we became buddies and fucked around all the time. Nikki had no clue and neither did anyone else since we both hid it so well. I’d finally found a balance to this whole DL way of life and a long-term partner to experience it with.

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

© D.A. Morrison 2018

           Before I got my ex-girlfriend pregnant, I used to fuck around without a care in the world. It didn’t matter who I gave the dick to; dudes, bitches, trans bitches; they all got the dick as long as they were cool with me wearing a condom. But when I did get my ex pregnant and she gave birth to my son, I slowed it down and I came up with a code. I decided it was best not to fuck anybody she knew or anybody that knew someone she knew. I couldn’t risk pissing her off and having her keep my son from me. I was doing a good job sticking to the code until Andre, my babymama’s cousin, moved back to Brooklyn from Atlanta. I almost fucked with him once before he moved away and now that he was back, I was fighting my urges.

           So, one day I’m at the barbershop where I work cutting hair when I get a text from Andre asking me if I knew a dude nicknamed Teezy. I texted back saying yeah because I did know him. I fucked him once but I made sure not to say that to Andre. But I didn’t have to say it because the next text I got from Andre was a text asking if I’d fucked Teezy and made him cry. I quickly put my phone up and finished cutting my client’s hair. Once my client was gone, I hurried to the back room of the shop and locked the door. I then pulled my phone back out and called Andre.

           “Who told you that?” I asked the moment he answered the phone.

                                                   Me (Benzo)

           “Is it true or not?” he asked with a giggle.

           “Tell me who told you and I’ll tell you the truth.”

           “Teezy told me. Is your dick really that big, Benzo?”

           I lowered my voice as I asked him, “When did Teezy tell you that?”

           “Last night when we were smoking some weed. Did you and him really fuck? He only told me because I asked when he last got fucked. He don’t talk to anybody about that kind of shit except with me.”

           “Yeah, we did.”

           “Damn. And you made him cry?”

           “I wasn’t even fuckin’ him that hard. He can’t take dick. And he needs to keep his mouth shut.”

           “So, you really packin’ that much meat?”

           I laughed a little and admitted, “I ain’t that thick but its long. Why?”

           “Just asking. I didn’t know you got down like that. The way my cousin talks about you, I thought you only fucked with pussy.”

           “Nah, I’m…what they call it? Fluid? I don’t give a fuck. As long as it smells decent and I don’t see any bumps, I’ll put my tongue and dick up in anything. As long as they cool with me wearin’ a rubber, it’s all good. I don’t fuck without rubbers.”

           “Okay, so how did my cousin get pregnant by you if you wear condoms all the time?”

           “She was ridin’ me hard as fuck and the condom broke right when I was bustin’ my nut. She trapped me.”

           “I still can’t believe you made Teezy cry.”

                                                        Andre

           I laughed again and joked, “I’d have you cryin’, too.”

           “Boy, you wish. I can take dick.”

           My dick got hard as fuck the moment he said that, so I had to grab it. I got cocky and betted, “I bet you can’t even take half.”

           “I’m tight but once I open up, I can take some dick. But not yours because you’re with my cousin.”

           “Man, I ain’t with her. I just got Corey with her. She do her thing and I do mine. The only time we talk is when we talk about Corey. But you right, you her cousin and I don’t do that.”

           “That’s right. For the record, I always thought you were fine. Had I known you were into guys…nah, never mind. Thanks for being honest with me. I’ll talk to you whenever I see you again.”

           “Alright, bye.” I ended the call and after waiting for my dick to go back soft, stepped out of the back room to cut my next client’s hair.

           I wanted to stick to my code but that shit was getting tough as the next few hours went by. I kept thinking about Andre. I wanted to know if his ass was as tight as he’d said it was. I loved making my dick fit into tight holes. By the time I was leaving the barbershop, I was horny and still thinking about Andre. While sitting in my car, I decided to just break my code and fuck Andre. I mean, he was willing to give me some ass and I needed it. I hadn’t fucked anybody in two days and that’s a long time for me.

           “I know I called you a few hours ago,” I said to him over FaceTime while smoking some weed, “but I been thinkin’ and…”

           “You want some ass?” he asked with a laugh. “I knew you’d call back.”

           “So, what’s good? You gonna let me come over or what?”

           He looked into the camera at me for a little while in silence before saying, “I don’t know. I know Kim would never find out but that’s my cousin.”

           “And? Dre, I already told you she ain’t got shit to do with what I do. You won’t say nothin’ to her so she won’t know like you said.”

           “Well, let me see your dick and I’ll think about it.”

           “I can’t whip it out right now. People walkin’ by my car and shit.”

           “I’m sure you have pics on your phone.”

           “I do. Are you gonna show me a lil’ somethin’ in return?”

           “Yeah, I can do that.”

           “Cool. One second.”

           I scrolled through my photo gallery and came across a pic of my dick that I’d taken a week ago. I didn’t take many pics of my dick so I chose the most recent one I’d taken. It was of my dick on top of a long can of Arizona strawberry and kiwi fruit juice. I sent it to him and then rejoined our FaceTime session to see his reaction once he’d seen the pic.

           “Damn!” he shouted. “How the hell do you keep that hidden?”

           “It ain’t that long when it’s soft,” I told him. “Now, show me what you got, shorty.”

           He sat the phone down and backed up on his bed. He was already in nothing but his tank top and underwear, so it didn’t take much to get me turned on while watching him. He pulled his underwear up so that it rode up in his booty and then got on his back and pulled the underwear to the side so that I could see his asshole. The fact that it was hairy drove me insane. I loved hairy ass and hairy pussy more than anything because I liked the way it felt when I was eating it. I wanted to taste and fuck his ass until he begged me to stop.

           “Yo, my shit hard as fuck,” I told him. “Can I come over now or what?”

           “Yeah, you can come over,” he said as he picked the phone back up and stared into the camera at me. “You know where I stay right?”

           “I know the building but not the apartment.”

           “Apartment three-twelve, the third floor.”

           “Okay, I’m on the way.” I ended the FaceTime session and finished my blunt.

           On my way to his place, I stopped by a convenience store and picked up some condoms. When I got to his place and knocked on the door, he opened the door and pulled me inside with the quickness. He led me to his room and pushed me down on the bed and whipped my dick out within a matter of seconds. I wanted to tell him to slow down but his mouth felt so damn good the moment it was on my hard dick.

           “Fuck, shorty,” I said as I grabbed the back of his head. “Slob on that dick.”

           He was definitely hungry for some dick the way he was sucking and slurping on my ten inches. He didn’t care that I hadn’t showered since that morning either. He must’ve love that somewhat musty scent because he was sniffing and licking my balls, too. After a while, he climbed onto the bed beside me and sucked my dick from the side while I slid my hand into his underwear and rubbed on his tight and warm asshole.

           “Damn, you got a monster between your legs,” he said to me as he smacked his lips with my dick. “I wanna choke on it.” He sucked as much of it as he could and released a big load of saliva all over it while gagging.

           “Fuck!”

           I couldn’t remember the last time I’d had my dick sucked that good. He had me on the verge of just lounging back and letting him suck my nut out instead of me fucking him, but I needed some ass. I made him stop sucking me so that we could get naked and that’s when I noticed how nice his ass truly was. He had one of them cute little bubble asses that weren’t too big but looked big in some sagging pants or shorts. I wanted to bury my face in that ass but this little nigga got on his knees and started sucking my dick again. Every now and then he’d pull my dick out his mouth and let me teabag him. I can’t lie, he looked sexy as fuck sucking my dick with his Brooklyn Nets cap on.

           “Get on the bed and arch that back,” I told him.

           He pulled his mouth off my dick again, leaving it dripping with his saliva, and climbed onto his bed. The moment he arched that back for me, I bent down and sucked on his tight asshole like a suction cup. I licked on it and kissed it and spit on it before slurping on it, making him jump a few times. The fact that he was hairy made me hornier and it wasn’t long before I was sliding my finger deep into him. His tight asshole gripped my finger tight as fuck. I pulled it out and when I smelled the scent of vanilla, I got turned on even more.

           “Damn, that ass sweet as fuck, baby,” I told him while squeezing on his butt cheeks. “I swear you bottom niggas know all the tricks.”

           He laughed and told me, “All I did was rub a small amount of vanilla scented lotion inside with my pinky finger.”

           “You need to tell some of these dudes and females to do that then because damn!” I smacked his ass hard and went back to eating him out.

           “Ooh, fuck,” he moaned as he reached under himself and rubbed on my chin. “Eat that ass, Benzo.”

           I couldn’t get enough of that ass. I climbed onto the bed and laid down on my back while he sat on my face. My dick remained hard as fuck while he rode my face. Every few seconds I’d take a quick break for air but I mostly kept his ass on my face. I loved the scent and taste of it so much that I was starting to think about making him a regular. I decided to make him a regular the moment he bent over with all that ass in my face and deep throated my dick in the 69 position. He got extra points for massaging my balls while doing it.

           “I gotta fuck you now,” I told him as I made him get off me. “I can’t waste this nut on head.”

           He giggled as he picked up his bottle of KY Jelly from his nightstand. He put some on his finger and started fingering himself. I took a condom from the pack and tore the wrapper with my teeth. I put it on my dick and lubed it up for him. He turned over and put his ass up in the air and his face down on the pillow. Seeing him in that position did it for me. I had to make this nigga a regular.

           “Ease that big dick in, baby,” he said to me while I fingered him with my middle finger. “I value my walls.”

           “I got you, baby,” I told him.

           I stopped fingering him and gently pushed the head of my dick against his tight asshole. I’d never had trouble entering ass or pussy before so I didn’t know what to do when he kept pulling away from me. I could barely get the head in without him clenching up and pulling his ass away from my dick. Not knowing what to do, I gently rubbed on his asshole and bent down to kiss from the back of his neck to his lower back. I then made him lift up for a second and turn his head slightly towards me so that I could kiss his lips from the side. When he put his head back down on his pillow and arched his back for me again, I pushed the head of my dick into his asshole and he relaxed and let me inside him.

           “You good?” I asked him.

           “Yeah,” he moaned. “Go deeper.”

           I pushed more of my dick into him and he didn’t pull away or even flinch. He remained relaxed and let more and more of my dick inside him. I got a little more than half of it inside him before I started to stroke him nice and slow. I pulled back out of him so that I could take my socks off and when I re-entered him, he threw his ass back on me and started fucking my dick like he wanted me to pay his bills. I was so surprised by him doing that that I almost fucked up and nutted too quick.

           “Throw that ass back,” I told him. “Fuck my dick like it’s the last one you’ll fuck.”

           He threw that ass back on my dick harder and faster. When he worked his way up to taking most of my dick, I grabbed onto him and fucked him back. I dug deep into that ass and had him starting to cream up. I came up on my feet and fucked him even harder while squatting. His sexy moans were telling me how good of a job I was doing. I kept getting the urge to completely dog him and fuck him harder but he seemed to be enjoying how I was giving it to him.

           “Lay on your back,” he told me as he pulled his ass off my dick. Some juices rolled out of his ass and onto the bed as he moved over so that I could lay down. “I’ma ride that nut out your dick.”

           “Shit, you can try,” I said with a laugh. “This big dick built to last, baby.”

           He climbed onto my body and grabbed my dick. He positioned it under his ass and got the angle right the moment he came down on it. After getting used to it again, he placed his hands on my chest and began working his ass on my dick. He was moving his hips and lower body in a perfect rhythm, riding my dick like we were making love instead of freaky sex. I stared into his eyes and that’s when I felt a little something for him. It was rare for me to get butterflies in my stomach or feel some type of way about somebody I fucked for the first time, yet there I was. He was just so damn cute to me.

           “Tell me when you’re close,” he said to me. “I wanna cum at the same time as you.”

           “Okay,” I said while squeezing on his butt cheeks hard. “Help me get this nut. Ride my dick faster.”

           He picked up the pace and went up and down on my dick while still working his crazy rhythm. He was taking almost all of my dick into his ass which I was amazed by. His dick was hard so I grabbed it and jacked him off using some of his booty juices as lube. It wasn’t long before I was catching my nut. My toes curled up and I looked back into his eyes.

           “I’m gonna cum,” I told him. “Ooh, fuck!”

           Ah!” he hollered out as his dick skeeted nut all over my stomach and chest.

           I came inside the condom while my dick was all up inside him. Since it had been a couple of days since I last busted, that nut was strong as fuck. He kept riding me and I thought I was gonna pass out a few times. I tugged every ounce of nut out of his dick and then sat up with my dick still inside him and kissed him. And it wasn’t a little peck on his lips, I was shoving my tongue into his mouth and touching his tongue with it while our lips were pressed together.

           “You think you’re the shit, huh?” he asked with a smile.

           “Man, fuck you,” I said back with a laugh. “I know I’m the shit. You ain’t lie though, you can take some dick.”

           “Told you. Once you get me going, I can take it.” He kissed my lips again before asking, “You gotta be somewhere anytime soon?”

           “Nah, why?”

           “You wanna watch some TV and eat in about an hour? I got some burger patties and curly fries I can cook up if you’re hungry.”

           I rubbed my stomach and said, “Shit, I can eat.”

           “Cool. Let’s go take a shower then.” He carefully pulled himself off my dick and we climbed off the bed together.

           I kissed him and hugged him while we showered together. I helped him put on lotion and rubbed his feet. I never did that kind of shit with anybody but he had me in my feelings. I mean, I couldn’t even remember the last time anybody, male or female, cooked for me after some bomb ass sex. And he could cook, too. I ate three of them cheeseburgers. I knew while I was hugging him and kissing on him before I left that it was gonna turn serious between us. I guess I’d broken my code for good.

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