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           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