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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

           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.

© D.A. Morrison 2018

           When I got in a fight with one of my homeboys and my other two homeboys sided with him over me, I moved out of our apartment and in with my sister Monique and her roommate Javion. I didn’t have many problems living there with them, especially since they had a comfy ass pullout sofa bed. But I did get a little annoyed by how Javion looked at me sometimes and how he walked around in his underwear or other skimpy stuff at night. I understood that it was him and my sister’s apartment but I paid some bills, too, and I shouldn’t have had to see him like that almost every night. I tried not to make a fuss about it but one night, I got fed up.

           “Yo, why you always walk around like that?” I asked him the moment he entered the kitchen shirtless wearing nothing but a pair of polka dotted tights.

           “Like what?” he asked as he opened the refrigerator door.

           “In yo underwear and shit. I know you did that when it was just you and my sister livin’ here, but I stay here, too.”

           He pulled out his carton of vanilla almond milk and shut the refrigerator door before saying, “You walk around shirtless all the time. Montez, you’re shirtless now.”

           “But I ain’t walkin’ around in my draws and shit.”

           He licked his lips and said, “Damn, I wish you would.”

           “You disrespectful as fuck.”

           “Oh my God.” He rolled his eyes and said, “I’m just joking with you, Montez. Damn, it is not that serious, boo-boo.”

           “Look, I try not to be mean to you and I don’t ever come at you on no disrespectful shit the way you do me. All I’m askin’ is that you wear clothes whenever you walk around. Is that askin’ for too much?”

           “Yes, because we’re both men and I don’t see the problem. You’re only trippin’ because I’m gay. Montez, don’t nobody want you. Trust me.”

           “Still, you need to show me some respect.”

           He did this fake high-pitched giggle as he went over to a cabinet and pulled down a glass. While pouring some almond milk into the glass, he told me, “If I were a woman walking around here in my underwear, you wouldn’t be saying shit. Don’t even lie like you would because we both know you wouldn’t. Montez, I am not here to protect your fragile male ego. You’re not into men. I know you’re not, Monique knows you’re not and most important, you know you’re not. So, what the fuck is the problem if I walk around here with my shirt off and some damn tights?”

           I sucked my teeth and told him, “Just forget it.”

                                                 Me (Montez)

           “Exactly. Is there anything else you want to discuss?”

           “Nah.”

           “Okay then. Goodnight.” He put his carton of almond milk back in the refrigerator and as he was leaving the kitchen, his booty clapped in his tights.

           I finished making my sandwich, grabbed my can of soda and headed into the living room to watch TV. While sitting there, I thought about what Javion had said. He was right that I shouldn’t have been bothered by him walking around dressed like that, but I was bothered by him. I know most straight guys get hit on by gay dudes all the time but it seemed like they’re the only ones who hit on me. I couldn’t even remember the last time a woman made a pass at me or even said I was fine or anything like that. Almost every day at my job gay dudes would give me looks or downlow guys would throw their hints at me. I got hit on whenever I went to the gym. Yet, I’d try to talk to women and they’d quickly say they weren’t interested or I wasn’t their type. It was like women no longer found me attractive and only guys did.

           “Bruh, you not gonna believe this shit,” my homeboy Travis said to me on the phone later that night. “I just met this bad ass freaky Latino bitch at Wal-Mart and she followin’ me home right now.”

           “Nigga, you lyin’,” I said back.

           “Wait until I record some of that shit and send you the vid. You’re gonna see how for real I am.”

           “How the fuck did you meet a freaky Latino bitch at Wal-Mart and convince her to let you smash?”

           “Luck, my nigga. It’s gotta be luck. She was on the chip aisle bendin’ over to get some chips and I could see her fat pussy lips through her sweatpants. My dick got super hard and when she turned around and seen it, she licked her lips and touched my shit like she owned it.”

           “Nigga, stop lyin’!”

           “Bruh, I ain’t on that bullshit. You’ll see. I’ma record when I’m hittin’ it from the back and I’ma send it to you.”

           “Alright, man.”

           “I’m almost back to the spot so I’ll hit you up later.”

           “Okay, man. Later.” I ended the call and sat my phone down on the coffee table. Angrily, I shook my head and said to myself, “I could never get that lucky.”

           It was late but I wasn’t sleepy, so I hooked my Xbox One up to the TV and played some NBA 2K18. While I was playing, my phone vibrated on the table and I picked it up to see Travis had sent me the video. It was a small clip of him fucking the Latino girl from the back. She had a beautiful ass and she kind of turned to the side a little and I saw some of her face. I’d seen that girl plenty of times in Wal-Mart and other stores in the area. She’d never walked up and grabbed my dick before with her fine ass. I watched that eight second clip over and over again and my dick got hard as fuck.

           “Man, I wish I was in that pussy,” I whispered to myself.

           Now that my dick was hard, I needed to jackoff. So, I turned my Xbox One and the TV off and then turned off the lamplight in the living room so that it was dimmer in there. I pushed the coffee table back and pulled out the folded spring mattress so I could covert the sofa to my bed. I then went up the hall and got my blanket and pillows from the hall closet. My sister was most likely sleep but Javion’s door was open and he was laying on his bed with his butt up in the air texting somebody on his phone.

                                                   Javion

           I shook my head and headed back to the living room. After making the bed and putting my pillows down, I got under the cover and got on my phone to search for some porn to jackoff to. Just when I’d found the perfect video and was about to reach for my lotion, I heard footsteps coming down the hall. Thinking it was my sister, I pretended to be asleep.

           “I know you’re not sleep,” said Javion’s voice.

           I opened my eyes and sat up to ask him, “What the fuck you want?”

           “Chill the fuck out. I came in here to apologize to your dumbass but if you wanna be salty then I can just go back to my room.” He folded his arms and said, “I’m sorry for lookin’ at you and shit.”

           “J, it’s cool.”

           “No, it isn’t. Just because you probably do the same to women doesn’t mean I should do that to you. So, I won’t make anymore jokes or look at your dick print or any of that anymore.”

           “Look at my dick print? You be lookin’ at dick print in my shorts and shit?”

           “Montez, I said I was sorry.”

           “And I said it’s cool. Now answer me. Do you be lookin’ for real?” I slid my hand under the cover and into my sweatpants and the shorts I had on underneath.

           “Well…sometimes.” He giggled and admitted, “I love looking at it and you don’t even notice. Like the other day when you came back from the gym. You obviously weren’t wearing underwear because it was just flopping around everywhere. But I’ll stop doing that from now on since it makes you so uncomfortable.”

           “What do you think about when you look at me?”

           “What?”

           “Just tell me what do you think? Do you think I’m an ugly nigga with a nice dick print or what?”

           “Montez, I don’t think you’re ugly at all.”

           “Then what do you think of me?”

           “I think you’re sexy as fuck. I mean, you look a little like Monique but you’re fine as hell. I like tall dudes and you’re tall. I like men with a little more muscle though.”

           I couldn’t believe what I was thinking about but I was horny and he was right there. So, without thinking about it too much, I pulled my dick out under the cover and told him, “Come here.”

           “Why?”

           “Just come here. And turn that hall light off before you do.”

           He gave me a weird look before turning off the hall light and then stepping over to me. He stood beside the sofa bed and asked, “Okay, what?”

           “You better not tell nobody about this shit. I mean it, this stays between us.”

           “What are you talking about?”

           I took a deep breath and then pushed my blanket back to show him that my dick was hard and out of my sweatpants and shorts. His eyes grew wide and he immediately sat down on the bed beside me. I looked at him and asked, “Can you suck dick good?”

           “I got some skills,” he said as he grabbed my dick and started playing with it. “Damn, I knew you had a big dick. This shit gotta be over nine inches.”

           “It’s a little over nine. Put it in your mouth.”

           He gave me another look and then shrugged his shoulders before putting his big lips on my dick. It was like a mountain of stress fell off my back the moment he started sucking me. He was so smooth and quiet with it but was damn near sucking me down to my pubes. I’d never had that much of my dick sucked before by any girl that ever sucked me. He wasn’t even choking on it or anything. I was expecting him to get his spit all over me and the bed but he kept it nice and neat.

           “You like that, daddy?” he asked me while smacking the side of his face with my dick.

           “Shut the fuck up and just suck it,” I told him.

           He rolled his eyes and then got back to licking on my dick and sucking it. After a good while, he pulled my sweatpants and shorts down to my ankles and climbed onto the bed more. He put his ass up in the air and then started kissing and licking on my balls. That shit felt so good that I almost started making noise. Instead, I took deep breaths and exhaled loudly. He put my dick back in his mouth and deep throated me repeatedly before going all the way down and holding it for the longest. That’s when I had to say something.

           “Fuck, Javion,” I whispered. “Nigga.”

           He started massaging my balls with all of my dick in his throat and I had to pull him up because I wasn’t ready to bust my nut. He had me squirming and had my toes all curled up in my socks. I’d never gotten head that good before in my life so I was doing shit I never did while getting head. Not even pussy had ever made my toes curl up before. And this lil’ nigga just seemed determined to make me bust. He kept massaging my balls and deep throating me or sucking on the head while running his hand down my left leg to my foot and then back up to my inner thigh.

           “Nut in my mouth, daddy,” he whispered to me before stuffing my dick back into his mouth and going ham on it.

           I wished he hadn’t said that because that shit really got me. I put my hand on the back of his head and pushed my dick further into his throat by thrusting upward repeatedly. I didn’t say anything or moan out loud but I did breathe heavier and heavier as I felt that nut coming. He massaged my balls again while my dick was all in his throat and that’s when I caught the best nut I’d had in a while. I could feel my cum shooting in his throat. He kept sucking me so I lost control of my body for a few seconds. I was still hard so he kept sucking.

           “Nigga,” I whispered as I collapsed back onto my pillow.

           He kept sucking me and my dick stayed hard. That one nut was enough for me but I wasn’t gonna make him stop. If he wanted to get a second one out of me then he could. Shit, his mouth felt like a wet and warm vacuum on my dick. I didn’t push my dick into his mouth anymore. I just laid there and let him do his thing. After a long time, he grabbed my dick and jacked me off while still sucking me. That helped me catch the second nut.

           “Javion,” I finally moaned in a whisper. “Ooh, shit, nigga.”

           The second nut felt stronger than the first. I was shaking and jolting forward involuntarily. My dick shot more cum into his throat and he swallowed every last drip. Finally, my dick began to go soft and he finally took it out of his mouth. He kissed it a few times and then told me, “Wait right here.”

           He left and then returned a few moments later with a warmed soapy towel and a dry hand towel. He wiped my dick and balls off and then dried them. He then looked at me while I was pulling my sweatpants and shorts back up. I looked back at him and asked, “What?”

           “Nothing. I’m just shocked you let me do all that. Thank you.”

           “Shit, thank you. That shit felt good. No lie, I ain’t never had my dick sucked that good before.”

           “Was it good enough for you to let me do it again.”

           I laughed and said, “You got it, shorty. Just keep it between me and you. Can you do that?”

           “I can do that.”

           “Alright, cool. Now get yo gay ass outta here so I can get me some sleep.”

           “You better be glad you’re fine.” He stood up and I smacked his ass and squeezed on them soft butt cheeks. “Boy, what are you doing?”

           “Nigga, I said get outta here. With that fat ass.” I smacked it again and he giggled as he left the living room.

           I laid back down and put my hands behind my head as I said to myself, “Damn, I needed that bad.”

[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

Unhealthy

He said that we have an unhealthy friendship but he fails to realize that the reason why we have an unhealthy friendship is that we’re on two different pages he wants to be friends and I don’t. Like I want to be the dude to take you out and wine and dine you make sure your ass is fed and treated good versus him wanting to sit up and take about who he dating and who he wants to fuck and shit and I’m not with it, I don’t want to hear about you giving a man the love and the care that I want from you. So we have that’s drawn out conversation that getting us nowhere because I’m trying not to be your fucking best friend.

I sit and contemplate, am I ready? Ready for what , one might ask. A relationship with another male. I know what I’m attracted to, masculine, muscles, goal oriented, God fearing. though, the gay/bisexual world seems to be so unreliable. I’ll tell you a story.

so, I use to communicate with this guy from Missouri, when I first got to college in 2012. We met through Instagram & started to converse very heavily. In the mornings, between classes, at night, you catch my gist. after a few months, he suddenly stated that he’ll be moving to Atlanta. I’m mad excited cause that’s close to Auburn and I’ll finally get to meet this dude in person versus via FaceTime. When he moves to Atlanta he vanished and I don’t hear from him unless it’s my “thirsty inbox messages” through Facebook.., that he never responded to. Three years went by & I so happen to get in contact with him through Facebook and he tells me I can come to see him in Atlanta since I was already there. racing through my mind is excitement and I’m mad anxious to see if he’s just as sexy in person as photos & through video chat. reminding myself over & over its been 3 years. Hope I don’t get catfished. 😂😐 “Am I ready?” I get the address and I arrive at his place of residence.., it’s a low-class apartment complex. not really attractive to me. first thing he stated was, “Bama, you’re just as sexy in person.” Bama is what he always called me when we talked, don’t know why he didn’t call me by my name. I take a seat on the couch & we try to catch up for three years time. He tells that he’s with someone & has been with that person since we were vaguely conversing my Freshman year. He tells me that he lives with this person and why he abruptly moved to Atlanta from Missouri. I’m not sure if it’s true or not. But I’m reading his ass. His significant other is currently at work while he has me over. *fast forwarding* we drank and talked more, then we smoked and talked more. went to this place called the Diner, flirting and talked more. But, then long pauses began.., long stares deep into each others eyes. I knew he wanted to have sex & honestly I did too. a guy I have NEVER seen in person & I finally meet him after three years. fuck yeah, bring that ass here boy!! but we didn’t.

Am I Ready?

I ask this question because after departing from him and heading home I started to ponder. Being at the house with him felt so sketchy because he’s with someone. Knowing that I was conversing with this dude, while he was in Missouri, and he was with someone. Felt played. Even to know that he was comfortable enough to have sex with me.., & he is with someone. These actions seem to be extremely potent in ALL aspects of sexual orientation (preference). We are ALL losing the true meaning of a relationship or loving someone. Sex is what’s hot right now. Everyone is looking for the next piece of ass, pussy, dick, whatever your forte. It makes me skeptical to indulge with someone. I surely give my all when I talk to someone and the cheating is void at all extents. However, I have NEVER been in a relationship because I’ve witnessed too much. The same way my Missouri friend felt comfortable to bring me over while his dude wasn’t home, someone else could be “coming through.” Where does the trust come into play? I’ll be damn to waste my time thinking I found the perfect one and I’m getting cheated on. I’m a crazy dude so I wouldn’t even want to put myself through that. This is something we all need to take into consideration. Especially those that could careless if they are messing with someone’s man/woman. What if it was your man/woman?