Shadygang

           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

Marquis sat on a bench outside of the Ronald Campbell Building, trying to figure out what his next move for the day was. It was a chilly spring afternoon, and Marquis was sitting with his girlfriend Vanity, listening to her vent. While he half listened, he tried to decide on if he was going to attend his last class of the afternoon. With all of the action going on around him, it was hard to focus on one thought, let alone make a decision or actually listen to Vanity.

Marquis Grant

The plaza behind the Campbell Building (the home of his university’s Black Studies Center) was ‘the’ go-to relaxing spot for Black students. The Coleman Building was the one spot on the campus of Wilton State University that was ‘theirs’.

Marquis, like many of them came here today to chill and catch up with their friends. He’d come here to attempt to study and people watch in peace, but even with having ignored her texts, Vanity had not only found him, she had managed to disrupt his place to just stare at folks in peace.

“I mean, that’s not my problem. If that bitch is in her feelings, then she’s in the way and I’ve never been afraid to drop a bitch from line. I’m just tired of these legacy bitches thinking they’re going to walk into my org! You have to WORK to become a woman of Delta Sigma Theta and these new girls are trying to cut corners. Calling our advisor whenever they don’t want to do what we tell them…they think they’re slick but I’m not with the shit! Not while I’m the Dean of Pledges.” Vanity said under her breath, folding her arms.

Vanity Daniels

“Yeah…I bet.” Marquis said, continue to share at the crowd around them.

“Really Marquis? You just going to ignore me? Whenever you find yourself complaining about y’all new boys, I listen. You’re a shitty listener. What kind of boyfriend are you?” Vanity said, rolling her eyes.

“Vanity, I never bring you into Kappa business because…you’re not a member of Kappa Alpha Psi, Fraternity Incorporated. In fact, I NEVER ask you about Delta business because I don’t get involved in the affairs of females.” Marquis said, not even looking up from his phone.

“I’m your girlfriend! I’m fucking venting to you because you’re supposed to be my man, but I see you’re in one of your bitchy moods.” Vanity said, catching an attitude.

“You’re the only one bitching here.” Marquis said, looking down at his phone.

“OH, SO NOW I’M A BITCH? I got your bitch, Marquis. Don’t fucking brother to call me tonight when your dick gets hard. Call one of them bitches you like to fuck on the side!” Vanity said, grabbing her purse and packing her things.

“What, you gonna be too busy getting dick from one of the niggas you fucking with on the side?” Marquis asked, smirking.

“I don’t know why I deal with your rude ass. Don’t fucking call me trying to apologize when your dick gets hard.” Vanity said, stomping away.

“And don’t call me trying to apologize when you want some good dick in your life!” Marquis said, laughing. as she quickly disappeared into the crowd of students.

Vanity hadn’t gotten under his skin because she was right, he’d probably call bitch…or nigga to suck his dick later since she was acting up. Truth be told…Marquis knew that he was sexy, so he figured that he could have anyone that he wanted without having to work too hard to pull them. He was a tall, athletic  man with a rich chocolate complexion with swag, good looks and tattoos. As much as people hated on him for it, people were just drawn to him and he often capitalized on that.

With Vanity leaving, Marquis resumed watching the crowd of Black students congregating. His eyes danced across the scene for the next twenty minutes until he saw someone that made him smile.

Now standing 10 feet from him was Vanity’s best friend Jalen Daniels. Jalen was annoying as fuck – not only was he too close to his girlfriend (they’d grown up together before Vanity enrolled at Winston State), he often interjected himself into their business. Marquis often thought it was because Jalen wanted Vanity for himself, but a passive nigga like Jalen couldn’t ever pull a bitch like Vanity form up under his spell as far as Marquis was concerned.

Jalen Wilson

Jalen was also the President of Alpha Phi Alpha on his yard, compared to Marquis who wasn’t as active in his fraternity at the moment. To be honest, he enjoyed being a Kappa man, but he was already struggling to care about being a student, the additional shit that came with Greekdom was too much responsibility. Marquis was a nigga from the hood, so he was content with helping here or there, without ever working too hard…which Jalen always made sure to throw in his face.

Recently, Jalen had been keeping his distance from Marquis. Marquis initially thought it was because of his friendship with Vanity, but over time, he’d learned that it was for other reasons.

A few weeks ago, the two of them had gotten together to smoke and play NBA 2K. After an afternoon of passing blunts between themselves, Jalen noticed that Marquis’ dick was standing at attention in his sweatpants.

When Marquis caught Jalen staring, he confidently instructed Jalen to come suck on his dick. Jalen instantly realized that he’d gotten caught staring, made excuses (blaming his gaze on being high) and he quickly went home.

Marquis wasn’t sweating Jalen’s discomfort because it made sense to him – Jalen had got caught staring at the dick of another nigga – his best female friend’s boyfriend at that. It made sense for Jalen to be uncomfortable. Whenever he thought about what’d happened, Marquis smiled to because Jalen had no idea that Marquis was down.

What Jalen had failed to realize was that Marquise was ready and willing to snatch his soul and fuck him deep, while continuing to be with his girlfriend. That day, Jalen must have figured out that Marquise was a savage.

Jalen was a tall, athletic caramel skinned young man with a fat ass on him. Marquis often dreamed of forcing his dick into Jalen’s throat, silencing him from his constant shit talk. Just seeing the outline of Jalen’s ass had made his dick hard. The jury had initially been out on Jalen’s sexuality until the day he got caught staring at Marquis’ hard dick.

Marquis looked at the time on his phone. It was 1:30PM. His class had started 15 minutes ago and he didn’t feel like going anymore. He decided to walk back to his apartment to smoke a blunt. Marquis packed up his shit and he was getting ready to leave the plaza when he saw Jalen waving at him, flagging him down. This was a surprise given Jalen’s efforts to avoid him the past few weeks. This made Marquis’ dick get even harder.

“What’s up nigga! What are you about to get into?”  Jalen said, bringing Marquis in for a ‘bro-hug’.

Jalen went in for the hug until he felt Marquis’ hard dick rubbing against his abs. Jalen instantly pushed Marquis backwards, making him laugh.

“My bad bro, what’s good?” Marquis said, using his book bag to shield his long hard dick print.

“Nigga what the fuck, you know I ain’t with that gay shit.” Jalen said, visibly upset.

“Oh, now you not with it? Stop playing and fuck with a nigga.” Marquis said, just low enough so only Jalen could hear him.

“I knew you were gay, let me tell my best friend to run for the hills so she doesn’t eventually marry your sweet ass.” Jalen said, laughing.

“What the fuck ever. Seeing you out with that fat ass got me like this anyways.” Marquis whispered, making Jalen uncomfortable.

“Yo, you wilding. Don’t make me tell my best friend you saying suspect shit like that.” Jalen said.

“Man, stop being a fucking hater. It’s all jokes. Plus, me and her just got into it so that’s the last thing I need.” Marquis said, laughing.  

“What is she upset with you for now?” Jalen inquired.

“None of your business, you snitch!” Marquis joked.

“Man, whatever…anyways, what you about to do? I’m bored. If you free, let’s go back to my apartment, smoke and play 2K!” Jalen said, changing the subject.

“Bruh, don’t you have line brothers or friends to kick it with? Why do you want to chill with me, so you can extort information out of me and parrot that shit back to Vanity like you always do?” Marquis said, raising his eyebrows. He was surprised to get an invitation given recent events.

“Bruh. You know we practically homeboys and I don’t want to kick it with my line brothers today. All they want to talk about is Greek shit and I’m not on that today.” Jalen said.

“Bet. I was JUST telling Vanity that we didn’t always have to talk about Greek Life.” Marquis said, understanding where Jalen was coming from.

“Yeah man, it’s too much. Anyways…did you drive to campus or do you need a ride?” Jalen asked.

“Nah, I walked to campus today…did you drive?” Marquis asked, not wanting to walk if he didn’t have to. Luckily, they stayed at the same apartment complex.

“Yeah. Let’s roll!” Jalen said, leading the way to the parking lot on the side of the Campbell Building.

“Alright, I’ll follow you to your complex.” Marquis said, following behind Jalen, enjoying the view in front of him as Jalen’s sweats stretched to accommodate his fat booty.

“I’m gonna fuck around with this nigga today, watch.” Marquis thought to himself as his dick got hard again.

——-

The two of them spent the entire afternoon passing multiple blunts between each other, getting high while discussing the campus life and the various campus gossip like typical 21-year olds. Jalen dominated the conversation as Marquis was more of an observer of drama than a participant of it but it felt good to laugh and enjoy himself.

The two of them were starting their fourth blunt when Marquis saw Jalen stand up and remove his shirt.

“You stripping now?” Marquis said, teasing Jalen as he secretly stole glances at his frenemy.

“Bruh it’s my spot and it’s hot as fuck. Plus you took your shirt off earlier too man” Jalen said.

Marquis

“Whatever.” Marquis said, taking a long pull from the blunt as he absent-mindedly starred at Jalen’s sexy body. There was something about Jalen that made Marquis’ blood rush to his dick.

“Jalen literally has an ass that’s fatter than most of the bitches that I see on campus.” Marquis thought to himself as Jalen walked in front of him. Marquis exhaled the smoke he’s inhaled and handed him the blunt. Jalen took the blunt out of his hand, then turned to the table that was in front of the both of them.

“What are you doing?” Marquis asked as Jalen stood directly in front of him.

“Looking for the remote for my speakers. I’m gonna put some music on bruh.” Jalen said, bending over to look on the lower level of the coffee table. Marquis watched in awe as Jalen’s fat booty was now directly in front of his face.

Marquis felt his dick throbbing as his mind went on autopilot. The weed was fucking with him because everything was moving in slow motion. Jalen’s ass was jiggling as his sweats fell lower, revealing the thin waistband of Jalen’s underwear….a blue men’s thong.

“Fuck.” Marquis mumbled to himself as he absent-mindedly reached up with both of his hands and grabbed two handfuls of Jalen’s ass.

“Yo, what the fuck?” Jalen said, turning around instantly. Marquis stared blankly up at him with his legs spread wide, his hard dick standing at attention.

“What?” Marquis replied, wanting to see how Jalen would reply.

“I told you I wasn’t with that gay shit!” Jalen said, trying to step away. Instead, Marquis gripped his ass even harder.

“Nigga, a few weeks ago I caught you practically drooling over my dick. Now, you supposedly standing directly in front of me with that ass poking out and I’m not supposed to touch it? Fuck that!” Marquis said, challenging Jalen.

Jalen was visibly flustered. Marquis could tell that Jalen was uncomfortable.

“I’m not cool with this-”Jalen said as Marquis moved his right hand, reaching around to Jalen’s crotch, where he found Jalen’s dick standing at attention.”

“If you not with it, why is your dick hard?” Marquis replied, softly gripping Jalen’s hard dick with one hand and grabbing his ass with the other. Jalen was clearly too high to handle what was happening.

“Man….fuck.” Jalen moaned to himself as Marquis felt him up.

“Step out them sweats nigga…” Marquis muttered quietly. Jalen complied, shimmying his pants off his waist as his pants fell to the floor, revealing his fat ass in all its glory.

Jalen

“What now?” Jalen asked, not sure of how to proceed.

“What do you mean? You’re going to get down on your knees and suck this dick.” Marquis said, smiling.

“This is foul as fuck, aren’t you supposed to be Vanity’s boyfriend? This is crossing a boundary that me and you shouldn’t even consider crossing.” Jalen said as he subconsciously listened to Marquis, descending to his knees.

“Bruh, your ‘best friend’ has been cheating on me since we got together two years ago and you know she fucking other niggas on the side. Based on the fact that I got you damn near naked in between MY legs in YOUR OWN living room, you probably fucking around on your own girlfriend. All three of us are grimy as far as I’m concerned. Fuck that, we crossing all the boundaries!” Marquis said as lowered his joggers and boxer briefs, revealing a long, thick dick. Jalen licked his lips unintentionally.

“…I knew your ass was gay.” Marquis said, laughing. Jalen couldn’t deny his attraction.

“Nigga, I ain’t gay!” Jalen said, snapping on him.

“Nigga, fine, you not gay. But you know you want to be gay right now for this dick. Listen, we both clearly get down with niggas. I been catching your little glances and when I caught you staring at me a few weeks ago, it was a done deal. Trust me…I been wanting this shit just as much as you. It’s hard to find another nigga to fuck around with and not get caught. We both got something to lose so I know you ain’t going to snitch and I’m definitely not going to tell Vanity.” Marquis said.

“Fuck. This is messed up.” Jalen said aloud. He sat there for two minutes in silence before taking Marquis’ dick into his hands, bringing it to his face and engulfing the head of his dick into his mouth.

Marquis couldn’t believe what was happening. His girlfriend’s best friend of over 10 years, was kneeling in front of him, with his hand gripped around his dick. Jalen said he wasn’t gay but this clearly wasn’t his first time sucking a dick. He expertly sucked on Marquis’s dick. Marquis was enjoying the fuck out of this shit.

He looked down, noticing that Jalen had closed his eyes. Jalen probably figured that he’d feel less guilty If he didn’t see Marquis’ face.

“Open your eyes and look up at me.” Marquis said. “I want you to look directly at me, you getting what you wanted bruh.”

Jalen slowly opened his eyes and looked up directly at Marquis. Seeing Jalen submit turned Marquis on. He was close to cumming.

Jalen removed Marquis’ dick for a moment, which made Marquis instantly grab his head and force him back down on his dick. Jalen opened his mouth, leaned his head and took Marquis’s full nine inches of stiff dick down his throat.

Marquis’s eyes flew open. He looked down and saw Jalen’s lips surrounding the base of his dick. He couldn’t believe how tight Jalen’s lips were wrapped around his dick. Jalen hadn’t deep throated him until now and that sent him over the edge.

“Fuck! I'mma cum!” Marquis yelled, trying to pull his dick from his mouth. Jalen slapped my hand away and before he could do anything, his dick erupted and he busted his nut all over Jalen’s warm tongue.

Jalen closed his lips while Marquis thrusted up in his mouth, continuing to cum down his throat. Marquis relaxed back on the couch as Jalen licked up the remaining cum. Jalen then raised himself on his needs. Before he could do anything, Marquis pulled Jalen’s face into his own, connecting their lips.

Marquis typically didn’t kiss men but he allowed Jalen’s tongue to enter his mouth. This was a special occasion considering how hard Jalen tried to pretend that he didn’t want to suck his dick. The two kissed for a few minutes before Marquis reached down, with his hand reached for Jalen’s fat ass.

“You know you eventually gonna have to let me hit this, right?” Marquis said, breaking their kiss temporarily.

“I don’t know about that. We shouldn’t have even done that….” Jalen said, looking away..

“Eventually, you’re going to want it. But okay nigga…keep playing. Let me know when you ready.” Marquis said, grabbing his shirt off of the couch and heading for the exit as Jalen sat on his knees half naked with the taste of cum on his lips.

“What about Vanity!” Jalen blurted out, reaching for his sweats.

           It was a late Thursday night and I was on Jack’d trying to get into some shit. I mainly fucked around with girls, but I loved sucking dick so every now and then I get on Jack’d to find dudes in my area who love getting head. Most of the dudes on there were playing games that night but one nigga hit me up claiming that I could do anything to him if I paid him fifty dollars. I was going to ignore him but I noticed he was extremely close to my location. When he sent me his number, I assumed he was for real and called him.

           “Wassup,” answered a deep voice on the other end after only one ring. “I’m Dex.”

           “Wassup, I’m Ray,” I said back. “You need fifty dollars for real?”

           “Yeah, bruh.”

           “How I know this ain’t a setup or something?”

           “You on the Cal U campus, right?”

           “Yeah.”

           “So am I. Listen, I ain’t never did no shit like this before so I need to know I can trust you. I’m on the basketball team so I can’t let this shit get out.”

           “You’re on the basketball team with Jack’d on your phone?”

           “I just downloaded the app tonight because I really need the money, man. Can I trust you?”

           “You can, bruh. I’m DL.”

           “Cool. You wanna pick me up behind the athletic dorm? I can walk somewhere and you can pick me up also.”

           “I can pick you up behind the athletic dorm. Let me go to the ATM and get the money out first though. I can’t do it with you in the car. I don’t know you like that.”

           “A’ight, that’s cool. Just hit me back up when you on the way so I can walk down and wait.”

           “Okay.” I ended the call and quickly grabbed my wallet and keys.

           I didn’t know what to make of it all as I left my apartment near campus. I’d sucked a few dicks in the area but never a student, let alone one of the student-athletes. I kept feeling like it was all some setup or a game, but I had to go for it because my dick was already hard at the thought of tasting some baller dick. So, I headed to the Walgreens store up the street from my apartment because it had an ATM that didn’t charge a withdrawal fee. I got fifty dollars out of my account and put it in my wallet before pulling off.

                                                   Me (Ray)

           “I’m on the way,” I told him on the phone as I headed back towards campus. “I’m in a black Hyundai.”

           “Okay,” he said back. “I’m walkin’ down now.”

           When I got to campus, I drove to the athletic dorm building and parked in the back. When I saw a tall dude with a fade walking towards my car, I automatically knew it was him and unlocked my doors for him. He climbed in and I immediately knew who he was. His name was Dexter Grant and he really was on the basketball team. He looked at me and smiled as he asked, “You know a place to park so we won’t get caught?”

                                                Dexter Grant

           I laughed a little as I replied, “Yeah, I know a spot.”

           He pulled out his phone to look at something and I drove away from the back of the building. There was a spot near the library that I always parked at to jackoff or suck dudes off at, so I drove there and parked my car. I turned the car off and waited for him to be done doing whatever he was doing on his phone. When he stopped, he looked up at me and smiled again.

           “You got the money?” he asked.

           “I got it,” I answered. “But how I know you won’t just take it and punch me or some shit?”

           He reclined his seat back a little and then grabbed my hand. He made me put my hand into his Adidas sweatpants and touch his soft dick. “You still think I’ma hurt you?”

           I quickly remembered he said he was willing to do anything for the money, so I took my hand out his sweatpants and said, “Get naked.”

           “Get naked?”

           “Yeah.”

           “What if somebody walk by?”

           “At this time of night? Bruh, nobody ever walks by out here. I park out here all the time to jackoff and nobody be out here. And we’d see them come from behind that wall over there if they do. If you get naked, I’ll give you the money.”

           He just stared at me for a little while and then shrugged his shoulders. He pulled his shirt off first and then took off his shoes. He wasn’t wearing underwear so when he pulled down his sweatpants, his semi-hard dick was right there and it had my mouth watering. He even took off his socks even though I didn’t tell him to. Now, he was completely naked. Being naked must have gotten him horny because his dick grew hard instantly. After I handed him the money, he started playing with his big dick while looking at me.

           “You gonna suck this dick or nah, nigga?” he asked while stroking that big dick.

           I leaned over and stuffed that pretty chocolate dick in my mouth. I hadn’t sucked dick in like a month so I was enjoying every single bit of it. He got harder and harder while I was deep throating him. He had to have just showered because that dick smelled and tasted so fresh. He spread his legs a little and naturally, I went right for his low-hanging balls.

           “Fuck, bruh,” he moaned as I sucked on his balls. “That shit feel good as fuck.”

           “You like that shit, nigga?” I asked while licking on his balls.

           “Hell yeah.”

           I licked and sucked on his balls a little longer before putting my mouth back on his dick. He easily had the biggest dick I’d ever sucked. He had me gagging and choking like crazy, and it was voluntary because he wasn’t putting his hands on the back of my head forcing me or anything like that. I was just dickmatized at that point and wanted to suck on him for hours. When I needed to come up for air, I pulled away and jacked him off while I caught my breath.

           “You mind if I take my dick out and jackoff?” I asked him.

           “Nah, I don’t mind,” he said.

           I left my hoodie on but pulled my sweatpants and boxers down so that I could free my hard dick. Precum was already dripping from it so I used it along with some spit as lube to jackoff with. He turned his body towards me and made his seat recline a little more. I leaned back over and continued to jackoff as I started sucking him again. He finally put his hand on the back of my head and made me gag on that big dick.

           “Damn, you suck better than a girl,” he told me. He used his other hand to play with his left nipple as he asked, “You ever get fucked?”

           I stopped sucking him to tell him, “No. I don’t get fucked. All I do is suck dick. I fuck girls only.”

           “Me too but shit, it might feel good. I told you I’m down for anything as long as you pay.”

           “You wanna suck my dick?”

           He didn’t even waste time with an answer. This nigga made me sit up and before I could even get adjusted, he was leaning over and sucking on the head of my eight-inch dick. He didn’t know what the fuck he was doing but it felt good. I knew I wouldn’t be able to last long because of how horny I was. Just when I felt like I was gonna nut in his mouth, he stopped sucking me and made me turn a little more towards him. I did and he immediately started licking on my balls while I jacked off.

           “Yo, I’ma nut,” I told him as I beat my dick harder and harder.

           He stopped licking my balls and put his mouth on my dick just as I was busting my nut. I shot my load in his mouth and he sucked every last drop out of me while I moaned and shook like crazy. That shit felt so good that I forgot where I was for a second. He kept sucking me while I looked down at him. He finally stopped once my dick began to go soft.

           “My turn,” he said as he pulled back and stroked his hard dick again. I leaned back over and sucked his dick while jacking him off at the same time. He moaned out loud and told me, “Nigga, I’m about to bust! Shit!”

           I kept sucking him while jacking him off and he shot so much nut into my mouth that I almost choked. It was like his dick kept releasing more and more of it. I swallowed as much of it as I could but some of it managed to roll out and land on my hoodie. The way he was moaning when I started sucking him again turned me on. His dick was extremely sensitive so he stopped me from sucking him after a little while.

           “Damn, I needed that,” he said to me.

           “Me, too,” I said back. “You always cum that much?”

           “When I haven’t fucked or beat my dick in a while. That shit felt so good, my nigga.”

           As we got dressed, I asked him, “Why did you need fifty dollars?”

           “I ran out of meal plan money for the week already and I need money for food over the weekend.”

           “Yo, you for real?”

           “Yeah man, no lie.”

           “But you’re on the basketball team.”

           “Bro, they don’t make sure we’re fed and have clean clothes. All we do is play ball for the school. You’d think they made sure we got enough food and stuff but they don’t give a fuck.”

           “Damn, that’s fucked up, bruh. I never knew that. Hey man, I got a job so I can help you out from time to time as long as we make this whole freaky DL thing regular.”

           “I’m down with that.”

           “Cool.” I finished putting my sweatpants back on and restarted the car. After driving him back to the athletic dorm, I asked, “When do y’all leave for your next game?”

           “Tomorrow at like three. Why?”

           “My roommates will be in class tomorrow but I don’t have Friday classes, so we can do a lil’ somethin’ at my place.”

           “A’ight, bet. Just hit me up, bruh.”

           “Okay. Later, man.”

           “Later.”

           I watched as he climbed out of my car and headed into the building. When I got home, I jacked off again in the bathroom and then took a shower. I did feel a little bad after Dexter told me the school didn’t make sure all the student-athletes had enough to eat every week. I was willing to help him out as long as we could keep our little thing going. I finally had a reason to delete Jack’d off my phone.

[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