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Disclaimer: These stories are purely fictitious and the events and scenarios are as well. I try to touch on some real, meaningful experiences of Greek Life but the sex in these stories are based on fantasy with some realistic scenarios involving Fraternity Life for context. Make of that what you will. I don’t own the photos and videos featured on this story and I do not represent any official fraternal entities in any official capacity.

This story serves as a follow up to a previous story, Pulling Fresh Meat! Make sure you check that out before proceeding!

I was so happy that it was finally Friday! This week had been a long one, and it marked one of my last weeks of freedom before the Fall semester began. Between working as a freshman orientation leader and serving as the Vice President for the Black Student Alliance on campus, I was always busy. It hadn’t been much of a break to be honest. The one thing that made this summer bearable was that I had an unofficial standing ‘dick appointment’ Friday evenings. I only had a few hours to get all cleaned out. As I walked through Walmart searching for the aisle where they kept the enemas, I thought about how I’d chartered new territory with Torrance this summer. Torrance was the President of Omega Psi Phi Fraternity Incorporated on our campus and he was a known ‘hoe’ around the campus. Torrance was a sexy redbone nigga with tattoos, a nice body, charm and dick for days so I could see why he got so much action on campus. He often had women fighting over him, ranging from his actual girlfriend Olivia (the President of the Black Student Alliance) and a bunch of other women that claimed that they’d had a piece of him. Seeing these women fight over him made me laugh, because they were so focused on being his ‘only’ woman, that they never realized that he already had a ‘one and only’ – I was the one and only man that was getting that dick.

Tremonte ‘Tre’ Jordan (Me)

It’d taken some work on my part, but I’d befriended him during my first semester on campus after meeting on Jackd. I initially had no idea that I was talking to him but when I assured him that I was also on the DL, he revealed his identity to me and I was shocked. I’d seen him around (since I was a freshman volunteer for the Black Student Alliance at the time) so we kind of clicked and we began to hang out in private. For the next few weeks, we hung behind closed doors and got to know each other. I’d been flirting with him in most of our conversations and one night, he finally took the bait.

Torrance Brown

We ended up hooking up on a deserted part of campus where a dorm was being renovated – I found myself kneeling before him on the hard pavement as I sucked his dick with fervor. I’d looked forward to having the opportunity to see what all the hype was about, and Torrance didn’t disappoint – he coated my tongue with his thick, creamy nut and as I swallowed his load, I thought to myself “I’m going to need this again soon.” When he allowed me to kiss him afterwards, I knew I had him.

That was ten months ago – we’d been hooking up on and off since then, having gradually begun fucking when we both were selected to be Freshman Orientation Leaders. Our situation worked because I was a lowly freshman when we met – he felt confident that I wasn’t trying to ‘out’ him, and truthfully, I wasn’t. I was just looking for good dick and I was receiving it.  Every Friday night, he made it a point to drop by my apartment and get a quick fuck in before his girlfriend Olivia left her shift at her job.

Speaking of the devil, as I walked into the self-check-out area with my cart of full items (concealing my enema), a girl with a poorly blended sew-in weave greeted me.

“Good evening! Self-Check-Out Station #1 is available!” I recognized that voice and I laughed to myself as I looked up.

“Olivia, how are you?” I said as I smiled and pushed my cart past her. Olivia was grinning ear to ears. She looked rough, but she seemed like she was in great spirits. I was SO confused.

“I’m great, how are you?” She said as she continued ushering customers to the available check out stations. I felt so bad, purchasing an enema so I could ride her man’s dick…but I also hated that I’d even come here tonight. I typically avoided coming here on Fridays to avoid the slight feeling of guilt that I encountered whenever I saw her.

“I’m good, just getting some necessities.” I said, facing the check-out station as I felt her looking at me. Olivia was a sweet heart, but she was also crazy. I’d seen her fight bitches over Torrance and I only thought to myself what she would do to me if she knew that I, one of her casual acquaintances was riding her man’s dick.

Olivia continued to point to available check-out gates as she replied. “I hear that! I just got in not too long ago so I’m just working, gonna be here until 2AM. You know I stay working!” she said as she tried to remain positive. I played dumb, although I already knew her second/third-shift schedule. My dick appointments were scheduled around her schedule. Poor girl.

“I hear that…you’re securing your bag!” I said as I finally scanned my enema discreetly. I inserted my card and paid for my items as I gathered all of my bags and placed them into my cart.

“Aw, thank you Tremonte! The bag may be smaller this check though. I’m exhausted, I may leave work early today.” Olivia said, letting out a yawn. “Why would you do that? Your bills must be paid up to date if you’re willing to cut your hours short….” I said, trying to not sound disappointed. I needed this girl to work her entire shift, so she wouldn’t interrupt my time with her boyfriend. “No, I need the hours but I’m tired. I’m sure someone will need someone to cover them over the weekend, so I’ll get the hours back. Plus, I want to lay up with my man tonight, I’m always working long hours every Friday night. Only God knows what Torrance been spending his Friday nights doing.” Olivia said, instantly making me uncomfortable.

“Of course. Well, let me get out of here! I’ll catch you later.” I said as I began to push my cart towards the exit.

“Of course! You have a good day!” Olivia said as she focused her attention on other customers. I quickly took that as my queue to leave, not wanting to endure another second of dialogue with her. I quickly left the Walmart and pushed my cart to my car, where I threw everything in my backseat.   I got back in my car and turned up my music. As soon as I’d reversed my car and began to leave the parking lot, my phone began to ring on my car’s speakers. I looked at the caller ID and I instantly answered it when I saw Torrance’s name. “Hey, what’s up daddy?” I said jokingly as I began to drive.

“Yo, what the fuck did I tell you about calling me that?” Torrance shouted into the phone. I called him daddy knowing he’d feel a way, but I gotta admit it – I enjoyed pushing his buttons.

“Chill, ain’t nobody around me, I’m in my car by myself.” I said, hoping to calm him the fuck down.

“Oh, damn…my bad. You know I ain’t with that ‘daddy’ shit though.” Torrance said.

“Whatever Torrance, you only have issues with it when you’re not fucking me. When you’re up in this ass, you don’t seem to have an issue with me creaming ‘daddy’.” I joked. I knew I was pushing it, but Torrance was hooked on me. As much as he tried to deny it, he always hit me up and he was always trying to get down.

“Man, you gotta shut that shit up, you keep making it more complicated than it has to be. We just fucking, nothing more and nothing less. Just let things be how they are, or we can stop this shit right now.” He whispered through what seemed like clenched teeth. I could tell that I was annoying him.

“Yeah, whatever Torrance. Anyways, I saw your little girlfriend at Walmart. Her weave was busted” I said as I turned onto the street where my apartment was located. Torrance laughed to himself.

“Yeah, I noticed. I fucked her hard before she went to work so she didn’t have time to fix her hair.” Torrance confidently said as I entered my apartment complex’s parking lot.

“Ah, so she had that good dick glow?” I asked him.

“Yeah, she sure the fuck did.” Torrance said confidently.

“Man, whatever. If that good dick glow that you speak of leaves your sex partners looking like struggle, I don’t want any parts of it.” I said as I smiled. For someone that was a serial fuckboy, Torrance had a TON of charm. “I’m trying to give you that good dick glow too if you’re down.” Torrance said, flirting with me. I knew Torrance well enough that this was his own special way of saying that he wanted to fuck. As annoyed as I was that he couldn’t just ask me for some ass, I appreciated the sentiment. If his ego required him to act as if he were doing me a favor by fucking me, I could allow it. The dick was that good.

“I don’t know, Torrance. I don’t really feel like getting fucked tonight…” I said, feigning disinterest.

“Nigga, you a goddamn lie! You know you want me to come through and make sure your pipes are all cleaned.” Torrance jokes, switching to making poorly executed plumbing puns. I decided to entertain it.

“You trying to make sure my pipes are clean? If anything, you’re trying to clog my pipes with all that dick that you got.” I said. Torrance immediately laughed.

“Okay, but you always want MY pipe up in you, so why are you acting shy today?” he rebutted. I laughed.

“Man, Torrance you’re a mess. Give me an hour and a half and slide through.” I said, laughing to myself as I could feel him smiling on the other end of the phone.

“Bet. I’ll see you soon, shorty.” Torrance said.

“See you soon, daddy.” I said as he hung up the call. I quickly hopped out of my car, grabbed everything from my backseat and I practically ran to my apartment. I only had but so much time to get all cleaned out.

Before I knew it, it was 7PM and my ass was as clean as a whistle. I walked through my clean apartment, making sure nothing was out of place. Everything seemed clean, as I liked it whenever I had men come over. I returned to my bedroom to get dressed. As I put on a pair of Black underwear that fit me just right.

I heard a specific set of knocks on my apartment door – I knew that Torrance was waiting for me to let him in. (It was his idea to have a distinct knock, so I would know to expect him.)

I quickly grabbed some cologne off of my dresser and sprayed a bit of it on my chest and neck. I then grabbed my lube and condoms (Trojans for Torrance) and I went into my living room. I placed the condom and lube on my coffee table as I heard Torrance’s special knock on my door.

Not wanting to keep him waiting any longer, I walked over to the door and I opened it, quickly ushering him in before anyone could see him. Without warning, Torrance flipped me around, so I was facing him, and he pulled me in for a kiss! His tongue fought its way into my mouth as his hands found a place on my ass.

I moaned as our lips smashed against each other. I loved that Torrance really wasn’t with the small talk – he typically came over, ready to fuck and we usually got right to it. I fumbled with the drawstring of his sweatpants (trying to get him naked) as I tried to nudge him towards my bedroom. Torrance pulled his face back, separating out lips for a moment.

“You trying to get my dick wet first?” Torrance said, gripping his bulge in his grey sweatpants. Knowing that this was as ‘poetic’ as he got, I obliged.

Torrance sat on my couch and I sank to my knees and I pulled his sweatpants down to his knees. His dick flopped out and stood tall. His dick was at least 9 ½ inches long and thick. I grabbed his dick with my right hand and not wasting any time, I brought my lips to the tip of his dick, licking around the head then engulfing the entire head, in my mouth.

“Oh shit, suck my dick just like that!” Torrance moaned as I went deeper on his dick and felt it hit the back my throat. I smiled on the inside as I felt Torrance’s knees bucking as I kneeled between his legs, giving him the best head. I was pretty sure that I’d ruined his perception of Olivia’s head game with mine. Torrance was always amazed that I could deep throat his dick. It took a special throat to be able to relax enough for a dick like his. MY throat was special.

He continued moaning as I sucked him hard and good, working my throat around his thick dick. He grabbed my head and forced my head all the way down the length of his dick. I gagged, wanting him to feel like he was controlling things, but I wasn’t affected in the slighted.

“That’s it nigga, suck this dick.” He moaned, throwing his head backwards. I sucked on it for a few more minutes before removing my mouth from it. He looked down, disappointed that I’d stopped.

“Why’d you stop?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Because I want some dick. I know we got time, but I want some dick, Torrance.” I said, standing up.

” Actually, we don’t have a lot of time. I gotta get up out of here soon, Olivia let me know that she was getting off work at 8PM and she needs me to pick her u [p.” Torrance said as his dick bobbed in the air.

FUCK. I thought back to how Olivia had mentioned possibly getting off work early when I saw her at Walmart earlier. I was pissed. I looked at my clock and it was already 7:20PM. Damn, we really didn’t much time.

“Damn, you didn’t think that this was something that you should tell me?” I said, getting annoyed. Torrance rolled his eyes and replied with a slight attitude.

“I’m telling you now. We can either fuck or not, it’s on you.” He said, staring at me with a raised eyebrow. I was so annoyed, but he was right.

“Fine, let’s take this shit to the bedroom.” I said, turning to walk towards it. Torrance grabbed my hand and stopped me in my tracks.

“Fuck that bedroom nigga, let’s do this shit right here! I need to get up in that ass as soon as possible.” Torrance said, standing up and turning me around. He quickly stole another kiss before lifting his Omega shirt over his head, revealing his tattoo covered chest. I was annoyed that my dick appointment was going to be a quick one, but Torrance wasn’t my man, so I couldn’t trip. As he continued to get undressed, I followed his queue – I stepped out of my underwear, now standing before Torrance completely nude.

The two of us began to move quickly as we didn’t have much time.  Without words, I crawled up on my couch and Torrance followed suit, kneeling behind me on the carpeted floor. His hands slowly went up to my ass, feeling and grabbing it. I could feel him staring at my ass. I pushed my ass back towards him, wanting him to get this shit started. Torrance got closer to me and with the palm of both hands, he finally spread my ass. I could feel his warm breath on my asshole. I could feel my dick starting to get hard as I began to grind against my couch, anticipating Torrance to do more.

I rested my head on the back of my couch as I felt Torrance begin to softly run his tongue against my asshole. I moaned as he lightly slapped my ass and unexpectedly, I felt a finger probing my ass hole alongside his tongue. I began to push my ass back at him, wanting more than his tongue or a finger.

“Torrance, you said we don’t have a lot of time, I love that tongue, but I need that dick!” I fake whined, trying to get him to really get things popping. If he were going to leave me to lay up with his girlfriend, he was going to do so only after fucking me.

“Ah, you want that good dick glow?” I got you, Tre.” He replied as I felt him remove his finger and rub his hands down my hips and. I felt him stand up behind me, so I looked over my shoulder. I could see him reaching for the condom and lube that I’d set on the coffee table and in less than a minute, he had the condom on. He was lathering hid dick with lube before handing it to me, so I could place some on my asshole. 

As soon as we were both lubed up, it was on. Torrance pulled my hips back slightly, lining up his rock-hard dick with my ass.

Feeling his dick was surreal - it was rock-hard, and I could feel his hands rubbing all over my ass cheeks. I don’t know what it was, but Torrance had admitted that I had an effect on him. Before me, he’d never considered fucking around with other men. I felt proud, having effectively turned him out. He’d never admit it to me, but I knew he was hooked.

I came out of my own thoughts as I could feel his dick trying to search for my opening, trying to pry me open. As the tip of his dick finally made contact with my hole, I felt his hot wet tongue licking my ear. Fuck, that was my spot! I turned my head, grabbed his head with my right hand and I began forcefully kissing him. Torrance’s dick began to sink into me as we made out.

Our bodies pressed together as Torrance began to pump his dick in and out of me. I continued trying to kiss him as he began to feed me the length of his entire dick. It’d only been a few minutes, but before I knew it the both of us were dripping in sweat all over my leather couch.

Torrance dug his nails into my hips as he began to truly get into the fuck. We finally broke our kiss (as my neck was hurting) and he said, “You missed this dick nigga?”

I moaned (as his dick hit my spot) and said, “I get this dick weekly, how can I ever miss it?” Torrance ignored me, still grinding his body up against me.

“Keep talking that shit and I’m going to cut you off!” Torrance said, slapping my ass and stroking me even harder. I loved that he thought that he was in control of our arrangement! Little did he know, he was only in my apartment fucking me because I’d turned HIM out. His denial was cute.

I began to throw my ass back into his lap, meeting his thrusts as I replied “Nigga, keep threatening me and I’ll cut YOU off.” I said as he tried to regain control of our fuck. Not wanting to concede, I began to throw my back into his crotch even harder, tightening my hole with each stroke. I could feel him shudder each time I tightened my hole. I knew that he was approaching his orgasm.

“Fuck Tre, you tight and wet as fuck!” Torrance yelled as I felt his pubes scratch up against my ass. I felt his dick penetrating as deep as he could, signaling that he was indeed controlling our fuck again. I simply leaned over the couch as he began to literally ram his dick into my depths. I couldn’t keep up anymore – Torrance was putting it down on me!

“Fuck, keep doing that shit!” I moaned as I pushed my ass back at him.

Torrance didn’t reply, he just continued to throw his dick deep into me. At this point, I was panting, moaning and gasping for air as Torrance fucked me hard and deep. I hated to admit it, but now I could see why bitches were ready and willing to fight for him – Torrance had a weapon of sex between his legs and he made people fall in love with his dick. I refused to fall in love with him because he was a hoe (and he was convinced that he was straight), but I was determined to continue getting this dick at my convenience.

I felt Torrance’s stroke begin to increase and before I knew it, he sank his nails into my hips one last time. I felt his dick expand before he yelled “Tre, I’m about to cum!”

I simply moaned as Torrance exploded deep inside of the condom. I could feel each shot of his orgasm shoot into the condom. I moaned as he continued pumping his nut into the condom, filling it to the brim. For a few moments, I rested on the top of the couch as he lay behind me with his face buried into my neck. His hands were still wrapped around my waist as he caught his breath. The two of us were covered in sweat as we came down from our sex high.

After a few minutes, he climbed off of me and I turned around and sat back on the couch as Torrance began to pick up his clothes from the floor. As I sat on the couch, I couldn’t help but feel good. Yeah, it wasn’t the sex marathon that I was used to, but Torrance still managed to dick me down. I looked over to the clock and it was only 7:42PM…in 22 minutes, he’d given me that good dick. Not bad,

“I got you glowing over there, don’t I? I told you my dick was good!” Torrance said, bringing me out of my train of thought.

I smiled as I tried to play it off. “Man, whatever. So, are you going to go pick up Olivia like that?” I asked as I watched him pull his shirt over his head (still naked from the waist down.

“What do you mean?” he asked, stopping in his tracks.

“Torrance, you smell like sex. You think your girl won’t question that?” I asked him.

“Well, I fucked her right before she went to work.” Torrance said with a sheepish smile.

“Yeah, but you smell like FRESH sex right now. Just pick her up a bit late and take a quick shower before you leave. If you go pick her up now, she’ll kill you and then I won’t ever get that dick again.” I said, trying to help him out. I knew that Olivia was crazy over him, so it wasn’t smart for him to go pick her up smelling like dick and ass.

“Yeah…you right.” Torrance said, removing his shirt and running towards the bathroom.

I contemplated joining him in the shower, but I knew that would only make him even more late for picking Olivia up and I didn’t need to have that on my conscience. I’d already turned her nigga out, I didn’t want that on my conscience.

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           I’d been with my girlfriend Demetria since high school but we’d only been serious for about three years. Now that she was pregnant with my son, I was ready to take it to the next step and ask her to marry me. However, there was something I’d never told her about myself and had no plans of telling her about. Although I hadn’t acted on it in years, I’m into dudes just as much as I’m into women. In high school, I fucked around with five of my basketball teammates and a few other dudes from our school on the low. I continued messing with dudes and other women until me and Demetria moved in together. That was when I decided to become faithful to her. I never thought someone so close to both of us would test my faithfulness.

           “Baby, I’m horny,” I said over the phone to Demetria. “You know I get morning wood like crazy. Can we have some phone sex or something?”

           She laughed and replied, “You know I’m not in the mood. I know it’s been tough but I’m not one of those women who get horny while pregnant. Once I hit three months, I just lost that feeling. My sister says it’ll come back though after I have the baby.”

           “Why you still at your sister’s anyway? Are you coming home or are you gonna stay there until you have the baby?”

           “I don’t know, Horace. These last few weeks have been miserable and my sister and my mama have been making me feel so much better.”

           I sighed and told her, “I love you and I wish you’d let me comfort you. You’re carrying my little boy.”

           “I know, baby. I’m sorry if it feels like I’m punishing you for something. Well, I actually am punishing your ass for getting me pregnant!” She laughed and I laughed, too. “But for real, I love you and I can’t wait to have this baby.”

           “I still wanna name him Tyler or Tyree.”

           “And I said one of those could be his middle name. His first name is gonna be Jabari.”

           “Yeah, we’ll see.”

           “So, what’s my brother been up to? He acts like he can’t call no damn body or respond to my text messages.”

           “He’s good.”

           “Are you sure he hasn’t been giving you any trouble? He hasn’t been smoking weed in the house, has he?”

           “Dante is cool, baby. I keep telling you that boy has changed. He got a job and stopped escorting. He’s helping pay the bills. Your brother is staying out of trouble this time.”

           “He better. Because I’m the last family member that’s willing to help him.” She yawned before saying, “I’m gonna go back to sleep. I’ll talk to you later, baby. I love you.”

           “I love you, too.” I ended the call and then climbed out of bed to go make myself a bowl of cereal in the kitchen. When I got in there and saw all of the Honey Nut Cheerios were gone, I called out, “Dante, can I have some of your Apple Jacks?”

           “Yeah, man,” he replied from his room.

           “Thanks.”

                                                    Me (Horace)

           I made myself a bowl and after adding milk, I went into the living room to watch TV while eating. Not long after I finished, I heard Dante talking on the phone with somebody. I could’ve sworn I heard him say something about weed so after taking my bowl back into the kitchen and putting in the sink, I went up the hall and stood outside his open door. I peeked in to see he was playing a videogame in his underwear while his phone was on the bed on speakerphone.

yesterday’s rap star — FABOLOUS 🎤 🍆

           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

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