BIG DADDY

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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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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Empire Sex Chronicles By: TheSagginSociety Writers

Chapter 2- The Lyon Brothers

Hakeem couldn’t believe what was happening. His brother’s boyfriend, Warren, was knelt at the edge of the bathtub, with his hand gripped around his dick. What would Jamall think? What would Jamall say? What would he do if he knew that this was happening. The worst part about the whole situation was that Hakeem wasn’t even gay. He had no interest in men. He was being forced to go along with what Warren said in order to keep his daughter in his life.

On the other hand, even though he was one hundred percent heterosexual, he couldn’t deny the feeling of pleasure that Warren’s hand was providing him. Warren moved his hand up and down on Hakeem’s nice inch dick, causing chills to flow through Hakeem’s body. He wasn’t Keene to that fact that it was a h=guys hand that was stroking his dick, but he couldn’t deny the feeling of ecstasy that the hand was delivering to him. With each of Warren’s strokes of Hakeem’s dick, up and then back down, a soft gentle moan would escape from Hakeem’s lips.

Warren looked down at Hakeem and noticed that his nipples were hard, poking out towards the heavens. He then felt a dab of his precum release from Hakeem’s dick and spill over onto his hand. He rubbed his thumb and his index finger over the head of Hakeem’s dick playing with his boyfriend’s younger brother’s ecstasy juices. He then looked up at Hakeem’s face and noticed that his head was flung back and his eyes were closed.

“Open your eyes Hakeem,” Warren said. “I want you to look directly at me. I want you to see who is doing this to you. I want you to see me as I make your body feel good!”

Hakeem slowly opened his eyes and look directly at Warren. He didn’t want to see Warren, a man, holding onto his dick, stroking his dick and making his body feel good, but he had no choice. He had to do what Warren told him to do.

 Warren stared Hakeem directly in his eyes as he made his next move. With one of his hand slowly stroking Hakeem’s dick, he then lifted his free hand and placed it into the water of the hot tub. His hand went directly for Hakeem’s ass hole. Warren placed the tip of his thumb directly at the entrance of Hakeem’s ass hole and began to slowly press inwards, allowing his thumb to gracefully slide into Hakeem’s hole.

Hakeem’s body slightly jolted as his lips spread open, allowing a loud moan to come through them. He didn’t know what was happening, his emotions were getting the best of him. His dick was being stroked at the same time his ass was getting finger. Both jetting jerked and getting fingered, were things that he loved, but no female had ever done them both at the same time. His eyes were still open and he was still looking directly at Warren, but he didn’t look like himself, he looked like an innocent kid who had just tasted ice cream for the first time.

Warren loved it. He loved the way that Hakeem’s dick was pulsating in his hand. He loved the way that Hakeem’s precum was oozing profusely out of his dick. He loved the feeling of Hakeem’s tight boy pussy was gripping on his thumb as he moved it in and out of Hakeem. He loved the gentle moans that were coming out if Hakeem’s lips, as he made love to his body. But the thing that he loved the most was the look in Hakeem’s eyes. He knew that the fact that Hakeem was a straight, hardcore, thug rapper, that in this moment he was venerable and that Hakeem belonged to him.

Warren slowly broke the gaze that was shared between himself and Hakeem, and leaned forward, placing his lips onto Hakeem’s right nipple. With is thumb in Hakeem’s ass, and his hand slowly ejaculating Hakeem’s dick, be began so swivel his tongue around Hakeem’s hard nipple. Hakeem let out a moan that was louder than any moan that he had previously released. Hakeem’s moan escaped the bathroom walls, making its way to the hallway, and into the ears of Luscious’, who was walking by.

“That’s my boy!” Luscious said as a devious smile formed on his face. “Jamall must have taken the two men to the sauna room. Luscious said as he began to make his way to peek in and make sure that Jamall was engaging them in the appropriate type of action that he requested.

(MEANWHILE)

Jamall walked into Luscious’ office closing the door behind him. He notices two men sitting in the two chairs facing Lucious’s desk, with their back to him. The two men slowly turn to look at the door behind them, expecting Lucious to be standing there. To their surprise, Jamall Lyons is standing there instead. Jamall quickly recognizes one of the guys to be Shyne Johnson, one of Lucius’s colleagues and the brother of Andre’s ex-girlfriend. The second guy he did not recognize, but he was sure it was one of Shyne’s thugs.

“My father sent me in here to help assist you guys with the issue that he is involved in with the two of you,” Jamall said as he walked over to where the two guys were standing.

“And how exactly are you going to help us. Your father is in a lot of debt with us, and you are just an artist. You don’t have the type of money to pay off his debt,” Shyne said as he stood up from his seat. “This shit if fucking beyond your little punk ass. Where the fuck I your father! He need to bring his no paying ass in this fucking room before I blow this mutha fucka up!”

“That is exactly what I had in mind, Jamall said as he places his hand on Shyne’s crotch area and started to rub it.

“What the fuck are you doing nigga!” Shyne said as he quickly brushed Jamall’s hand from his crotch area. “I’m not with that faggoty shit nigga! No disrespect to you, but I’m not with that shit!”

“Every guy is with getting their dicked worked out Shyne. A mouth is a mouth.” Jamall said as he reached in once again and grabbed Shyne’s dick. “Check, this out, I’m blow you and your friend. This is what I, and Empire can offer you today on what we owe you, “Jamall said as he began to unbuckle Shyne’s belt, allowing his pants to fall to the ground.

As soon as Shyne’s pants hit the ground his dick popped straight out. It was hard as a brick and poking his boxers out ino a large bulge. Jamall looked over at Shynes friend and he was now standing and the tent that was forming in his sweat pants let Jamall know that he had his approval. Shyne then looked over at his friend and then back down at Jamall.

“Alright nigga! Do what you gotta do, but this shit stay in this mutha fuckin room! Do you understand?” Shine ordered.

“Completely between the three of us!” Jamall replied as he knelt down to the floor. With his left hand, he grabbed Shyne’s boxers and slid them down, and with his right hand he grabbed Shyne’s thug friend’s sweats and pulled them down, noticing that he wasn’t wearing and boxers underneath. Jamall then took a hold of Shyne’s 8-inch dick, and the thug’s 9-inch dick and began to simultaneously stroke them a little. He noticed the precum that was sitting at the tip of the thug’s dick and leaned inwards and licked it off with his tongue. The thug let out a gentle moan from the feeling of Jamall’s tongue caressing the tip of his dick.

“Nigga stop that shit and wet my dick first!” Shyne ordered.

Yes sir!” Jamall said as he released his tongue from the thug’s dick head and leaned in Shyne’s direction, opened his mouth and took Shyne’s complete 8 inches down his throat.

(Meanwhile)

Andre Lyons the oldest of the Lyon brothers, had a new artist meeting to attend. It was his job at empire to screen the new artist as they come in and then assign them an A and R representative to work with them once they were signed. His two o’clock meeting was with a prospective artist who went by the name of Lawrence P. Andre walked into the new artist conference room, and there he saw Lawerence P, standing at the furthest edge of the conference room table. Lawerence P stood six feet three inches tall and weighed two hundred pounds. He was average build with a little tone to his body.

Andre made his way over to Lawerence and extend his hand in greeting. He noticed that Lawerence’s hand grasp was very firm and strong.  Something about the hand shake shent volts through Andre’s body.

“It’s nice to finally meet you Lawerence,” Andre said giving Lawerence a slight smile.

“Likewise,” Lawerence replied. “I’m very excited to be here at Empire.

“That is good to hear. Now, let’s get down to business. I am here to discuss with you a possible contract here at Empire.  Now here at Empire we expect our artist to go above and beyond. We are the top selling record label in the United States, and it’s because of our artist that we are that. Do you feel that you have what it takes to be a top selling artist on Empire’s record label?”

“Yes, I do. I am sure I have a lot to offer, and I will definitely go above and beyond, and do whatever it takes to be here,” Lawerence replied.

“Whatever it takes?” Andre said as he slowly walked over to the conference room door and locked it.

“Yes, Andre Lyons,” Lawerence said as he walked closer to Andre. “Whatever it takes.”

“That’s good to know,” Andre said with a devious smile.

Andre quickly streatched out his arms and grabbed Lawerence’s shoulders. He spun him around and pushed him up against the wall. Andre then forcefully grabbed the back of Lawerence’s pants and slid them down along with his boxer briefs, revealing Lawerence’s round hairless ass. Holding Lawerence against the wall, he then reached for his belt, undid the buckle, unbuttoned hos pants and let his pants, fall to the ground. He then reached inside his boxer briefs slit and pulled out his 10-inch dick and pressed it against Lawerence’s ass.

Feeling Andre’s warm dick rubbing on his ass check, Lawerence quickly moved out of in front of Andre and then forced Andre up against the wall. He looks down at Andre’s big round bubble butt noticing it’s bauty. Lawerence then drew his hand back and released it, smacking Andres bubble ass.

“What the hell are you doing!” Andre said forcefully.

“I’m doing whatever it takes. Just like I said I would,” Lawerence said.

(TO BE CONTINUED)

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“Empire Sex Chronicles” By: TheSagginSociety Writers

(This is a fictional story. The characters and their sexual roles that are in this writing do no reference the real sexual roles of the character or the person playing the character roles.)

Chapter 1 - Saving Lucious and Hakeem’s Hot Tub

Lucious Lyons walked into one of the meeting rooms at Empire. There his son, Jamal Lyons, sat at the conference table. Lucious walked over to the table, sat down and leaned forward against the table placing his head into the palms of his hands. Jamal looked over at his father not knowing what was going on. He had never seen his father act this way.

“What’s wrong Dad? Is everything alright?” Jamal asked.

“No, son. I’ve gotten myself into some mess,” Lucious replied to his son.

“What kind of mess? Is there anything I can do?” Jamal asked his father.

“I’m afraid not. This is out of my hands,” Lucious replied.

“There are two men waiting in my office and to say the least, we owe them a lot of money; loans from when your mother and I first started this business.”

“We can pay them,” Jamal asserted. We have plenty of money.“

“Not enough son,” Lucious responded.

“There has to be something there we can do. No matter what it is I am sure we can find a way out we always do we are a very strong and prominent family here in New York.” Jamal stated as he placed his hand on his father’s back and slowly began to rub his father’s back to comfort him.

“That’s enough Jamal! I told you about all that fruity shit!” Lucious said as he looked over at his middle child.

“Dad I wasn’t being fruity. I was just trying to comfort you. You always take my homosexuality too far,” Jamal replied to his father. “I am your son! You are my father! You need to learn to love me, who I am and what I have to offer!

"That’s it Jamal! You are right you do have something to offer and it just might be our solution to this mess that we are in!” Luscious responded wide-eyed and with a very suspicious smile on his face as he looked at Jamal.

“What do you mean?” Jamal questioned as he looked at his father curiously.

“Stand up son,” Luscious said as the smile on his face grew more intense.

Jamal didn’t know what was going in. He had no clue of what his father was thinking but he was sure that it was something crooked. After all that’s how he built the family empire, doing crooked things. He slowly scooted his chair out from underneath the table and stood up. Lucious looked his son over. Lucious noticed Jamal’s fitted shirt that gripped onto his pecs so tightly that his nipples imprint poked the shirt outwards. He looked down a little further noticing his son’s shirt also clinging to his torsos. Lucious’ eyes moved down from his son’s torsos and made their way to the crotch area of Jamal’s pants. His eyes widened as he started at the long thick bulge that ran down Jamal’s pants leg. Lucious’ smile became even more wide, noticing how big his son’s dick was, and how far it stretched down his pants leg.

“Dad… DAD!” Jamal said trying to avert his father’s attention back to him.

“Turn around son,” Lucious responded without taking his eyes off his son’s crotch area.

“Dad what’s going on? Why are you starting at me like that?” Jamal questioned his father weary of the lustful eyes that his father was giving him.

“Just do as I say son,” Lucious said with a soft sensual voice. “Turn around for me.”

“Ok Dad. If you say so,” Jamal replied hesitantly without moving, staring at his father.

Luscious lifted his finger and motioned it in a circular motion, once again instructing Jamal to turn around for him. Jamal took in a deep breath and just as he was about to turn around there was a light knock on the door. Andre, Lucious’ oldest son, opened the door to the conference room and walked in.

“Father, the men in your office are getting eager about the situation,” Andre said with a nervous look on his face.

“Don’t worry son. I think I have found a solution for our problems. Let me finish talking to your brother, and I will get right back with them,” Lucious replied.

“Yes father,” Andre said as he quickly walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Lucious looked back over at Jamal. His eyes went straight to his son’s crotch area again. Once again, he lifted his finger and motioned for Jamal to turn around. Jamal took in another deep breath and then he did what his father asked of him. He slowly turned around, looking over his shoulder the whole time watching his father and noticing his father’s eyes widened even more as he turned. Lucious couldn’t believe his eyes. His son was the jackpot. His pants held tighter to his ass then they did to his dick. Jamal’s ass was perfectly round. Lucious could see the individual outline of each of Jamal’s round buttocks. He could even see the slit down the middle that separated each of Jamal’s butt checks. He couldn’t believe his son’s body was so perfect. No wonder all the record label producers wanted his son. From what he was packing in the front to what he was carrying in the back any man, gay or straight, wouldn’t be able to turn Jamal down.

“Jamal, son, lift up your shirt,” Lucious said with the same sensual voice.

“Dad!” Jamal responded.

“Do as I say son. Now lift it up,” Lucious repeated.

Jamal once again took in a deep breath. He took both of his hands and placed them on the bottom edges of his short and lifted his shirt up. Lucious’ smile became so wide that his teeth were showing. What he was thinking was one hundred percent correct. Jamal was wearing a thong underneath his pants. The Top line of his son’s thong was coming out of the top of Jamal’s pants. No wonder his ass looked so defined in his pants, he was wearing a thong, making his ass free underneath them.

“Jamal, son, I need you to take care of this mess that I got us in,” Lucious began to explain.

“How do you expect me to do that?” Jamal questioned as he slowly turned around to face his father.

Lucious looked down at his son’s crotch again. This time he was eagerly surprised. Jamal’s dick was not only stretching down the length of his pants, but it was now fully hard and seemed to have grown even thicker and longer than it was before. His son’s hardened dick bulge was somewhat poking out his pants as though it was trying to break free.

“Go in my office and take care of the two men that are sitting in there,” Lucious further explained.

“Take care of them how?” Jamal asked. “Show them what you have to offer,” Lucious said looking up at his son and winking at him.

“Dad!” Jamal replied in disbelief.

“Treat this as a project. A project that only you can handle for me. Be my secret weapon on this one. You said to take you for what you have to offer,” Lucious bargained.

“Ok Dad, but just this one time. I’ll do what I can,” Jamal replied.

“And I’m sure what you can do will be just enough!” Lucious said as he winked at his son once again.

(MEANWHILE) Hakeem Lyons soaks in the hot tube in the sauna room at Empire. The water in the hot tub was clear, allowing his naked body to be visible if someone were to look into the water. He was trying to relax before he had to go on stage for his big performance with his brother Jamal.

His pre-performance ritual was to smoke, drink, and fuck. He was known for his orgy parties, and for how hot they were. His performance with his older brother was in a few hours and just like before every performance his dick was throbbing. It was something about the stage, being on the stage, and how the crowd reacted to him on stage that did something to him. Somehow and someway the stage turned him on. Just thinking about performing would make his dick grow. Even when he was a boy, watching how the crowd would react to his father being on the stage made a huge movement in his pants.

As he lay in the hot tub with his eyes closed he began to envision himself on the stage. He can see the crowd. He can hear the crowd. He loves the crowd. The crowd going wild. He pulls his shirt off and tosses it out to the crowd. The crowd goes wild fighting for his shirt. He hears the crowd chanting his name. “Hakeem.. Hakeem.. Hakeem.”

Hakeem’s right arm slowly slid off the edge of the hot tub sliding its way down into the hot tub. As it makes its path through the water his hand begins to open. He quickly grabs ahold of his throbbing nine inch of dick, wrapping his fingers around it. He begins to stroke it up and down letting out soft gentle moans from the feeling of his own hand making love to his dick. As his hand moves up the full length of his nine in dick he takes in a deep breath, slowly letting it out as he slides his hand back down the length of it. Slowly his left arm moves from the edge of the hot tub and breaks another path into the hot tubs water. His hand made its way to his balls and begins to run them in a circular motion as his right hand ejaculated his manhood. Within moments, Hakeem’s left arm slides down beneath his balls and he begins to massage his taint area. His dick begins to throb as he rubs his taint and jerks his nine-inch dick. Without a thought Hakeem’s thumb embarks from his fingers clutched position and slides into the tip of his ads hole. As his thumb tip entered his hole, he let out a brief sigh of pleasure.

The door to the sauna room opened. Hakeem’s sexual trance was unbroken. Warren, Jamal’s boyfriend walked into the room and was surprised to see his boyfriends younger brother, Hakeem, lying in the hot tub, one hand on his dick and the other hand’s thumb embedded in his ass hole. Warren just stood there looking at Hakeem in disbelief.

“Unh.. unh,” Warren said breaking Hakeem’s trance.

Hakeem’s eyes shot open. He looked over at the door and saw Warren standing there. He quickly slid his thumb out of his ads hole, and removed his hand from his dick, placing both over top of his crotch area trying to cover himself. He couldn’t believe Warren saw him. Not only was he jerking his dick but he was also fingering himself.

“What the fuck are you doing in here?” Hakeem screamed at Warren. “Get the fuck out of here!”

“My fault. I thought you was your brother,” Warren replied.

“Nawl homie, I’m not my brother. This is out of bounds,” Hakeem rebutted.

Warren just stood there. He’s eyes were fixated on Hakeem’s dick. Even though Hakeem was trying to hide it, the thick mushroom head of his nine-inch dick was poking out free. Hakeem looked at Warren and then followed his eyes path, noticing that Warren was focusing on his dick.

“Nigga quit looking at my dick and get the fuck out of here!” Hakeem forcefully said to Warren.

“The more and more I look at you, the more you remind me of Jamal. Exactly like Jamal,” Warren said as he closed the door to the sauna, locked it and walked over to the hot tub.

“Yo, back the fuck up. I’m not with that gay shit you and Jamal be on,” Hakeem said trying to convince Warren to leave.

“It looks like you are on it,” Warren said as he pointed down to Hakeem’s dick which was still hard as a brick.

“Nah man, I’m not with that,” Hakeem replied as he tried to cover his dick better.

“Move your hands,” Warren said to Hakeem.

“Really Warren. I’m not down with that,” Hakeem replied.

“I would hate to have to go back to my grandmother and tell her you don’t deserve you daughter Bella any more. Now, move your hands and let me see it,” Warren ordered.

Hakeem slowly moved his hands as Warren told him. His dick popped straight up into the air. Warren slowly knelt and took Hakeem’s dick into his hand, wrapping his fingers around it tightly. Hakeem’s mouth flew open as he let out a loud moan from the feeling of Warrens warm hands tightly gripped around his dick.

(TO BE CONTINUED)