Date: Sat, 10 Sep 2011 08:18:15 -0400 (EDT) From: DOGG Subject: bruthaly luv-14 BRUTHALY LUV -14 >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>SCENE-1<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< 26 yr old Marlon Overton waited on pins and needles for his boyfriend (Curtis Williams) to return from his trip to Atlanta for a job interview. Having heard that the interview had been postponed 3 days due to scheduling, nearly put Marlon in a tailspin. He hadn't been away from his lover more than 8 hours since they moved together 3 yrs ago, now having to wait almost 5 whole days had him ready to burst with sexual frustration, as he jacked himself to sleep at night. 36 yr old Dan Edwards noticed the vulnerability in Marlon. Having stayed over every night (in Crystal's bed) since Curtis left, he was able to witness Marlon's deterioration daily, as he started to become more and more depressed and irritated, unable to hold his boyfriend at night. For Dan, things couldn't have gone better if he planned it. Having noticed Marlon since the beginning, he realized there was something innate about his personality that screamed `I want to be sexually mauled by a hot dominate straight man!' Maybe it was in his walk. Maybe it was in his talk. Whatever it was, it was definitely SCREAMING to Dan, telling him Marlon was ripe for the taking. Watching him mope about the house like a boy who'd lost his favorite toy (sometimes wearing nothing more than a pair of tight fitting booty hugging pajama bottoms or boxers), was beginning to drive Dan insane with lust. How many times could he stand by staring at Marlon's hot ass in his underwear, crying to Crystal about how much his body was craving Curtis' touch? Just thinking of Marlon downstairs at night jacking off, fingering or dildoing his hungry manhole has Dan's dick throbbing like a heat seeker missile with Marlon's spread hole acting as the target. Crystal definitely was the benefactor of Dan's nightly rumps. He'd fuck the shit out of her while thinking of Marlon, tossing his legs all about in the air as he pictured Marlon squealing under him like a bitch. It was late morning on the 5th day that Dan decided to play hooky from work. Telling Crystal that he felt a little ill, he decided to call off from work and stay home in her bed for the day. When Crystal offered to call off and stay with him, Dan insisted that she go in, saying if he needed anything he could always ask Marlon to make him some hot soup for lunch. Crystal left feeling sorry for her (usually virile) man, asking Marlon to take a look in on him from time to time? Marlon agreed, despite feeling a little down himself. He hadn't heard from Curtis in 24 hours, and wasn't exactly sure what time or when he'd be coming home? After taking Crystal into work, Marlon came home and checked in on Dan, knocking cautiously on the door in case he was still asleep...? "Come in!" yelled Dan, wide awake. Marlon peeked his head in... "Good morning..." he said, as Dan lay in bed watching CNN on television. "...Crystal said you weren't feeling well. Is there anything I could get you...?" "You mean like a sponge bath...?" joked Dan, catching Marlon off guard. "I think I might be alright for awhile..." said Dan, as Marlon began to creep back out. "What're YOU planning to do this morning...?" "Me...?" asked Marlon, "uh..., I have a few loads of clothes to wash..." he said, not really having much planned. "...maybe take a nap or something..." "You could nap up here...!" offered Dan, patting the empty side of the bed. Marlon looked hesitant. "Relax man, I don't bite..." said Dan, "...unless you like that sort of thing...!" he added, jokingly. Marlon laughed, awkwardly. "Seriously though..." continued Dan, "...I really like Crystal, and she really seems to love you..., so I think we ought to get to know each other a little better...!" "Oh...okay..." agreed Marlon (seeing the logic), as he walked into the bedroom. "Could you do one favor for me though...?" asked Dan, "The volume of low on the TV, could you turn it up by hand so I can adjust it with the cable remote...?" "Sure..." said Marlon, walking across the room and bending over at the waist to press the digital button on Crystal's 36" bedroom television by hand. Dan smiled to himself triumphantly as he watched Marlon's ass come to life in front of him. Even under the tight veil of his pajama bottoms (yes Marlon wore his pajamas to drive both his daughter and Crystal to school & work) could he see the parting of the meaty globes, followed by the hard center where his ass crack would be. "How's that...?" asked Marlon, straightening up. "That's fine. Thanks." said Dan, adjusting the sound level. Marlon walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. "So how much longer before Curtis gets back in town...?" asked Dan, making mindless chatter. "I don't know..." said Marlon, sadly. "...I ain't heard from him since the night before his interview...!" "So you don't know if it went well or not...?" asked Dan. "Nope." answered Marlon, visibly upset. "He was supposed to call me every night..., but I've only spoken to him like 3 times...! And he never answers his cell phone, it goes straight to voice mail!" "Hmmm..." said Da, not really paying much attention. "...so how've you been coping without him...?" he asked, more concerned over Marlon's sexual frustration. "I bet you can't wait to see him...! You must be about ready to bust...?" "I AM..." admitted Marlon, "...we've never been this long without each other...! I know he must be going crazy too...!" "If he hasn't shacked up with somebody in Atlanta...!" said Dan, playing devil's advocate. Marlon looked alarmed. "Crystal told me yall have an open relationship...?" continued Dan, seeing he had struck a chord. "How does THAT work...?" "We have 3sums with women, sometimes..." informed Marlon, still thinking of Dan's implications that Curtis could be cheating. "Who's idea was that...?" asked Dan, curiously. "Curtis'..." said Marlon, honestly. "...he still feels strongly attracted to girls, and felt it would be wrong to deny his sexuality to women just because he had a boyfriend...!" "Are YOU still attracted to women...?" asked Dan, "Do YOU get anything out of it...?" "I've fucked a few of them..." confessed Marlon, "...but its mostly for Curtis..., I'm content with being with just him." "So..., does these 3sums ever involve men...?" asked Dan, getting very personal. Marlon blushed slightly from embarrassment. "Not often..." he admitted. "...Curtis and I agreed to never have sex with other guys..., unless we're both in the room...!" "And girls...?" asked Dan. "We never specified girls..." said Marlon. "So..." said Dan, having heard enough. "...you're sitting here hopeless and depressed, missing your boyfriend..., and he could be doing anything with anybody in Atlanta...!" Marlon looked confused. "What would he say if you slept with someone here...?" "He's already given me permission to sleep with ONE guy..." laughed Marlon, as the memory came floating back in his mind. "Really...? Who?" asked Dan. "Someone we USED to do 3sums with a long time ago..." said Marlon. "What makes HIM so special...?" inquired Dan, curiously. "Curt liked him...!" smiled Marlon. "But YOU didn't...?" asked Dan. "No..., I did...!" answered Marlon, vaguely. "So why haven't you called him...?" asked Dan. "Got somebody BETTER in mind...?" "No..." laughed Marlon. "...I just..." he continued, thinking. "...don't want to be in a relationship where there's always constantly a third person...!" "Yet you allow Curtis to have his 3sums with women...?" said Dan, making Marlon think. "Why does Curtis get what HE wants, while you sit home waiting for him to call...?" asked Dan. "Don't you think he's out there getting what he wants right now..., while you're sitting at home missing him...?" "I...don't know..." said Marlon. "I bet if Curtis wanted his dick sucked, he'd get it sucked..., rather YOU were there or not!" assured Dan. Marlon couldn't even fully defend Curtis, knowing he had been guilty of it in the past. "And I bet if he wanted to fuck some ass, he'd get that too!" continued Dan, striking while the iron was hot. "What're YOU doing for Marlon...?" he asked, on a roll. "What're YOU doing when Marlon wants to suck some dick, or get fucked in the ass...? Are you giving Marlon's body what it craves..., or are you denying what it wants because you're waiting for Curtis to turn up and ACT like a boyfriend's supposed to act...?!" "I..." "I KNOW your body's been craving what Curtis usually gives it..." added Dan, talking in a lower erotic tone, acting as Marlon's conscious. "I hear you talking to Crystal, telling her how horny you are for Curtis' dick...! Well I'm here to tell you HE ain't the only big dick in town...! You could find what you want if you just open your eyes...!" Marlon looked confused... "I'm a tell you a little secret, Marlon..., between just YOU and me..." said Dan, peaking Marlon's curiosity. "...I used to have a guy like you..." he admitted, "...someone who needed someone like me to show him what he really wanted...! It took me awhile to break him in, to make him realize what he was here for..., but eventually he accepted it, and became my bitch when I didn't have a steady girl in my life...!" Marlon's eyes widened in disbelief, surprised by the honesty his ears were hearing about Dan's past. "When I left that life and started dating women again, I thought I'd left all of that behind me..." continued Dan, captivating his audience. "...I didn't realize how much I actually missed having a guy service me until I met YOU...! You remind me so much of David, that I find myself wanting to experiment those feelings all over again..., with YOU! So you don't have to sit around mopping about your boyfriend being out of town and not calling..., cause I'd gladly give you what your body's been craving...!" Marlon was completely floored by what he heard (floored, and a little intrigued...). "What about Crystal...?" he asked, thinking of his baby's mother. Dan seemed at a loss for words, having forgotten about Crystal... "What she doesn't know won't hurt her..." he said in defense. "I couldn't..." said Marlon, thinking of her. "...I couldn't cheat on Crys behind her back with her man...!" "But you cheated on your sister with HER husband...!" reminded Dan, having heard the story. Marlon felt like someone had rammed a knife through his back. "Crystal told me..." said Dan, reading the question mark on Marlon's face. "Milt was a different story..." he said, feeling he needed to explain himself. "...I was younger, then..., I didn't know I was gay...! Milt and Demeece were having issues of their own when we started to sleep together...! And we became closer than either of us expected...!" "So it lasted longer than the ONE night...?" asked Dan, catching Marlon by surprise. "Crystal just said that his wife walked in and caught the two of you in bed together..., she didn't say anything about yall having feelings involved...!" Marlon realized that he'd just spilled the beans that he and Milton had had an ongoing affair that lasted longer than the one night people were aware of. Knowing he'd just fucked up and revealed everything, made him want to kick himself. Demeece would definitely hate him now, and her and Milt's marriage would be all but over after word got back to her... "Don't worry..." smiled Dan, seeing the mistake written all over Marlon's face. "...I won't tell anyone..., provided you keep my secret about me and David...?" "Done!" agreed Marlon, upset that he couldn't tell Crystal that her `strong virile' boyfriend had dabbled in the man pond and liked it. But he desperately wanted to keep Milton and his secret from coming to light. Dan shook Marlon's hand, sealing the deal. Marlon quickly realized that the handshake had implications, as Dan's strong grip kept Marlon's hand locked as the two men struggled to dislodge. "We still have ONE MORE MATTER to resolve..." reminded Dan. "What matter...?" asked Marlon, clueless. "This...!" said Dan, pulling Marlon's hand down to his semi-hard dick. Marlon could feel the big dick growing under the bed sheets... "I can't...!" said Marlon, as Dan continued to hold his wrist in place, forcing him to feel his dick grow hard. "Sure you can..." assured Dan, reading the torment in Marlon's eyes. "...no one'll know..." he added, feeling Marlon's fingers squeeze his shaft. "...just like no one knows about you and your sister's husband...!" Marlon pulled his hand away, insulted by the comparison. But Dan wasn't ready to concede just yet. Having one more trick up his sleeve, he pulled back the covers to reveal his dick in all its hardened glory... Marlon's eyes zeroed in on the long hard monster lying between Dan's thighs, lifting up like a drawbridge as it became fully engorged with blood and excitement. Dan slowly gripped his sword and stroked it for Marlon's benefit, mesmerizing him with its cobra like façade, putting Marlon in a temporary dick trance. "Its yours if you want it..." he said, reaching up with his free hand to wrap around the back of Marlon's neck, gently pulling his face down towards his dick. "...no one'll know, but us..." he continued, inching Marlon closer as Marlon's mouth began to water with desire. "...you could suck me off whenever you want..., or I could fuck you in the ass, giving you what you need most...!" Marlon was just inches away from taking the Dan's salivating dickhead in his mouth, feeling the owner's hand tighten on the nap of his neck, when he suddenly heard the front door slam, and Curtis' voice calling aloud... "Honey, I'm home...!" "Curtis...!" said Marlon, snapping out of his trance as he jumped up from Crystal's bed and ran downstairs to see his man. Dan was livid to say the least, having had Marlon just inches away from sucking his dick. He was so mad he could have killed someone. Preferably Curtis! "Hey baby...!" yelled Marlon, running downstairs like a heard of wildebeest as Curtis (with his luggage beside him on the floor) held his arms open for greeting. Marlon ran straight into him, hugging him like lost souls before kissing him a deep warm `hello'. "Missed me, eh...?" laughed Curtis, grabbing Marlon's ass through his PJ's. "You don't know HOW much...!" said Marlon, feeling Curtis' dick getting hard as the mashed crotches. "Then let's go downstairs so you can show me...?" said Curt, following Marlon as he led the way. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>SCENE-2<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Marlon and Curt ripped into each other's clothes like wild cats. Gone were all the anxieties Marlon felt about Curtis not calling him often enough while on his trip. Gone were the particulars Curtis practiced about how humdrum Atlanta was without Marlon by his side, as both men feasted on each other's mouths and tongues, shedding clothes and grabbing hardons as they got into 69 position and began slobbering all over each other's tools. Always horny, Curtis was just as hungry and enthusiastic as Marlon, taking his boyfriend's tasty 7" dick deep into his throat, sucking at the root with his lapping tongue like a hungry dog with a bone. Marlon followed suit, taking Curt's dick well into his throat, his neck ballooning like a bull frog to accommodate his lover's 12" foot-long. For 10 rock solid minutes the sucked each other's dicks to the roots, breathing through their noses and gasping down quick breaths between sucks, humping, thrusting, sucking slurping, stroking and gulping until they were eating each other's rich milk. Marlon was the first to cum, shooting straight down the back of Curtis' milking throat as he took Marlon balls deep and held him there until he finished coming. At the same time Marlon was sucking madly on his man's wood, stroking it with his mouth and hand simultaneously, making Curtis squirm as the cum suddenly shot from his straining dick, painting across Marlon's tongue as Marlon savored the salty spice. Not stopping there, Curtis spit Marlon's dick aside and licked across his tight balls towards his asshole. Pulling his legs apart like a wishbone, Curtis buried his face between Marlon's bund and began tonguing his hole. Marlon continued milking Curtis' dick, keeping it hard as he prepared it for fucking. Curtis pulled Marlon's ass cheeks apart like a clam's shell, shoving his long wet tongue straight up the flexing anal chute, sopping it with warm saliva, soaking the inner ring before removing his face and changing positions. Marlon maneuvered onto his back, drawing his hairy legs up to his chest to expose his asshole. Curtis got onto his knees before Marlon, slapping his hardon down against the lying man's balls. Marlon's dick jerked involuntarily with excitement. Curtis aimed his dickhead down against Marlon's hole and pushed in. "UUUHHHHH..." groaned Marlon aloud, getting penetrated for the first time in 5 long days. Curtis saw the uncertainty in Marlon's eyes as his dick pushed its way through him, stretching his anal ring and burying deep inside his bowels with one long smooth stroke. "Relax baby..., I'm all the way IN..." informed Curtis, grinding his hairy pelvis against Marlon's ass. "...daddy's home...!" "I missed you so much...!" said Marlon, getting used to the big foot-long dick inside him again. "Who's been in this ass since I left...?" asked Curtis, leaning in over Marlon as he allowed his boyfriend's body to adjust to him being inside. "Nobody!" said Marlon, looking up into Curtis' eyes. "No one...?" questioned Curt, skeptically. "Not even Milton...?" "No, no one!" answered Marlon. "Not even Dan...?" asked Curtis, starting to stoke back and forth. "No..." lied Marlon, hoping Curtis would believe him. "Not even once...?" asked Curtis, having his suspicions. "I don't trust that dude for as far as I could throw him...! Something about `em's sneaky..., like he's just biding his time or somethin'!" "Well..., he didn't try anything with me..." said Marlon, feeling like an ass for lying to his boyfriend, but he didn't see anything to gain by telling Curtis the truth, especially with Milton's secret lying in the balance! Curtis soon forgot all about Dan when he started thrusting in and out of his lover's ass, feeling the warm walls cling and squeeze tightly against his dick. "Yeeeeehhhh..." moaned Curtis, loving the way his man's asshole felt. "...I can TELL no one's been in this hole since I left..." he assured, thrusting back and forth. "...its juss the way I left it!" "It's no one else's pussy but YOURS, man...!" affirmed Marlon, relaxing more under the rhythmic pounding his body was accustomed to. "I kno' man..." said Curtis, hoping his own honor wouldn't come into play as he started to fuck harder, to keep Marlon's mind off Atlanta. With the southern city, job, and new friends (particularly Seko) still on his mind, he knew there was a lot to discuss, but first he wanted to remember why he loved fucking Marlon so much over the past 3 years, plunging his dick deep into Marlon's warm accepting well. Marlon reached down and began to stroke his hardon, feeling another load building in his balls. Though he jacked off nightly to the memory of his boyfriend fucking him, his dick remained rock hard even through his last orgasm, twitching and throbbing under his hand manipulations, timing his strokes with Curtis' thrusts. It didn't take long before Marlon's second climax was spewing out all over his chest and stomach, painting white creamy droplets of warm sperm all over his torso. "UUUHHH...! OOHHHH...! OHHH Shit...! Shit...! UUHHHH..." moaned Marlon, stroking. Curtis loved watching Marlon cum while getting fucked. He could feel his asshole clamping in spasms on his dick with every stroke, each deep inward plunge causing another strong wad to spurt from Marlon's horny loins. Curtis continued fucking him straight through his orgasm, never letting up the pace as he bored straight through his body like a runaway train about to plow into the station. Marlon panted and groaned as his body was fucked continuously, giving him not a moment's rest to catch his breath. Curtis continued to fuck him even as his asshole clamped down tightly, breaking through the gripping sphincter to plow in and out of the bowel. Eventually Marlon's asshole stopped its spasm under the constant massage of Curtis' driving manhood. Curtis closed his eyes in complete ecstasy as he plugged away at Marlon's hole, slapping his pelvic bone into his ass repeatedly, ramming himself home with every stroke. "Shit man, I'm comin'...!" warned Curtis, bowing his head as he hammered faster. Marlon panted louder as his body was fucked harder, the bed rocking under their weight as Curtis rammed all the way in and came. "AAARRRRHHHHH FUCK YEH...!" he shouted, feeling his balls knot tightly before shooting thick ropes of molten semen deep into Marlon's ass. Marlon tightened his anus purposely, milking his man's log as he drew every ounce of his precious seed into his body, wanting it all. "Damn boi..." moaned Curtis, kissing Marlon in the mouth, slipping his tongue through his lips. "...I love you!" "I love you too...!" said Marlon, feeling warm all over. Curtis cut off kissing as he buried his face in Marlon's neck, kissing and sucking as his dick continued to drain in his lover's butt. Marlon held his legs up and open as Curtis' thin/slim body fit between his thighs perfectly, their bodies mashed together in a sweaty heap. After a few minutes Curtis pulled out and rolled over, resting on his back as both men waited for their hearts and breathing to return to normal. "That was great..." smiled Marlon, feeling the sting of a good fuck in his ass as his anus began to leak the remains of his man's cum deposit. "...just what I needed...!" "There's a LOT MORE where that shyt came from...!" promised Curtis with a laugh. "So how was your interview...?" asked Marlon, rolling onto his side to see Marlon's facial expressions. "Let's not talk about that rite now, babe..., k?" asked Curtis, kissing Marlon's lips. Marlon looked more curious than ever. "Why not...?" he asked. "Did you have the interview...?" "Yeh..." answered Curtis (blowing his breath), obviously not interested in talking about it. "Well...?" asked Marlon, wondering if there was a problem? "I got the job...!" answered Curtis (acting matter of fact), getting out of bed. "I start next month!" "Wow..., congratulations...!" smiled Marlon, not understanding why Curtis was acting so down about it? Then it suddenly HIT him... "Wait..., next month...?" he questioned, realizing their lives were about to change drastically. "You mean you TOOK the job without talking to me about it first like we promised...?" "It's GOOD money, Marl'...!" said Curtis, unable to turn it down. "We both knew this could happen...! I went to Atlanta for a JOB interview, not my health...! What's the problem...?" Marlon looked disappointed. "What about us...?" "WE can move to Atlanta and still be boyfriends...!" laughed Curtis. "But what about my family...?" asked Marlon, thinking of his parents, his sister, and Crystal. "C'mon Marl'..." said Curtis, giving that `stop shitting me' look. "...yur family ain't exactly been in yur corner for the past couple'a years...! What do you OWE them...?" "They're still my family...!" defended Marlon. "And what about Rachelle...?" he asked, thinking of his daughter. "She could visit us summers..." said Curtis, enthusiastically. "...or we could visit her HERE on holidays...!" "Holidays...?" said Marlon, frowning. "Crystal can't afford this house by herself..." he reminded, indicating that they could be out on the street. "Didn't you tell me her boyfriend's been staying over more often lately...?" recalled Curtis. "Maybe they'll move in together...?" "They JUST started dating, Curtis...!" argued Marlon. "Look Marlon..., Atlanta's a good opportunity for me..., I could make a LOT more money there than I ever could here...! AND there's room for me to grow..., the company's expanding oversees in a year...! I'd be stupid to pass this opportunity up...! It's the whole reason why I went to school!" Marlon lowered his head, sensing the end near. "THINK about it before you say no..." added Curtis, wanting Marlon to move with him. "...we have a month before I have to be there...! it could be a good opportunity for both of us!" "Yeah..., I'll think about it." said Marlon half hearted, knowing he didn't want to leave his daughter behind. Just like everything else good that Marlon loved in his life, he knew it would have to eventually come to an end... ________________________________________ Written by NPhillydogg (aka) Eugene Marvin. Hit me up at NPhillydogg@aol.com for questions, comments, and suggestions, or, join me on Facebook for a list of updates.