Date: Fri, 23 Sep 2011 12:34:40 -0400 (EDT) From: DOGG Subject: bruthaly luv-19 BRUTHALY LUV -19 >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>SCENE-1<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Marlon felt like a loser, lying in his bed downstairs in the basement as his family sat upstairs living their lives. Every morning he could hear Crystal come downstairs to start breakfast for their daughter. And every morning Rachelle would come downstairs and ask for her dad. `Marlon's not feeling well today...' he'd hear Crystal say. `...maybe you'll see him tomorrow...!' But tomorrow would never come. Marlon would sleep and sulk downstairs in his dark bedroom, hiding out from the world, feeling totally shamed for getting high (and gangbanged) by strangers after all these years of sobriety. He felt too ashamed to see his daughter, to see her innocent face and have to admit he's nothing but a `fuckup'. He could hear Dan's voice upstairs, speaking for him in his absence. `Don't worry honey, if your daddy doesn't get any better, I'll be your daddy..., would you LIKE that Rachelle...?' Marlon listened for his daughter's answer, but never heard one. "Don't DO that, Dan...!" said Crystal, stepping up for Marlon. "Don't do what...?" asked Dan, paying no attention to Rachelle's angry frowned face. "Rachelle KNOWS who her dad is..." said Crystal, "...don't tell her you're going to replace him...!" "I didn't say `replace'...!" argued Dan. "That's not what I meant...!" "I know..., but Rachelle doesn't know..., she's only eight!" Dan looked down into Rachelle's frown... "I'm NOT trying to replace your dad..." he corrected, "...what I meant is..., if your dad doesn't get better soon, maybe I could take you and your mom ice skating, or to the movies..., or something FUN like that...? How's THAT sound...?" "Okay." said Rachelle unenthusiastically, digging into her food. Dan shook his head, unable to understand why children stood by their parents sides, even when their parents were obvious fuckups like Marlon? >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>SCENE-2<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Marlon waited in bed, listening to the heavy footsteps of his lover floating down the basement steps. When the door to their private bedroom opened, there stood Curtis, freshly showered and wrapped only with a towel around his trim 29" waist, his muscularly ripped stomach muscles sitting prominently in their 8pack. Marlon could easily see Curtis' long heavy dick bulge outlined through the towel. "You ready for sum luv'n...?" asked Curtis, standing in the doorway, looking sexy and wet. Marlon pulled back the covers as Curtis walked over to the bed and climbed in. Marlon lay instantly on his back, welcoming Curtis into his arms. Curtis lay on top of him, kissing him deeply before removing the towels and grounding crotches. Marlon lay in missionary position (his favorite position with Marlon), his legs lifted and open as Curtis ground in-between them. "What'chu want, babee...?" asked Curt between kisses, raised up on his strong but slim muscular arms (in pushup position) as he sucked lips and tongues with his lover. "You..." whispered Marlon, lifting his head to suckle Curtis' hot mouth. "What'chu want me to do...?" asked Curtis, grinding his hardon against Marlon's as Marlon held onto his waist and hips. "I want you to fuck me..." whispered Marlon, sucking Curtis' tongue into his mouth. "You want me to what...?" asked Curtis, teasingly. "FUCK me...!" answered Marlon, "Show me...!" insisted Curtis. Marlon reached down between their bodies, then grasped Curtis' thick hard dick and aimed it down against his pre-greased asshole. Curtis pushed forward with his hips, forcing his dickhead into Marlon's anal ring... "UHHH...!" groaned Marlon closing his eyes as his body was invaded, feeling the dick sliding slowly into him like a pole, stuffing his bowels full of his man's powerfully demanding penis. Marlon felt the dick stretching his hole wide (as well as deep), forcing his innards to re-arrange and adjust for the extra added mast taking up room inside his body. Marlon felt the dick slowly digging through rectum, reaching into his colon, squeezing up into his intestines. Marlon felt completely filled by the massive penis his boyfriend possessed, a feeling he had come to love over the past 3 years. He felt the dick inching through him, burrowing a path straight through his bowels. When he felt Curtis' pubic hairs scratching against his bare bottom (indicating that he had the entire 12 inch python sheathed inside his hole), he opened his eyes to see Dan's face staring back down at him... "You KNOW this is what you want...!" said Dan, slamming his hips into him. Marlon awoke from what he considered a nightmare, to find himself sitting alone in his own basement bedroom. Breathing a sigh of relief, he got up with a tremendous hardon and a deep desire to be penetrated. Looking at the time, Marlon noticed it was well after noon. Getting out of bed, he wandered his way upstairs into the bathroom where he began to piss and shower. Feeling the warm water rush over him, he soaped his body after several days of hiding out like a hermit. With the dream of Dan Edwards still fresh in his mind, he couldn't help but wonder why his mind was fantasizing about a man he barely knew or liked? And simply equated the dream to missing his lover (Curtis). Getting out of the shower, Marlon decided to shave his 3 days worth of stubble. He knew turning to drugs was an old crutch he often used to get through rough times in the past, but waking up naked in some stranger's apartment with multiple loads dripping from his used anus was definitely a sobering moment. Even in his worst of times (in the past) he never had anything like that happen, having managed to keep his anal virginity until his imprisonment. Marlon had just finished cleaning his face and jotted down the steps (feeling refreshed and anew), when he heard the front door open. "DADDY...!" cried Rachelle, spotting her father on the stairs. Marlon was caught off guard as his daughter ran in to greet him, throwing her arms about his half naked body as he stood in only a wrapped towel. "Hey baby..." he said, kneeling to hug her. "...how'd you get home so soon...?" "Mr Dan picked me up after school...!" said Rachelle, pointing back towards the door as Dan Edwards bought in Rachelle's book bag. Marlon stood upright as he watched Dan enter the house. "Here's your book bag, Rachelle..." he said, handing the 8 yr old her bag. "Don't forget to do your homework before you go outside and play...!" "Do I have to, daddy...?" asked Rachelle, looking up at her father. Marlon felt his heart strings pull when he looked into her eyes. "Yes, you do..." he said, agreeing with Dan. "...you know your mother's rules...!" "Okay." said Rachelle, disappearing upstairs in her room, leaving the adults downstairs. Dan and Marlon stood facing each other, almost at a loss for words... "uh..., thanks for picking her for me..." said Marlon, awkwardly. "It was for Crystal..." corrected Dan, "...but you're welcomed...! It's the least I can do since her father can't be trusted to do it!" Marlon felt insulted... "Do you have something against me...?" he asked, unable to recall any incidents between them. "You mean OTHER than the fact that for two days out of the week I have to excuse myself early from work to pick YOUR daughter up from school when YOU'RE not doing anything more than laying around fingering your own ass...?" asked Dan, sarcastically. "OR that you're so irresponsible that your baby's mother and your lover had to pay your way through life...? OR the fact that you can't sustain a JOB...? Who's supposed to help Crystal with the rent once the money Curtis advanced her runs out? What happens if Rachelle suddenly needs braces, or some expensive medical exam HMO won't be willing to pay for...? Do you have ANY sense of responsibility? Rachelle do more in one school day than you do all week! I mean..., I could probably understand WHY Curtis was paying your way..." surmised Dan, looking Marlon's body over as he stood half naked in his towel, making Marlon feel like an object. "...but without someone shoving their big dick up your ass, what real use are you...? I mean, it's not like Crystal could fuck you...!" Marlon was at a loss for words, with much of what Dan said hit him close to home. Dan saw the confusion written on Marlon's face, as he moved in for the kill. "Maybe you could find another big dick daddy to take care of you...?" he suggested, inching closer. "Someone who could benefit from the attributes you have to offer...!" Marlon stood paralyzed as Dan stood directly next to him, then reached down and openly groped his ass through his wet towel. Instantly Marlon's body began to react, craving more attention as his asshole began to pucker between his cheeks. "You're supposed to be straight...!" said Marlon, "Crystal..." "...ain't here...!" finished Dan, putting his hand up Marlon's towel to feel his bare skin. Marlon could feel Dan's fingers on his ass, moving up the lightly haired crack to rub against his anus. "Daddy...?" called Rachelle, standing on the bottom step as Dan and Marlon stood side by side. "RACHELLE...!" startled Marlon, not hearing her descent down the stairs. His heart was pounding heavily in his chest, wondering what exactly had his daughter seen? Dan continued to stand unmoving, his hand still tucked under Marlon's towel as both men faced the staircase. Unlike Marlon who looked ready to jump out of his skin, Dan was as cool as a cucumber, still rubbing Marlon's button as Rachelle stared up at them unknowingly. "Daddy..., when I finish my homework, can we go out for ice cream...?" she asked innocently, wanting to spend some time with her father. But before Marlon could answer, he gasped aloud as Dan's middle finger suddenly buried (knuckle deep) up his ass. "uh..., I uh..., I don't have any money for ice cream, honey..." he said, trying not to spring an erection in front of her. That's where DAN intervened... "I have ice cream money, Rachelle..." he added, darting his finger in and out of her daddy's asshole from behind. "...I'd be happy to take you and your dad out, AFTER you finish your homework of course...!" "Oh boy...!" cried Rachelle, rushing back upstairs to finish up quickly. Marlon breathed easier when he realized his daughter had no idea what was happening. The finger sliding through his ass felt good, but Marlon felt guilty, knowing Dan belonged to Crystal... "I can't..." he said, pulling away. "...if Crystal finds out..." he added, backing away. "...I can't lose Rachelle like I did my sister..., I just can't...!" he concluded, heading back downstairs. Before Dan could rebuttal, Marlon was gone, leaving him standing in the living room contemplating his options, smelling Marlon's scent on his fingers... >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>SCENE-3<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Ice cream went well, with Marlon and Dan escorting Rachelle to her favorite ice cream shop. While Rachelle did most of the talking (about school, about her friends, her teachers, her cousins, etc...), Marlon could see Dan staring straight through him from across the private booth they all shared, looking through his soul. Dan didn't even try to hide his lusting, as he stared at Marlon openly with his elbow in the table and his head resting cocked sideways in his hand. On the ride back home, Dan stopped off at Fairmount Park. It was cool day, but Rachelle enjoyed chasing the geese that gathered about the grassy embankment while the adults lingered back and talked. Dan and Marlon lingered behind, keeping an eye on Rachelle while discussing Marlon's current situation. Dan emphasized Marlon's need to help Crystal with the rent, AND to provide better for his daughter. Dan then told Marlon how HE was financially capable of helping out, but didn't feel `comfortable' supporting a man he wasn't `intimate' with. "THAT little girl is going to need new clothes, new shoes, new supplies, she's going to want to go on vacations with her friends, to the movies, all the things that little girls do, and YOU can't even buy her ice cream at her favorite store..." reasoned Dan, as Marlon watched Rachelle play in the background. "...what kind of father makes his daughter suffer when he HAS the means to support her right in front of his face...?" "But I can't screw over Crystal like that..., she'll HATE me...!" predicted Marlon, feeling pressured with his back to the wall. "Don't worry about Crystal..." said Dan, "...I'll HANDLE her...!" he assured. "How...?" asked Marlon, not wanting to see Crystal hurt in any way. Dan casually reached down and cupped his crotch... "I got Crystal right where I want her..." he said, confidently. "...she'll agree to anything I say, so long as I keep giving her the dick the way she likes...!" Marlon turned away from Dan, not liking the lewd comments made about his daughter's mother. "Listen..." continued Dan, sealing the deal. "...you give me head in my SUV right here, right now..., and I'll make SURE you and Rachelle are taken care of for the next month! Anything you both need will be paid for and bought by me!" Marlon thought about it briefly, knowing that summer was just around the corner and that Rachelle would be needing some things for her summer vacation out of school... Dan sat with his head rested back against the driver's seat, keeping an eye on Rachelle who was now crawling on her hands and knees (like a cat) to sneak up on and catch a goose, while Marlon bobbed his head above his lap, sucking his 11" monster. Dan smiled to himself as he felt Marlon's talented throat inching further and further down his sword. With tented windows, no one walking by or looking in could see what was happening in his vehicle. He tilted his driver's seat back a bit, giving Marlon better access to his long dong which stood straight up from his open crotch 11 inches strong. Already Marlon was taking over half of it in his mouth, his warm spit drooling down the sides to wet into Dan's pubes. Dan titled the seat back further, wanting to witness Marlon swallowing his dick to the root, a feat not many had been successful with in his travels. Marlon hated himself for blowing Crystal's boyfriend, bur knew he needed some kind of help to provide for his daughter. He just kept thinking of the THINGS Dan could buy for Rachelle, all the clothes and supplies HE couldn't provide. He just wanted to see Rachelle happy, and not be envious of her friends who were always getting cool stuff from their parents. Marlon bobbed his head over Dan's lap, sinking his head lower and lower with each passing minute, relaxing his tight throat muscles by massaging Dan's dick with his mouth and throat. With long dicks like Dan's and Curtis', Marlon usually found them easier to throat if he sucked them upside down, but sitting beside Dan in a roomy but awkward position (in the front seat of a car), he found his movements limited. Twisting and turning his head from one angle to the next, he felt Dan's dickhead entering his throat, then adjusted his body (climbing up onto his knees in his seat) to descend his throat further down the stiff sword. Dan sat in amazement as Marlon adjusted his entire body to achieve the unachievable. Dan watched (with bated breath) as Marlon's head started to sink lower on his shaft, his dick sliding 9-10 inches down the back of the man's talented throat. He pulled up the tail of his white dress shirt, wanting a clean unobstructed view of Marlon's face planted in his groin when he finally achieved success. He could see the strain on Marlon's face as he inched ever closer to his goal. Dan waited with a huge grin as Marlon's lips, nose, and face started to disappear in his pubic bush. "Awwww YEAHHHHH...!" moaned Dan, grabbing the back of Marlon's head firmly to mash his face about in his pubes. Marlon felt the dick successfully lodged (uncomfortably) down his throat (obstructing his breathing passages with his head locked against the steering wheel), as Dan moaned and groaned with satisfaction. Relaxing his hold on Marlon's head, Dan watched as Marlon slowly slid back up the long hard shaft, dragging his tightly pursed lips back up to the swollen head before suckling the juicy tip. Somewhere between `doing this for Rachelle' and feeling another big dick lodged in his throat (after losing Curtis to Atlanta), Marlon started feeling the task less of an obligation and more desirable. Dan DID have a nice dick, and Marlon found himself beginning to suck it wantonly, wondering what Dan's cum tasted like? Dan started to notice the difference in which Marlon sucked. In the beginning, he felt a sense of dread, sorrow, and disappointment when Marlon got into the passenger's seat and started sucking. Now (5 full minutes into it) Dan felt Marlon's reactions changes, as a sense of hunger suddenly washed over him. "Yeah..., suck that DICK, Marlon..., you know you've been wanting to ever since you first laid eyes on me...!" encouraged Dan, watching as Marlon bobbed his head up and down, driving his lips along the hard wet shaft. "Yeah..., suck it bitch..., get that big dick to spit in your mouth...! You want that load, don't you...? You want to know what my cream taste like...?" "umm-hmm..." moaned Marlon, deep throating again. "Oooooohhh..., I LOVE IT when you do that...!" moaned Dan, feeling his entire dick sucked into Marlon's vacuum. Marlon liked hearing Dan moan, and made a point of taking his dick throat deep every chance he got. Each deep throat plunge caused Dan's dick to pulse and brick like steel, inspiring Marlon to do a better job. He sucked and slurped his way up and down the rock hard shaft, using on his mouth as Dan instinctively reached up and yanked down the back of Marlon's pants to play with his ass. Marlon lifted and lowered his head, bobbing up and down harder and faster as Dan's fingers zeroed in on his sink-hole. Marlon didn't want his ass played with, knowing it would only make him want to be fucked. He was already missing Curtis, and Dan's big dick was definitely a reminder of what he missed most. "DAMN you're good...!" said Dan, watching his dick get the royal treatment. "I KNEW when I first saw those dick sucking lips, that you'd be a natural!" Dan had a way of making a compliment sound like an insult. But despite his verbal ramblings, Marlon couldn't deny the intense energy Dan's dick gave off. Sucking it only made Marlon crave the cum, making him bob his head faster as he tightened his lips tighter. He sucked and massaged the long hard shaft with his oral cavity as best he could, shinning and polishing every inch of the amazing tool with his lips and tongue, going deep and sucking the head profusely, hoping to make Dan spill his load sooner than later. Dan's meaty hairless balls sat outside his opened zipper (atop his boxer waistband), already shrunk into a tight round ball, ready to pump out the freshly made semen nestling inside as Marlon's hot wet mouth bought it to a quick boil. "I'm getting ready to CUM...!" announced Dan, his body becoming stiffer as he held his work shirt up out of harms way while stuffing his finger(s) in and out of Marlon's exposed ass, dreaming of the day when his dick would follow suit. Marlon sucked harder, spurred on by Dan's heated warning. The car was hot with lust as the two men fed off each other's energies. Dan watched Marlon's hot mouth fly up and down his spit wet shaft, while Marlon felt Dan's dick twitching in his throat, his long (computer keyboard) fingers darting in and out of his hungry asshole, causing his anus to pucker about the thrusting digits wantonly. "Oh fuck...here I come...!" alerted Dan, shoving his fingers further up Marlon's ass with one hand, while shoving Marlon's head down into his lap with the other. Marlon was impaled on Dan's thick 11 inches when the first jolt of cum shot from the pulsating shaft in his throat. "AAAARRRRHHHHHHHHHH YYEEEEEAAAAHHHHH...!!" yelled Dan, shooting thick heavy wads of cum straight down the back of Marlon's throat. Marlon could feel the creamy pulses burst forth, coating a trail down into the pit of his stomach. Dan fell back in his seat, feeling completely depleted of energy as all of his essence disappeared down Marlon's throat. With Dan's hold on his head now relaxed, Marlon was able to lift up slowly, allowing the rest of Dan's orgasm to run off onto his tongue, enabling him to finally taste the load. Marlon's own dick twitched stiffly in his pants as the taste of semen flooded his memory again. He was nursing lovingly on the head of Dan's dick, when they received an unexpected knock on the driver's side window. Marlon jumped down in his seat (yanking his pants up over his ass) while Dan tried (unsuccessfully) to tuck his big thick dick back into its domain. "Yes...?" he asked, pushing the power button to roll down his window. "Excuse me..." said the stranger, peering inside the SUV. "...but does THIS little girl belong to you...?" Dan rolled the window down further, then looked down over the edge to see Rachelle holding her hand as if it hurt. Marlon could hear his daughter crying as he jumped out of the passenger's seat and rushed around the car to see what was the matter? "I'm her dad...!" he said, panicking. "What happened...?!" "Nothing serious..." said the older couple who found her. "...she got too close to one of the geese and got her hand snipped...! They may be beautiful creatures to look at, but they're still wild and dangerous...! You really SHOULD keep an eye on her out here..., she could have fallen into the river if she isn't careful...!" "Thank you!" said Marlon, hugging Rachelle and looking at the bruise on her hand. Luckily her mittens absorbed much of the brunt of the impact, leaving the skin unbroken. Marlon took Rachelle to the back door, then helped her climb inside as Dan refastened his pants in the front seat. "How'r WE gonna explain this to Crystal...?" asked Marlon, climbing into the front passenger's seat. "Leave it to me..." said Dan, pulling the car out of the parking space. "...you just keep that backdoor open for when I'm ready to cum through...!" he added suggestively, turning down Kelly Drive, en-route for West Philly. ________________________________________ 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.