Date: Wed, 18 Dec 2013 01:51:45 +0000 From: Marcus DaCosta Subject: Curtis Seduces - chapter 14 (gay/adult-youth) "Curtis". Danilo shouted out my name as I pounded him hard against the wall of the shower. "Curtis". I grabbed hold of his waist as my dick thrust in and out of his tight hole. "Curtis". He persisted chanting my name. I felt a hand grab my arm and shake me. "Curtis, wake up man". I snapped out of my sleep and glanced over at the clock. It was five-past-six. "What is up Danilo, why are you up so early?" I asked. "I was up before five bro, I dropped that girl back to Pucklechurch". He explained. "I just got back fam, and as I came in the front door I heard a door slam and the kettle was boiling". "Mum!" I jumped out of bed, completely ignoring the fact that my eight-inch boner was on standing to attention, I darted out of my room, and glanced inside mums room, nothing, so I ran downstairs to the kitchen. There was a mug on the work-surface with a tea-bag and sugar in side. Mum had been here! Danilo and I searched the house from top to bottom, but found no trace of her. I darted back upstairs to get my phone, and called hers. The Simpsons theme-tune sounded from the kitchen. It was on top of the fridge, plugged in to charge. "This is good news man". Danilo smiled. "You know, that she's charging her phone". "Yeah fam, and thanks for getting me up". I replied "Oh" he winked. "It looked like you were already 'up' before I woke you?" I looked down at my dick, which was now soft again, and smiled at his insinuation. Danilo followed my line of sight down to my dick. "Are you sure you're only fourteen?" He asked. "Seventh of September 1999" I replied, re-boiling the kettle to make use of the prepared cuppa. "Fuck me" Danilo laughed. "Imagine how big it's gonna be by the time your my age!" "Trusay" I replied. "Not to mention all the exercise it gets". "What?" He was astonished. "Have you fucked a girl already?" "You're fucking kidding right?" I replied, I pulled up a video of me fucking Amelia Sanderson on my phone and chucked it at him. He watched with intrigue as I poured the boiling water into my cup and finished making the perfect cup of tea. "Damn". Danilo said as the video clip finished. "How many girls have you banged?" "About ten fam" I boasted. "It will be eleven by the end of the day tho, coz I've been invited round to some woman's house to sort her out while her husband is away". I said, remembering my arrangement with Sharon. "If only my dick was as big as yours" Danilo sighed. "Well fam" I said as I walked past him, grabbing his ass hard. "Any time you want it". I paused, "it is yours". I turned and winked as I walked out of the kitchen. Danilo followed me "You said that like you meant it fam, have you fucked a dude before?" He asked. I laughed, not sure what he was thinking. "Nah mate", I lied. "You're gonna be my first". Danilo laughed too. "You wish". He assumed I was joking, but at least the seed was planted. I texted Sharon 'are we still on for tonight? Wat time shall I come?' '9pm' she replied immediately. 'Kewl, see u later'. I finished my tea and showered, noticing that Danilo made at least three excuses to come into the bathroom while I was in there. 'Soon' I thought to myself. I dressed in my athletics skins and tracksuit, packing my foam-roller and spikes into my bag, set my alarm for 8.45 as I had arranged to meet the four boys at the bus-stop at nine, and laid down on the bed to get a couple of hours more sleep. It only seemed a couple of minutes later when I was re-awaken by my alarm. I grabbed a tenner from my money-wrap, and a bottle of water from the fridge, picked up my bag, and jogged down to the bus-stop to find Aiden and Aaron already waiting. "Wassup bro?". Aaron stretched out his fist. "Kewl man". I replied, bumping his fist with mine. Aiden smiled "I dunno what the hell I'm doing coming to this thing, I can't exactly run very fast". "You could try shot-put or discuss fam" I suggested. "Or various other fat people activities" Aaron taunted his older brother. Aiden ignored the jibe. "Dad was really keen for us to spend time with you, Curtis, he was practically begging us to come when we asked him, and its weird because he normally takes a lot of persuading when we wanna do anything." "I think he sees me as some sort of project". I said, amused at the deep truth behind those words, which Aaron and Aiden could not know about. "You know, black boy, single parent family..." "Yeah, he does talk about you a lot" Aaron interjected, "well, maybe not 'a lot', but more than any of his other pupils, I think he has got a crush on you". Aaron was or course joking, but I had to laugh at the irony of it. Fortunately, at that moment, Dale turned up on his bike, which he chained to a railing. "Wassup my nigga" he gave me his fist to spud. "Who the fuck are you calling a nigger?" I shouted threateningly, putting him in a headlock and making out like I was gonna beat the fuck out of him. "Sorry Curtis!" He pleaded. "Allow him man", Aaron piped up, "You can tell he was being friendly. "Calm down, you bunch of pussies". I said, letting Dale go. "I was joking". I realised that none of us knew each other that well. Mr. Mbwanga's Mercedes pulled up at the bus stop. Dwayne, who was sitting in the passenger seat, wound down his window to allow his father to address us. "Would you boys like a lift to Bristol?" He offered. "Yes please Mr. M" I said affectionately. Dwayne looked at me disapproving at my giving his father a nick-name. It was a bit of a squash with four of us in the back seat, but it was only a fifteen minute drive to the bus station in Bristol, where we were to pick up our second bus. Pressed up against the window, I nosily rustled around in the small compartment of the door. There were a few sachets of salt from McDonalds and a half-eaten packet of fruitella sweets, but I was most surprised to find a box of 10 condoms with four remaining and a fifty pound note and a piece of paper folded and tucked inside. I subtly unfolded the paper to find that it contained three mobile phone numbers. 'Result' I thought to myself, not only assuming that these three numbers were of loose women that would appreciate a bit of 'Curtis', but also having proof (although admittedly not undeniable), that as Thandi suspects, Mr. Mbwanga is being unfaithful to his wife, information that might come in very handy if he ever finds out that I am the father of his grandchild. All the way to Bristol, Charles kept making jibes at his son about 'seizing the opportunity to get fit, poking fun at his puppy-fat', don't get me wrong, Dwayne could do with losing a few pounds, but he is not fat by any stretch of the imagination, and there is a time and a place for such instruction. It became clear that Dwayne is as exasperated with his father as Thandi is. Mr. Mbwanga pulled up outside the bus station, and we filed out offering a chorus of 'thank you's', as he drove off. I had tucked the evidence into my pocket, knowing that although at some point he would clock that it was missing, he was hardly gonna ask for it back. "Where's your dad going?" I asked Dwayne. "Nobody ever knows what that man is up to". Dwayne continued. "He said that he is going to see Pastor Samuels to tell him about Thandazai, but who knows?" "Have you heard from Sean, fam?" I changed the subject. "Not a fucking word mate" he replied. The messages I sent him ain't even delivered yet, so I guess his dad has confiscated his phone". He spoke more quietly, "and its a shame, coz I'm bare horny and I wanna tap that ass again". "Why do you think I invited Dale fam?" "What, you reckon he'd be up for it?" He asked, wide-eyed. "That's why he is here fam, I've already got head from him, so now he is all yours" I winked. "Sickman". Dwayne presented his fist to be spudded. As we rode the bus to the athletics track I answered a lot of questions from all four boys about what the open day would entail. Aiden had set his mind on trying the discus and shot-put, but the three younger boys all wanted to run with me. We arrived, registered and went to the track. "Well done Curtis, four new recruits I see!". Coach Mark patted me on the back. I explained that Aiden was interested in trying out the field events so Mark led him off to meet Lawrence Okoye, who was the UK's Olympic discus finalist in london 2012; although he now plays for the San Francisco 49ers, he had been brought in especially for the event to try and raise the profile of field events at the club. As Aaron, Dale, Dwayne and I waited for our session to start, I showed them how to warm up, teaching them various exercises and stretches. Of course both Dale and Dwayne were very comfortable with my touch, but Aaron squirmed a bit when my hands were particularly high on his thigh. Even though he had been fairly comfortable around me nude on the trip, here he was embarrassed as he didn't wanna look like a poofter in front of two younger boys that he did not know, having no idea what had transpired between the rest of us. Eventually he relaxed a little as he became aware that neither Dale nor Dwayne seemed at all bothered at my hands being on their glutes and thighs. The training session was intense, and Aaron showed signs of being a pretty good sprinter potentially, until he twisted his ankle at the end of the session. Coach Mark took him off to his office to get an ice pack, while the rest of us collected Aiden and went to the changing rooms to have a shower. The showers are in separate cubicles, each with it's own lockable door, and although there were about eight, only two were free as so many people were present at the open day. "You two take the end one, and me and Aiden can share this one". I said to Dwayne and Dale, winking at Dwayne to take his opportunity. "Its alright, I don't need to shower". Aiden replied, trying to be helpful. "The fuck you don't" I replied as I peeled my clothes off and put them on top of my bag, walking naked across the changing rooms and into the shower cubicle. As I reached the door, I turned and waved Aiden to follow me. He removed his clothes, wrapped himself in his towel and followed me in, closing and locking the door behind him. "Ain't you bothered that people saw us come in here together?" He asked coyly. "Mate, we are here to have a shower after athletics training, not to fuck". I replied while I took his shower-gel, applied a healthy amount to the palm of my hand slapped my hand between the crack of his ass locating his tight hole with my middle finger and forcing entry. With my finger firmly inserted, I steered him to the shower wall and pressed him hard against the cold tiles. "At least, that's what they are all gonna think". I whispered as I pulled my finger out and quickly inserted about four inches of my thick, hard meat. "Curtis, I dunno if I'm ready for this". He whispered. "I mean, we hardly know each other, and, um, I dunno if I'm ready for sex yet". "The fuck your not fam," I pressured him. "You're eighteen fam, and you're the only virgin in your family, and blud, it doesn't matter that we don't know each other, this is sex, not a relationship, I'm not gay fam, I don't wanna date you, I just wanna fuck you because I'm horny and you NEED this fam". I persuaded. "Now shut up and enjoy it". I insisted as I forced the second half of my monster into his tight virgin hole. "Fuuuuuuck". He yelled before adding much more quietly "Oh shit sorry". I laughed at his nervousness as I held on to his waist and began thrusting myself up into his gut. His hole was extremely tight, so every entry was like the first as he lost his virginity over and over again. Feeling a little athletic I reached my hands up to the two top of the cubicle walls, grabbing on to the top I lifted my feet a few inches off the floor and continued pounding his ass, admittedly it was difficult, but I felt like a bossman. After a few more victory thrusts I stood back down and encouraged Aiden to step backwards so that he could lean forward without banging his head on the wall. I held back on to his hips and watched the water run down his back and fall down onto my dick as it slid in and out of his hole. He had become accustomed to the sensation, and relaxed slightly as I began to wine and grind my pelvis into his ass with each forward thrust. "Still think you're not ready for sex?" I whispered. Aiden groaned in reply. I took that as permission to change gears, and begun to fuck him with force. Meanwhile three cubicles down Dwayne and Dale were showering and playing around boyishly together. Dwayne was aware that Dale was gonna be up for fun, but Dale did not know that Dwayne would be, so it was up to Dwayne to make the move, he had certainly seen Dale's expression when he noticed that Dwayne's dick was much bigger than his even though Dwayne was a bit younger, he also had looked a bit jealous that Dwayne, although still in the last year of primary school, was already sporting a small amount of fine black curly pubic hair, while he himself was still pretty bald. Dwayne poured some shower-gel onto Dale's shoulder and began to massage it into his back, his hands worked lower and lower until they rested gently on his hips. He slid his hands round in front and began to soap up Dales smooth slim torso. As he did so his own dick began to harden so he pulled Dale's back tight to his chest so that his new friend could feel his arousal. Dwayne's hand slipped down underneath Dale's groin and pressed gently into the soft bit of skin between his dick and anus. "Are you gonna fuck me?" Dale asked quietly. "Say no more" Dwayne replied as he moved his hand up slighty and grabbed hold of Dale's small but hard dicklett. With his other hand he located Dale's pink hole and pressed the tip of his dick against it. "Relax kid". Dwayne spoke as though he were older and wiser... Dale did not need to be told twice, he relaxed, pushed out, and Dwayne slid his four-and-a-half or so inches up inside the willing vessel. Dale found taking Dwayne's tool fairly easy as he had been fingering himself for a few days since his encounter with me when we skipped school, and he had been wondering who I was gonna set him up with. He loved the sensation of Dwayne's black throbbing cock inside him as his virginity was being taken. He grabbed his own small hard cock and began wanking off as Dwayne's dick slipped in and out of his soapy hole. Dwayne lifted his right arm over Dale's right shoulder and ran his hand diagonally down the boys torso, grabbing hold of his left hip and pushing the boys body closer into his as he fucked him. Dwayne thrust his hips hard into Dales ass over and over again, his dick pulsating inside Dale as his body tipped over into bliss, experiencing his dry orgasm deep inside the boy. Dale swung round to face his new hero, Dwayne's dick squelching as it fell out of his ass. "You were amazing fam". He said. "And that," Dwayne replied "Is some sweet ass". Dwayne slapped his ass hard as Dale opened the cubicle door and danced out. Back in the other cubicle I was still enjoying Aiden's tight pussy. He was back pressed up against the cubicle wall, his dick squashed against the tiles as I banged him. He was now used to the pounding, but was still finding it quite uncomfortable having such a massive dick plunging in and out of him. "Can I fuck you after?" Aiden asked me senselessly. "Are you serious?" I replied "I thought you would be a pure bottom". I pulled out of him momentarily and opened the cubicle door. "Dale, come here fam, I need to borrow something" I shouted into the changing rooms. Immediately Dale ran round wearing just his boxers shorts and before he had a chance to say anything I pulled him by the hand into the cubicle with us. "What do you wanna borrow boss?". He asked rhetorically. "This" I laughed as I yanked his wet boxers down to the knees. He kicked them off into the drain and positioned himself in front of Aiden. "What's this?" Aiden asked "I can't fuck a kid" he protested. Nobody replied, but I shuffled him along so that he stood directly behind Dale as I was directly behind him. I took hold of Aiden's hard dick in my right hand at the base and plunged it straight into the well-prepared boy-hole "Shit this feels amazing". Aiden exclaimed as he thrust himself deep into the young boy, he began grinding his hips into him as I had been doing. Once the momentum was going I joined in by slipping my dick back inside Aiden and fucked him hard in unison with his rhythm. Moments later my stamina ran out, my body tensed up, I arched my back out as my cum gushed out deep inside Aiden's ass, spurt after spurt shot far up into him. I pulled out, still rock hard at the sight of Aiden fucking the young Dale. After another minute or so Aiden whispered "I'm cumming", and flung his chest against Dale's back pinning him to the wall, pounding him over and over until his balls had been emptied inside the youngster. He pulled out and the pair of them rinsed off. "Both of you need to rinse the cum out of your assholes". I laughed as I left them in the shower, still rock hard. As I walked across the changing rooms to join Dwayne who was now fully dressed, Aaron came in to look for us. "Where's my bro". "He's showering fam". I replied. "Kewl, imma take a quick shower too then". He peeled off his clothes and chucked them at me, and ran into one of the vacant showers. Five minutes later we were all showered and dressed and making our way to the bus stop. "How's your ankle?" I asked Aaron. "Calm now fam". He replied. "Coach Mark has got like magic hands". "You have no idea" I joked to myself. As we rode the bus home, I got a text message from Aiden who was sitting right in front of me, not wanting to talk publically. 'You won't let on to anyone else what we did will you?' 'Do you take me for a mug?' I replied. 'Course not, I was just checking' he said, 'Can I see you again bro, I kinda like you'. 'You can come training if you want bro, but I'm not looking to do nothing with you again fam'. 'Why not?'. He asked, sounding too much like his father. 'Coz I don't want a relationship with a guy fam, I'm all about girls, today, I just did you a favour'. 'You used me?' He asked 'You used Dale? I replied. 'Good point, say no more'. 'We can be friends Aiden, but that is all' I confirmed. 'Understood'. When we got back to Keynsham, Mr. Wilde was waiting at the bus stop to pick his boys up. I said good-bye to them both but didn't approach the car or get eye-contact with Mr. Wilde. Dale thanked me, and rode home on his bike and Dwayne walked with me back to my house. "How come you never invited me to join you in the shower?" He asked, looking hard-done-by. "I didn't think you'd wanna be bottom, Dwayne". I replied "Aiden wanted to fuck me, and I ain't letting NOBODY fuck me, and I kinda assumed that you'd be the same". "What do you think it feels like?" He asked. "You know, having a dick inside you?". "If you really wanna know, I can arrange it" I said grabbing my big dick through my tracksuit bottoms. "Nah, I'm kewl". He replied. We went up to my room and put the football on. Dwayne lay on his stomach with his head propped up in his hands. I pinged Thandi to ask her to let her mum know that Dwayne was jamming at mine for a bit, and I added the £50 that I stole from Charles' condom packet to my money wrap, and then I went and joined Dwayne on the bed. ------------------------------------------------- 250 miles north, Sue Clarke was out at the theatre with her parents, leaving Gary and Sean alone in the house. They had been staying with Sue's parents for a few days since leaving Keynsham and had spent the days traipsing around an hundred estate agents looking for a suitable property to rent. "Dad, please can borrow your charger, I left mine at home and my phones been dead since I got here". Sean asked. "Go for it son". Gary permitted "Go and plug it in, in my room, its in the plug by my side of the bed". Once it had loaded, a plethora of messages came flooding in, mostly from me and Dwayne. Sean replied to us both 'I'm bare bored up here, there's nothing to do'. 'We miss you fam' I wrote straight back. 'Bro, what you said about my prick of a dad, was that true? You know about him being a poofter'. 'Sorry fam', I replied 'but yeah, he is an out and out gay-lord, and I have video evidence if you need it lol'. 'Nah I don't wanna see that lol, pray I come back soon fam'. 'Will do blud'. Sean left his phone charging on the bed and went back to the lounge to watch the footie with his dad. An hour later, and with pizza in the oven, Gary went to have a quick shower. As he was drying off, Sean's phone pinged. It was only a message about upgrading to the latest version of bbm but it drew Gary's attention to his sons phone. He picked it up and started checking his messages. He began fuming as he read the conversations between me and Sean, and was baffled at the uncertain innuendo in the conversations his son had had with Dwayne. Next he looked through his photographs. He was shocked at the amount of porn and dirty jokes in his albums. But it was the videos that broke his heart and angered him into a fury. First he watched his son sucking on my thick eight inch black pole, and then he watched as Dwayne's hard dick penetrated his son fucking him in the swimming-pool changing rooms. He fell to his knees, crying "Oh God, no, why my son? Why the fuck my son?" Sean came running into the bedroom "What is it? What's up dad?" Gary stood up and flung his arms around his son holding him close "What have they done to you? What has that nigger Dwayne and that fucking monster Curtis done to you?" He passed his son the phone. "Calm down dad, it was just a bit of fun". Sean scoffed at his father, wriggling free from his grip. "I'm not gay or anything dad, we were just mucking about". "Sean". Gary spoke angrily. "That black bastard has fucked you in your ass, and you are calling it fun?" "Well you should know dad, I hear Curtis fucked you in school!" Sean scoffed at his father. "And your so messed up about it you ran away from Keynsham, it's you that's the poofter dad, not me". Gary grabbed Sean by the collar of his polo shirt and threw him back onto the bed. "That is the last time you will ever see those boys, you hear me? They are no longer your friends". Sean stood up and fronted his father. "You cannot choose my friends you faggot, get the fuck over it dad, we both took it up the bum, so what, its 2013 man not victorian times, it's nothing, it was just sex dad". "Your ten fucking years old son". Gary screamed. "Yeah, I'm ten, and I got fucked by a friend who is eleven, your a grown-up and a married man, and YOU got fucked by a fourteen year old school-boy, in school uniform, in school so tell me which is worse?" "I regret what I let that nigger do to me, every day, son" he cried. "But you, you are too young to be able to think of the consequences". "What consequences dad? I did nothing wrong, and neither did Curtis or Dwayne, we are friends, roughly the same age, and we fucked, so what, do you think if I didn't want it I would keep the videos on my phone?" "You mark my words son, I am gonna KILL those two fucking niggers". He opened a draw and threw his clothes back into his suitcase. "When your mother and grandparents get home, you tell them I was called away on business, you do NOT tell them ANYTHING about this, do you hear me?" "Dad, don't do anything stupid". Sean pleaded. "Promise me". He zipped up his case. "Keep your fucking dirty little nigger-loving, cock-sucking mouth shut, you hear me". "Yes dad". Sean replied quietly as his dad left the house and slammed the door behind him. "I hope you fucking die you pussyole". Sean added once his father was out of ear-shot. Sean quickly called Dwayne. "Fam, my dad saw the video of us and he is mad fam, like proper mad" "What's he gonna do" Dwayne asked, putting it on speakerphone so that I could hear. "He's on his way back to Keynsham fam, and he says he's gonna kill you, you AND Curtis". "Shit" Dwayne spoke up. "What are we gonna do, Curtis?" "Does he know where you live fam?" I asked Dwayne. "No, I don't think so". "And he certainly doesn't know where I live" I added. "So we just gotta be careful" "Curtis, you gotta do something fam, if my dad finds out what we have been up to, he will send me back to Zim, and he'll fuck you up good and proper". "Guys". I spoke calmly, although pretty fearful, I had to keep a level head. "Nobody is gonna fuck anybody up alright, we will keep this a secret from your dad Dwayne, and when Sean's dad confronts me I will talk to him, he'll have calmed down by the time he reaches Keynsham, and if he gets rowdy, and I have to fuck him up, sorry Sean, but I will". "Don't be sorry fam, he's a prick, you can take him out fam". Sean confirmed. "Keep us both posted fam, if your dad let's you know where he is, its nearly eight-o-clock now, he probably won't even get a train or coach til the morning, Dwayne, go home fam, take my bike, and I'll see you in church tomorrow". "Good luck guys". Sean hung up the phone. "I love you kid" I kissed Dwayne on his forehead. "I ain't gonna let nobody fuck you up, ok?" "Ok fam, see you tomorrow". Dwayne left, and cycled home as fast as his legs could pedal. 'Shit' I thought to myself. 'Does this little prick really think he can take me on?' I decided that I needed to do something to take my mind off it so I called Kemal. "I beg you prepare me a mixed donna and I'll be down in five minutes". "Oh fam, bring two ounces, my girls cousins want more weed for some party, I told them £220 an ounce, I got the money here". "Sickman". I'm on my way. Before leaving, I typed the three phone numbers that I found in Charles' car into my phone, and texted all three of them 'Are you up for some fun?, enclosing a photo of my erect dick' A reply came straight back saying 'Yeah we're still on, come in twenty minutes, just putting the kids to bed'. 'Fuck me' I thought as I realised that Sharon's number was one of the ones written on the paper with Charles' condoms. 'Fuck me, Mr. Mbwanga is having an affair with Sharon'. I jogged down to the kebab shop with two ounces of weed in a plastic bag. I passed it to Kemal over the counter and he gave me the £440 cash. I told him to keep £40 as commission, passing him two crisp twenty pound notes back and he served me up with a healthy portion of kebab meat. "You good, mate?" He asked. "Couldn't be better fam". I exaggerated as I left the shop smiling at him. I walked slowly to Sharon's house, eating my Kebab as I went, as I reached the clock-tower I had eaten just about as much of it as I could manage. I saw what looked like a tramp lying beneath the clock tower. As I approached I realised that it was Antonio, pissed off his face, and lying in his own vomit. I upturned the remaining quarter of my free lunch onto his face, taunting him "Chloe has cooked for you mate, sit up and eat it". Antonio opened his eyes and stared straight at me, looking lost and gormless. "Mate". I was about to offer him some sound advice. "Get up, go home, sober up, have a shower, shave, get another job, get another bitch and get on with your life... Either that or go home and kill yourself fam" I added. "Me and the rest of this fucking town do not need to see this slow progression to death, so you lost your job, and you lost your girl... Reality check mate, your job was SHIT, you were paid to fish plasters and verucas out of the swimming pool, and your girl was a fucking DOG fam, you ain't lost nothing, now get the fuck up". I kicked him a bit, but not violently. He stumbled to his feet and began hobbling down the road. Five minutes later I arrived at Sharon's house, and knocked the door. She answered in a t-shirt and panties, and no sooner had I stepped across the threshold she pounced on me and began kissing me passionately. "I've been wanting this since the moment I laid eyes on you on open day" she admitted. "Me too" I flirted, lifting my t-shirt over my head to reveal my perfectly toned body. "Wow" she said running her hands all over my muscles "you have the body of a god". I hooked my thumbs under the waistband of my tracksuit bottoms and pulled them down, letting them fall to the floor revealing my long semi-hard dick. I was not wearing underwear as I did not put my skins back on after showering at athletics. I kicked off my trainers stepped out of my clothes as she lifted her own t-shirt over her head, shook her hair out of its band, and lowered her panties revealing a completely shaven and puffed up pussy. Sharon jumped up into my arms and wrapped her legs around my waist, I stumbled backwards into the hallway wall, knocking a picture frame off the wall. It smashed into several pieces. In trying to find our centre of gravity, we flew back to the other side of the hallway slamming her ass into the sideboard, where she perched quite nicely as she grabbed hold of my now-hard dick and shoved it up inside her wet pussy like a dildo. She was unbelievably moist down there, and not particularly tight. 'My second kebab of the night' I thought to myself as I began to fuck her hard, my muscular glutes tensing impressively with every inward bound thrust. Sharon leaned back, knocking a vase of plastic flowers onto the tiled floor, it smashed into a thousand pieces, she didn't seem to care about the mess or the noise as she slid off the sideboard impaling herself further onto my hard pole and wrapping her legs tighter round me she pointed at a door. I carried her through the doorway and lay her down on the massive four-seater soft sofa, continuing to bury myself deep within her. Her tits looked amazing bouncing up and down, her eyes were closed as she wined her body sexily beneath mine, infusing them together. Fucking Sharon in her mid-thirties was no different to fucking a peer. This was just sex, hot, raunchy, no-holds-barred sex. It could have been Amelia, or Bekki, or Amy or four or five other girls lying there, admittedly Sharon was a little more proactive than most of those girls, but I was still firmly in control. As I lay there fucking her, I wondered how many men she was cheating on her husband with, I wondered if I was better than her husband, or better than Charles, these thoughts gave me all the motivation I needed to fuck the life out of her, sliding my dick in and out of her pussy which was so wet it looked like it had conjunctivitis, I ground into her with expertise, lowering my body to be able to kiss her face and neck every now and again. She began to scream, loudly, no, I mean loudly, "Curtis, you bastard, FUCK ME HARDER". She lifted up her head to kiss me, I caught it with my hand, using my other arm to prop me us so that my weight was not crushing her. She went into spasm "I'm cumming again", she said. "FUCK ME CURTIS" Her nails dug into my back and scratched me as I ploughed deeper into her. I looked up to arch my back as I liked to do when cumming and noticed a wedding portrait on the wall of Sharon and her husband and clocked that her 'John' was my first customer, the man I sold weed to on the bus, the man I fucked in the bus-shelter. I laughed to myself at the realisation that I had now fucked them both. This revelation had slowed my ejaculation as I processed the thought, but a few moments later I was ready to cum. "Don't wanna get you pregnant" I quickly pulled out as I remembered I was not wearing a raincoat. I knelt up, arched my back and let my cum spurt out all over her tits. Once the fountain had dried up, I lay my weight on her and kissed her, rolling off the sofa and onto the sheepskin rug, our bodies clinging to each other with sweat and semen. "How many times did you cum?" I asked her as though boasting already. "Three" she kissed me. "That was amazing Curtis, you are NOT a boy at all". "You weren't so bad yourself" I mocked "I'm surprised we didn't wake your kids, you're one noisy bitch when your fucking". I added. "Oh no, they won't wake up, I made them trifle for tea and it was laced with so much sherry they probably won't wake until monday". She laughed. 'What a callous bitch' I thought, 'she got her two primary school aged kids pissed so that she could fuck a fourteen year old boy while her husband is out'. "You are a gangstress". I complimented her. "And we will do this again sometime". I kissed her, stood up, and retrieved my clothes from the hallway. As I dressed she remained lying on the rug, so I snapped a photo of her and sent it straight to Dwayne with a message 'look what I've been doing tonite'. He replied 'lucky you, is that why you sent me packing lol'. 'Have you relaxed now?' I asked him forgetting I was standing in Sharons house having a bbm conversationg with Dwayne. 'Yeah, Sean literally just told me that his dad said he is in Birmingham and there is some delay with the train so he won't reach Keynsham til the morning'. I checked to see that I had also been sent the same message from Sean. I got dressed and bent over to kiss Sharon good-bye. "See yourself out please babes, I'm floating still". As I walked to the door, I noticed her iPhone4S on the sideboard, and I'm not sure what possessed me, but I swiped it. As I walked home I tried pass-code 1234, it was wrong, 'I bet this silly bitch still has default' I thought as I typed in 0000. It unlocked. I found several photographs of Charles Mbwanga in compromising positions and lewd poses, so I sent them to myself to hold onto as evidence against him, should I need it. I walked past the clock-tower, Antonio was nowhere to be seen. 'Good', I thought, 'he has taken my advice', although I wasn't sure which part. When I reached home, Danilo was making cocoa. "Do you want one fam?" He had picked up the meme. "Yes please dude, I'm fucked, I've had a mad day". I rushed upstairs to stash the £400 Kemal had given me with my drug money, before joining Danilo back downstairs. We filled each other in on our days activities, being a little choosy as to which bits of information to air, and then we slumped in front of the TV together to watch 'Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon'. 'What a day' I thought. 'NUMBER 14 was OK, but' I looked over at Danilo 'Number 15 is gonna be better' -------------------------------------------- Did you enjoy the chapter? Please comment. I reply to all emails too marcusdacosta@hotmail.co.uk Please donate to keep it nifty. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html