Date: Sat, 16 Oct 2010 15:16:17 -0400 From: DOGG Subject: roswell heights-18 [Roswell Heights is a (fictional) high rise housing development in South Philly, more commonly known as "the projects" or The Heights. It's three 15 story buildings (originally built back in the 50's), all within a few hundred yards of each other. After years of mismanagement and neglect, it's become a drug heaven for dealers and criminals.] _______________________________________________________________________ ROSWELL HEIGHTS-18 Take Out Pt-1 40 year old married father of 2 Jerome Taylor, felt like he had no control over his life. He was the project hoe of a drug dealer named Kane, subjected to perform any and every lewd demeaning sex act he deemed necessary for his fellow dealers. He was also blackmailed by his own son (Jerome junior) into giving morning blow jobs whenever he wanted, or else he'd tell his mother of his father's forced sex acts. And now he seemed at the mercy of Junior's best friend Todd, who wanted to practice sexual intercourse on the married father rather than embarrass himself with a girl for his first time. Jerome even tried going to his pastor for help, only to have his pastor take advantage of him as well. He got up 15 minutes before his alarm clock, then tip-toed down the hall to his son's room without waking his wife. Junior was already awake, anticipating his dad's hot mouth. Ripping back the bed sheets, he revealed his 15 year old hardon, standing a good 7 inches long. Jerome didn't even bother to turn on the lights as he closed and locked the door, then got on his knees beside his son's bed and proceeded to suck his morning erection. Junior loved his morning blow jobs, believing it the best way to start the day. While his daddy sucked, Junior reached down under his dad's bathrobe and pulled his boxers down over his ass and started squeezing his dad's fat round butt cheeks. Jerome sucked his son's dick harder, getting turned on as the boy's fingers moved in-between the cheeks and wiggled into his asshole. Jerome knew he was in trouble when his son started to play with his pussy (that's what Kane called it). He could feel his son moving his finger(s) in and out, simulating fucking. Jerome could feel his son's dick growing harder the longer he sucked it, slurping his lips up and down the shaft. Junior had been hoping to get his dick in his dad's ass before he popped, but his father's expert sucking had him well on his way to busting before he was even ready. Jerome sensed his son's eruption coming, and bobbed his head faster. Then just as his son was about to shoot, Junior shoved his dad's head down in his lap, making him deep throat him just as the cum shot forth, straight down the back of his dad's throat. "UHHH...! UHHH...! UHHH...!" groaned Junior, shooting 4 good shots. When he released his dad's head, Jerome sucked up the last of the load, then quietly re-covered his exhausted son's body before slowly making his way out of his room. Less than an hour later as the family as starting to sit down at the breakfast table when Jerome got a text message, then told his wife he had to run outside for a minute. His wife looked a bit annoyed, but said nothing as she served the kids breakfast. Jerome took the elevator upstairs to the 10th floor to Todd's apartment and knocked on the door. Todd opened the door, completely naked (his 7.5" hardon standing stiff out in front of him. Jerome blushed as the kid invited him in, then ordered the married man to remove his own clothes. Todd's mother had already left for work, leaving Todd to get himself ready for school. Todd woke up with a tremendous morning erection, and couldn't think of a better way of getting rid of it that shoving it up his best friend's father's ass. He showed Jerome into his bedroom, where he motioned the older man onto his knees. For the next 5 minutes he made Jerome suck his dick, swallowing the entire shaft before lying the father of two facedown across his bed. "My mom's been wondering what I've been doing with the Vaseline lately..." informed Todd, as he lubed up Jerome's smooth asshole and his dick. "...I think she thinks I jerk off with it or something! If she only knew...!" "Well..., we can't let her know the truth...!" said Jerome, feeling the boy align himself before shoving in. "UUHHHH...!!" he groaned, as the boy's dick slide through him. Todd slid all the way in Jerome's fat girly ass as he laid across the older man's back, pulling the cheeks apart with his hands to get every inch inside. Jerome felt a shock to his rectum as the dick suddenly pierced through him, his asshole quickly became accustomed to housing the 15 year old's 7.5 inch penis as Todd began to fuck. Using some of the techniques he learned through private lessons (chap-14), he took his time thrusting through the fat ass, building up a steady pace as he slapped his nearly hairless pelvis into jiggly backside. Jerome could feel every thrust as the dick slid through him, feeling much smaller and tamer than Kane's big dick which hurt Jerome's innards every time. Jerome looked at his watch just as Todd got his stride, a few more minutes and the boy should be done (he thought). He needed to get back downstairs before his wife bombarded him with a lot of unanswerable questions about where he snuck off too? However Todd pulled Jerome up onto his hands and knees, then began slamming his hips into his ass for nearly 20 minutes, slowly down the pace of his stroke whenever he felt he was getting dangerously too close to coming. Jerome found himself beginning to pant and moan, the thrusts hitting deeper and deeper as the boy began to master his act. He felt Todd's grip on his waist tighten, then heard the boy cry out just as a he burst a teenage wad of warm morning ball sludge directly into his gut. Jerome waited as Todd held inside, draining his precious fluids. When he finally pulled out and fell backwards on his bed, Jerome jumped up and began getting dressed, his ass crack slimy with Vaseline and cum. Dressing quickly, Jerome dashed from Todd's apartment and ran for the elevator. His kids were gathering up their school books when he walked back into the house. "I don't know WHERE you went that was so important..." said Roseland (his wife), handing her husband his briefcase. "...but you missed breakfast! It's time to drive the kids in to school!" Jerome said nothing as the kids kissed their mom goodbye, then followed their dad down to the car. Todd came running up late, flagging them down for a ride outside. Jerome felt his heart beat stop when his daughter (who had a crush on Todd) opened the back door to let him in. "Thanks mr Taylor!" said the teen, slamming the door shut behind him. "How'd you miss your bus...?" asked Junior from the front passenger's seat, having had a good idea. Jerome looked nervous as he steered the car out of the parking lot... "You know how it is..." said Todd, looking up into the front seats. "...I just didn't wanna get outta bed..., my pillows were so soft that I just kept slamming my head into it until the last minute...!" Junior laughed, as his dad grimaced at Todd through the rearview mirror... "Don't you just hate that when it happens...?" asked Rose, totally clueless. Pt-2 Jerome dropped the kids off at school, then drove into work at the fast food restaurant he was employed. After working his normal 10 hour shift, he was informed by the night manager that she couldn't come in, leaving Jerome to do a double. Jerome called his wife and let her know he wouldn't be home until late into the night. He dispensed the night shift schedule, assigning task and making sure the food was all properly prepared in a timely manner. Most of the employees were under the age of 25, with many of the night crew fresh out of high school. His closing crew consisted of 8 teenagers who cleaned out the fryer, changed the oil, emptied and cleaned the milkshake machines, scrubbed the grills, ovens, took out trash, and mopped and swept the floors. Once most of the hard work was completed, he allowed 6 of his 8 staff member that catch public transit to catch the last bus from the mall, leaving the last 2 workers (who had cars) would stay behind and finish cleaning. Edward Jones and Tamak Garrison were 18 and 19 year olds who Jerome learned had special privileges with the night manager. The boys made no secret about having boned her more than once in the manager's office after everyone had gone home for the night. In fact, the two teens had been hoping to score with her tonight, until she called out sick. Jerome found himself oddly excited at the idea of the hot teen boys ramming their stiff hardons in and out of their manager's ass. He even distinctly overheard one of them remark comments about how HIS ass resembled a woman's, looking eerily like Barbra`s (the night manager`s). He could feel both boys eyes following his ass around the restaurant, comparing it to women's. "Barb's ass is fatter..." said the 18 year old (Tamak). "Would you fuck his ass before Roberta's...?" asked Edward (the 19 yr old) with a laugh. "Hell yeah..." said Tamak, frowning. "...her ass looks like two pigs in a blanket!" "What are you guys talking about...?" asked Jerome, walking in on them. The two boys laughed together as they explained... "T' here said he wanna fuck your ass cuz it looks like a girl's...!" lied Edward, embarrassing his friend. "I did not!" defended Tamak. "HE said HE wanted to eat it cuz it reminded him of his mom's!" "You boys really fucked Barbra here on the job...?" asked Jerome, realizing why so much work usually fell on his shift to finish in the morning. "You ain't gonna report her, are you...?" asked Tamak, concerned. "No..." said Jerome, not exactly sure. "Good..." said the teen, relieved. "...she's a good lay!" "Anybody ever tell you YOU have a girl's butt...?" asked Edward, boldly. "Yeah..." shied Jerome, "...many times...!" "Anyone ever try to fuck it...?" he asked, curiously. Jerome looked shocked, silently wondering if the boy had heard something about him around the Roswell Complex? "huh...?" he asked, buying time while trying to think up and answer. "You know..." said Edward. "...there's a lotta weirdoes out there that might see your ass and make a move on it...!" "See..." said Tamak, "...I told you he wanted you!" Jerome blushed. "Hey, I'll admit it..." said Edward, holding a broom. "...if I were GAY I'd fuck him...!" Tamak, looking down at Jerome's ass, which protruded through his tight fitting dress slacks... "I would too...!" he admitted, staring openly at his manager's ass. Jerome blushed, feeling as ashe did when Kane gave him compliments in front of strangers. On a whim, 19 year old Edward walked over and jokingly groped Jerome's ass, causing the older man's body to stiffed with shock as the teenager brazenly groped his butt cheeks. "Yo..." called Edwards, calling out to Tamak. "...you gotta feel this, man...! His ass feels like a chick's!" Tamak walked over, awkwardly groping the manager's ass, feeling and squeezing the fat round soft cheeks curiously. "Damn..." said Tamak, unable to believe how pillowy soft the male's ass felt. Jerome stood perfectly still against the counter as his two young male subordinates felt his buttock. The boys' groping lasted long past plain curiosity, their hands lingered, continuously feeling his behind as he stood there in shock. "You know what..." said Edward, looking up at his coworker as their hands continued to grope and squeeze. "...I don't think he ever answered my question...!" "What questioned...?" asked Tamak, lost in the cushion of Jerome's plump ass. "You know..., if he'd ever been fucked..." reminded Edward, looking at Jerome's expression. "...and HE never answered! So..." he continued, waiting... "...HAVE you?" "I uh..., I..." stammered Jerome, unable to lie, and unable to tell the truth. "I take that as a YEAH!" laughed Edward. "You let some guy butt fuck you...?!" asked Tamak, astonished. Jerome could feel himself blushing with embarrassment. Did he had a sign on his forehead saying `I like to get fuck?' "You can tell us..." said Edward, the taller of the two teens. "...we won't tell anybody...!" Jerome felt cornered. Gripping the edge of the counter for support, he sank his chin to his chest between his shoulders and confessed... "You can't tell anybody about this..." he pleaded, shame written all over his face. Edward and Tamak glanced quickly at each other, anticipating Jerome's story. The married father of two removed his glasses, then turned his back to the counter. "This drug dealer in my complex..." he started, refusing to look the boys in the eyes. "...threatened to beat up my wife for bad mouthing him in public if I didn't..." he paused, almost unable to get the words out. "...if I didn't..." "Didn't what...?" asked Edward, on the edge of his seat. Jerome closed his eyes... "...if I didn't..., let him fuck me whenever he wanted...!" he admitted, holding back his anxiety. "And..., did you...?" asked Edward. Jerome shook his head `yes.' "DAMN! I KNEW IT!" yelled Edward, enthusiastically. "Pay up, nigga! I TOLD you somebody tagged that before...!" Jerome watched in surprise as Edward held his hand out, while Tamak reluctantly reached in his pocket and pulled out a 5 dollar bill. The boys seemed less interested in him, and more interested in the bet. "How'd you know he'd been fucked before...?" asked Tamak, pissed to have lost his hard earned money. "Shit man..., an ass that big...?" said Edward, stuffing the money in his pocket. "I figured somebody somewhere had to have hit it..., or at lease tried...!" "So all of this was over a bet...?" asked Jerome, feeling played. Edward smiled, feeling five dollars richer. "Wasn't nothin personal..." he said, uncaringly. "How could you say that...?" asked Jerome, emotionally. "You made me admit one of the most painfully embarrassing moments of my life..., and all for a BET...??!" "Calm down man..., don't get your panties in a bunch!" said Edward, pissing Jerome off. The older man saw red... "You're fired!" he yelled, pushing by Edward on his way towards the manager's office. Tamak looked shocked, as did Edward (who quickly got angry...). "You can't fire me...!" he said, following the manager into the back. "Oh yes I can!" said Jerome, disappearing into the office. "Get out!" "Fuck you!" yelled Edward, storming into the office. Jerome spun around, formatively... "Get out of my office!" Edward slapped Jerome's hand from his face... "You can't fire me for a bet!" yelled Edward, getting physical. Jerome fought back as both men struggled without throwing punches. Edward (younger, faster, and slightly stronger) managed to headlock Jerome, then force him down onto his knees on the floor. After a few minutes of fight, Jerome got winded and gave up. "How the fuck'r you gonna fire me because YOUR gay...?!" asked Edward, adrenaline pumping through his young body like a super serum. "You ain't nothin but a faggot!" he yelled, getting more and more pissed at the situation. Jerome knew he was wrong for trying to fire the teenager for tricking him into confessing his biggest secret. He felt like a idiot, being played by children. But when he tried to get up and apologize, Edward shoved him back down, telling him: "you deserve to stay on your knees, bitch!" 18 year old Tamak heard the commission in the office, but opted to stay out of it, not wanting to lose his job as well. He took off out the back door, lighting a cigarette to calm his nerves. He spent 5 minutes puffing on the cigarette, wondering what was happening inside? Edward still hadn't come out, so Tamak disposed of his cigarette, then went back into the building. At first he couldn't hear anything, causing him some concern as he wondered if the two men had hurt each other? Sneaking up to the managers' office, he peaked his head in to see his coworker standing with his uniform pants open, and his 40 year old manager on his knees in front of him, freely and willingly sucking his dick. "Where the fuck you been...?" asked Edward, spotting Tamak in the doorway. "Come in, man..., get yourself some of this...!" Tamak moved into the room tentatively, watching his male manager sucking back and forth on his coworker's dick. Edward was smiling ear to ear, practically laughing out loud at his friend's shocked facial expression. "Wha...how...??" asked the 18 year old, unable to believe his eyes. "When I left, I could hear yall in here screaming at each other..., what happened since then...??" "I got him down on his knees..." said Edward, feeling Jerome's mouth slide back and forth over his shaft. "...and the rest was history...!" "So what..., he fell to his knees in the middle of an argument and started sucking your dick...?" asked Tamak, confused. "What can I say...? He's a faggot!" said Edward, hunching his shoulders. "That's what they do, right...??" Tamak through Edward's statement was full of shit (as he himself was secretly gay), but the fact that Jerome was actually on the floor (seemingly willingly) sucking his dick, gave Ed's words credibility. He watched Jerome sucking on Eddie's dick, dragging his lips up and down the dark shaft. It didn't seem to be forced, as Edward wasn't holding any weapons or saying anything intimidating. In fact, he had one hand resting on top of a file cabinet for support, while the other held up the front of his uniform shirt, exposing his flat but rippled stomach muscles. Tamak had seen Edward naked before (having tag teamed the female night manager several times), and found himself strongly attracted to Edward himself, having had a crush on him for months. He couldn't take his eyes off his dark dick, envious that Jerome was getting to taste it before him. "Come on, man..., whip your dick out...! Get in on this shit...!" encouraged Edward, calling Tamak over. The 18 year old reluctantly started to unfasten his pants as he inched his way across the room, not wanting to seem too eager to comply. Jerome turned sideways so he could see Tamak's dick without removing his mouth from Edward's. Tamak reached in and pulled it out, the soft meat flopping out over his underwear's waistband. Jerome reached up and grasped it, pulling of the soft pud until it started to grow. "Go ahead..., give his a taste..." said Ed, pushing Jerome in Tamak's direction. Jerome pulled his mouth off Ed's dick, then quickly leaned over and took Tamak's in his mouth. Fitting the whole penis inside, he began suckling and pulling at the soft flesh with his lips, causing the pub to grow and fatten. Tamak was surprised at how soft and warm Jerome's mouth was on his dick, he fully expected the manager to be awkward and cumbersome, but instead he seemed as if he knew what he was doing, sucking and swallowing the full length of his 8" dick with no problem. Tamak noticed Edward reaching down to undo the manager's pants... "What're you doing...?" he asked, wondering what he was up to? "If you think I'm gonna pass up this opportunity to check out his ass..., you're crazy!" said Edward, pushing down Jerome's pants from his waist. Jerome stood up, making it easier for Ed to strip him naked. Edward's eyes widened like a kid on Xmas when Jerome's fat light bright ass came into view. "DAYUM...!" he stunned, stepping back to take it all in. "That's one PHAT ass!" Jerome secretly beamed inside, knowing lots of men admired his behind. "Check that out, T!" said Edward, slapping Jerome's big jiggly butt. Tamak reached down and felt Jerome's ass, squeezing the bare flesh. "You gonna fuck it...?" asked Tamak, curiously. "Fuck yeah!" said the boy, pushing his finger into the crack to feel his boss's hairless hole. Jerome could feel the finger pushing into him, breaking through the soft anal ring. "You want some of this too...?" asked Edward, feeling Jerome's hole squeeze snugly around his finger. "Naw man..., YOU go head...!" offered Tamak, wanting to see Edward fuck a man. Edward pushed Jerome down over his desk, his ass hiked high and inviting. Jerome went down without a struggle, lying across a mass of paperwork, folders, and work manuals. He felt Edward standing behind him, obscenely rubbing his dick up and down his deep ass crack. He spat down into the crack from above, wetting the crevice as he stroked his dick along the valley, making it slicker. Jerome could feel the 9" dick sliding between his cheeks, the hard shaft splitting them in two. Edward spit into his fingers, then rubbed them down across Jerome's asshole before introducing his dick. Jerome's ass cheeks enclosed around the dick before it even touched his asshole. Edward pushed forth until he made contact, then shoved his hips forward to drive it in. "AHHH...!" gasped Jerome as the dick broke through. Reaching back, he grabbed two hefty handfuls of his own ass cheeks and pulled them apart, giving Edward deeper access. "What a hoe...!" laughed Edward, slamming his hips into Jerome's spread cheeks, burying his whole dick in two strokes. Reaching up over the manager's back, he gripped his shoulders, then started fucking hard into his ass. Jerome groaned and grunted after every inward thrust, feeling the dick slide evenly through his rectum. Tamak walked around to Jerome's head (lying on the other side of the desk), and presented his dick for sucking. Jerome saw the teenager approach, then opened his mouth to accept his hardon. Tamak simply slid his dick straight in, feeling Jerome resume where he's left off (with his lips wrapped around his shaft). "This's better than fuckin Barb'...!" stated Edward, grinning from ear to ear as he shared the male manager with his coworker/friend. "You think so...?" asked Tamak, surprised to hear his straight buddy say so. "Hell yeah..." admitted Edward, pumping steadily into the ass before him. "...nearly every guy on night shift's fucked Barb'..., but we the ONLY one's to tap Jerome!" he beamed, feeling another notch on his belt. "Ain't nobody gonna believe this happened though...!" said Tamak, moving his hips back and forth as he fucked the manager's mouth. Edward took his cell phone from his pocket, then set the feature to record before aiming the camera down to show his dick sliding in and out of Jerome's fat girly ass. Tamak reached over Jerome's back and pulled the cheeks wide apart, to give the camera a better view. Edward slammed his dick up Jerome's backside, showing off for the camera before passing it off to Tamak who aimed the camera down towards Jerome's face, capturing the older man in mid suck as he willingly suckled his lips up and down the hard wet shaft in his mouth. The boys merely looked at each other and laughed, feeling powerful as they fucked their manager in his own office like a bitch. Jerome had no idea the boys were recording him, he merely lay across the desk, getting butt and face fucked at their own whims. He accepted whatever they wanted to do with him, putting his body in their young hands. He could feel their hard appendages sliding through him at both ends, filling him up with hard dick as they moved through him in opposite directions. He could tell by the confident way they fucked him that both boys were obviously enjoying what they were doing to him. Jerome's own dick lay hard under the table, aching for the slightest attention as it quietly pulsed on edge, ready to bust at a moment`s notice. Edward leaned his torso in over the Jerome's back (his hands palms down on the table top supporting his weight with his long arms) and power fucked into Jerome's ass, slapping his pelvic bone into the man's buttock. Jerome groaned erotically around Tamak's dick, the head hitting into his throat as the boy thrust deeper. Tamak alternated the camera from Jerome's sucking face to his ass, getting footage of both dicks sliding through his open orifices. Jerome could feel Edward's thrusts becoming more violent, signifying his approaching climax. Jerome hoisted one leg up onto the desk (opening his ass cheeks even more) to give Edward better access. Edward took full advantage as he hammered through Jerome's rectum, slamming his dick head well into the older man's gut with his 9" shaft. Tamak could hear Edward's breathing increase under the added labor, as his thrusts started to become more hasten. He found himself getting more excited as his own dick started to thicken harder. Edward slammed his hips into Jerome's ass after a dozen (or so) more strokes, then came like a Viking as the cum started gushing from his pulsating phallus like torrential bursts from a water cannon... "awww fuck...!" he exclaimed, grounding his dick in Jerome's roost. Tamak focused the camera on Edward's body and dick, not catching his face at all. He showed how hard Edward was fucking into Jerome's body (his stomach muscles crunching after every inward plunge of his pelvis, ramming every inch of his solid tube up the married man's ass) before finally slamming in one last time and unloading a torrent of ball seed inside the helpless manager. He watched as Edward now ground is dick around in Jerome's ass, feeding his hole every ounce of his manhood as he panted and moaned in triumph (his dick steadily firing round after round of copious teen cum in the older man's ass). Jerome could feel Edward's dick jumping and jerking inside him, knowing it was filling him full of teenage spooge. At almost the same time, Tamak felt his own orgasm starting to hit and yanked his dick from Jerome's sucking mouth just as the first spurt of cum shot out and streaked across his face. Jerome gasped in surprise as he stretched his mouth open wide to recapture the erupting penis. But before he could re-wrap his lips around the pulsating prod, the second and third spurts shout out against his chin and cheek before he finally managed to catch it. The rest of the hot cum oozed into his mouth, attacking his taste-buds with a bitter-sweet salty taste. Tamak and Edward waited until they finished coming before removing their dicks from Jerome's cum clogged holes. Tucking their spent dicks, they looked at the time and left laughing, leaving Jerome to finish up their tasks. Jerome rose up from the desk (cum dripping from both ends of his body), his dick brick hard and already dripping strings of pre-cum onto the floor beneath him. Jerome walked around the desk and sat down, his stiff dick standing 7 inches up from his lap. He gripped the hard shaft with his fist and started stroking, thinking of the fucking he'd just received. He only got off 6 strokes when he started spewing semen all over his chest and stomach, panting hard and heavy as the sperm exited his pulsating dick while his well fucked asshole flexed and spasm, causing some of Edward's cum to pump from his body. Jerome sat in the manager's chair naked from the waist down, his wet cum dripping from his torso as his dick wilted in his hand. He fully expected guilt to hit him like an iron cast for allowing himself to be used sexually (again), but he didn't. Instead, he felt even more horny, like he wanted to be fucked again. He thought about rushing out to catch Edward and Tamak before they sped off, but knew he couldn't get dressed fast enough to stop them. Instead, he'd have to wait until the next time the night manager called off from work. Then he suddenly found himself wondering when was her next vacation...? ______________________________ Written by: Eugene Marvin [aka] Nphillydogg@aol.com Hit me up at the address above with questions, comments, and suggestions. Or join me on Facebook.com for quicker updates on what I may be working on next.