Date: Sun, 7 Nov 2010 00:20:13 -0400 (EDT) From: DOGG Subject: roswell heights-22 [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-22 Tainted Offerings Pt-1 MANYANK After a quiet, relaxing dinner at home, 52 year old David L. McConnell and his 30 year old boyfriend Ramone Davenport retired to the bedroom, where they slowly started undressing each other. They kissed, standing face to face as they smashed lips, suckled tongues, and mingled mustaches while tweaking each other's erect nipples and groping each other's hard asses. Ramone was 6'4", 185 lbs with a highly defined muscular build, a dark (chocolate) skin complexion, a bald head, thick black mustache, and always wore a white diamond stud in his left ear. McConnell was 6'1", 175 lbs with a medium muscular build, a very fair (mulatto) skin complexion & salt and pepper hair/mustache. The two men couldn't be more opposite, but the chemistry between them was undeniable. Ramone was the first to break the kiss, licking his way south as he trailed his tongue down McConnell's neck and across his hairy chest towards his nipples. He sucked each one into his mouth, paying equal attention to each tit before continuing his journey downward. McConnell's 9.5" curved dick was already engorged, anticipating Ramone's hot mouth. Ramone licked his way over McConnell's flat stomach then licked along the length of his stiff curved dick. When he reached the head, he licked away the whatever pre-cum formed at the head (savoring the tasty sweet dew drops) before taking it into his mouth. McConnell stood over him, alternating looking down and watching his lover suck his dick and moaning aloud. Ramone was no experienced dick sucker, McConnell was his first real lover (Kane raped Ramone while working undercover as a drug dealer named Diamond (The Precinct chap-17, pt-4). But having trained a lot on McConnell's big dick, Ramone was well on his way to becoming a better one. He stretched his mouth over McConnell's manhood, slobbering wetly as he brushed his mouth up and down half the length of McConnell's dick. 52 year old David McConnell knew of Ramone's limitations when they first met, but sensed a genuineness in him that McConnell felt was appealing. A romance quickly ensued, as the two men became lovers. McConnell soon learned that what Ramone lacked in experience, he more than made up for in exploration and willingness. Guiding McConnell to the bed, Ramone gently pushed him back (flat) against the mattress while keeping his mouth locked on his dick. He bobbed his head for several minutes, enjoying the smooth shaft sliding through his mouth before licking his way down the sides of the shaft towards the hairy nut sac. Sucking one hairy orb into his mouth, he gently swirled it around in his wet mouth, washing it thoroughly before spitting it out and moving to the other. McConnell spread his legs, allowing him man complete and total access to his hairy baby makers. When Ramone finished polishing them off, he lifted McConnell's muscular legs to reveal his hairy asshole. McConnell locked his hands behind his knees, holding his own legs up as Ramone proceeded to lick and suck his way along his ass crack. McConnell felt Ramone's tongue licking across his pouty hole before lavishing it in warm spit. Ramone sucked his boyfriend's tiny bud for untold minutes, getting as turned on as when he ate a woman's pussy. He loved hearing McConnell moan whenever he ate him, digging his tongue further into his taut gut. Lifting up, Ramone raced a greased hand up and down the length of his dick before introducing the head to McConnell's asshole. McConnell looked directly into Ramone's eyes as the younger man pushed into him, slowly inserting his 10.5" dick into his ass. McConnell groaned as the dick moved into him, stretching his spit wet hole wide as it slowly crept in up to the balls. Ramone pressed his pelvic bone into McConnell, sheathing his entire shaft as he felt the older man's hole grip and squeeze his dick from the inside. "Damn, I LOVE fucking your asshole...!" moaned Ramone, losing some of his composure as McConnell purposely flexed his anal ring about his shaft. Ramone started sliding back and forth through McConnell's rectum, effectively butt fucking him in missionary position. McConnell held his own legs up and open as Ramone lay in-between them, humping his hips into the former captain's ass. McConnell couldn't believe his luck, with his gorgeous build and rugged looks, Ramone could easily have had his pick of women in the Precinct (as well as half the men on the Force), McConnell felt honored that the younger man seemed genuinely interested in him, and not just for his rank status (as McConnell had lost his job as Captain of Precinct-23). For the past few months they had been living together, getting closer and expressing their admiration through plenty of sex. Both men were versatile/tops, but willing to bottom for each other since they had such a strong understanding of each other. Ramone topped more often, as he was the newest to the game. But with McConnell's unwavering patience, he was able to open Ramone more and more often, getting his own dick wet several times a week. Ramone fucked through McConnell's anal gut with long deep thrusts, sliding every inch of his manhood through his lover's rectum. He leaned in over him as he looked down at his own dick sliding in and out through the clinching anal ring. McConnell reached up and pinched Ramone's erect nipples while he fucked, causing Ramone to fuck harder as he started to slam his hips into McConnell's ass. Ramone felt like electricity had been latched to his nipples as McConnell's constant twisting and manipulating caused his body to go into overdrive. He hammered into his lover as he pounded his dick straight through him. McConnell took every stroke like a champion, grunting like a lion as the 10.5 inch dick bore through him like a sledgehammer. He took the assault mostly because he knew once Ramone was finished, it would be HIS turn to ride in the saddle. Ramone fucked for nearly 30 uninterrupted minutes, until he felt his balls starting to recede up against his body. His dick started to throb after every successful plunge, swelling in size before finally exploding thick molten bursts of hot scolding cum directly into McConnell's accepting bowels. McConnell felt the deluge of semen rushing through him, making his bowels running with rich sperm. He could feel Ramone's dick pulsing and jerking inside him, filling him with even more cum before it finally started to slowly die. Ramone panted breathlessly above McConnell, feeling weakened after a heavy climax, his dick still buried in his lover's ass. He pulled back with his hips until his penis fell out, going totally limp as it dripped the last of his load onto the bed sheets. McConnell rose up onto his elbows and kissed Ramone on the lips, slowly changing places as he gently rolled Ramone over onto his back, then took position on top between his legs. They continued to kiss as McConnell lifted Ramone's legs, then lowered his face down to the younger man's ass. Ramone waited with baited breath as McConnell started to lick his asshole. McConnell licked and sucked Ramone's dark skin hole with vigor, his own asshole still throbbing smartly, feeling wet and ravished with his lover's sperm. He intended to repay Ramone back in spades as he slobbered saliva all over the tightly sealed opening, then anointed lube to his own dick. Getting into position, McConnell presented his 9.5" curved manhood for fucking, placing it gently against Ramone's wet hole before pressing inward. Ramone tensed up during penetration, he knew it would enter him easier if he simply relaxed and accepted it, but he couldn't help tensing up (having cum already) as the dick started to wedge its way inside him. "uuurrhhh...!" he groaned aloud, feeling his asshole stretch wide as the dick head popped in. "Just relax, baby..." advised McConnell, going slower. "I know..." said Ramone through clenched teeth. "...I'm trying...!" McConnell leaned in over him, then started kissing his open mouth to help him relax. He dug his tongue into Ramone's mouth, forcing him to kiss back as Ramone's mind was temporarily taken off his stuffed asshole. Feeling Ramone relax slightly, McConnell took that opportunity to move in deeper, sliding his dick in a few more inches. "ARRHHHGG...!!" groaned Ramone, tightening again as his asshole placed a chokehold on McConnell's dick. "I'm IN, baby...!" announced McConnell, grinding his pubic hair against Ramone's ass cheeks. Ramone grunted and winched as the dick made its home inside him. He grimaced when McConnell started to slowly slide in and out, taking his time to make sure the anal walls were properly stretched before making his move. "Damn..." groaned Ramone, feeling the dick force through. "...it's so fucking BIG...! I can't believe I'm taking that shit so quickly now...!" "You say that every time...!" laughed McConnell, sliding faster. He laid chest to chest against Ramone's torso, suckling his lover's neck while he thrust into his tight ass. Ramone moaned aloud with every move, his body tolerating McConnell's thrusts but not accepting it. Each inward stroke was like a painful blow to the gut as Ramone fought to stay connected. He knew from previous experiences that eventually the pain would lessen and start to feel better. He bit his lower lip and took the painful thrusts, feeling McConnell hump into him nonstop as his dick dug deeper and deeper. McConnell could feel his own asshole flexing with every thrust, his well fucked anal ring trying desperately to hold onto the flood of semen (just begging to leak out) inside him. He thrust well into Ramone's rectum, his curved dick banging into Ramone's walls with growing intensity. The constant in/out plunging massaged against Ramone's angry sphincter muscles, causing them to weaken and relax against their will. This allowed the pain to lessen as Ramone's painful groans started to turn to blissful moans. "Fuck me, David..." he moaned, his body adjusting to the fucking as McConnell rose up into pushup position, looking down at him. "Is it feeling better now...?" he asked curiously, wanting Ramone to feel as good as he did. "Yeah..." answered Ramone, his eyes beginning to gloss over with lust. "...fuck me, man...! Give it to me...!" "You sure...?" asked McConnell, placing his hands on the backs of Ramone's thighs to hold his legs down and expose his asshole for better fucking. "You SURE you want me to give it to you...?" "Yeah..." answered Ramone, staring into space. "...I want to make you feel good...!" Taking Ramone to his word, McConnell pressed his weight down on the backs of Ramone's thighs (pressing his knees against his chest) and started fucking harder. Ramone instantly regretted his statement, but really wanted to satisfy his lover. He clenched the bed sheets as his ass was fucked, each inward plunge digging deep into his pulsating bowels, feeling like a living breathing entity burrowing inside him. McConnell couldn't help staring down at Ramone's dark sexy muscular body while he fucked him, watching his muscles pop with every stroke he made into him dark spread ass. He looked down to see his mulatto dick slicing through Ramone's spread cheeks, his light skin curved club sawing through the tight round rump as he beat a path directly through to Ramone's bowels. Ramone's dick hardened again as his body was pounded from above. McConnell couldn't help but notice how hot and delicious it looked as it stretched out across Ramone's ripped belly. McConnell tilted his head downward, sucking Ramone's hardon into his mouth. With a prominent hump in his back, he sucked and fucked his live-in boyfriend simultaneously, pulling back with his lips when he shoved in with his hips, and pulling back with his hips when he shoved down with his lips. Ramone couldn't believe the duel sensations he was experiencing. He didn't know if he should thrust up into the hot mouth suckling along half his har shaft, or shove down on the hard dick pillaging his ass? Torn between the two, he just laid there and let McConnell have his way. After nearly 10 minutes of acrobatic sex, McConnell pulled off Ramone's dick and rose up on his outstretched arms, slamming his hips into Ramone's dark ass with renewed strength. Ramone let loose a series of loud grunts and groans, his asshole taking a serious beating as McConnell felt his orgasm starting to approach. Picking up speed, he fucked even harder, driving his dick even deeper as Ramone's moans rose to meet the occasion. "Oh god...!" yelled Ramone, unable to take the dicking much longer. McConnell felt his dick growing more and more sensitive as it started to pulsate and throb under the anal assault. He drove his dick through the massaging anal ring with frightening speed, hammering the soft hole and drilling it into complete submission. Through broken pants and gasps, he came, spitting thick spurts of rich creamy cum with every thrust as his dick pumped out a fresh load into Ramone's bowels. "AARRRRRRRRRRRHHHGGGG...!!!" yelled McConnell, losing another blast of cum with every new stroke. Eventually he started to feel drained as his body weakened and his thrusts came to a stop. He pulled out of Ramone's tortured asshole and lifted his 10.5" erection towards his mouth. Ramone was still in a daze when McConnell leaned forward and swallowed his dick whole (to the root). "AWWW yeah...!" moaned Ramone, feeling his dick suddenly encased in wet warmth. McConnell held the dick in his throat for a few seconds before sucking, bobbing his head up and down as he worked the thick long length through his mouth and throat. Ramone lay with his legs open, his dick rock hard with another load of spunk filling his hairy balls. He felt McConnell's throat punching down around his swollen phallus, acting like a plunger in a clogged pipe as he worked the cum up out of his balls like a vacuum. "AARRRHHHHH...!!" yelled Ramone as his second orgasm erupted from his aching contracting nut sac, filling his lover's mouth and throat with cum... Pt-2 McConnell decided to go to the kitchen and fetch two cold beers from the fridge. He threw on a pair of loose fitting boxers and headed through the living room, when he heard an unexpected knock at the door. Opening it, he was shocked to find who was standing on his doorstep... "Captain McConnell..." called the 31 year old man, as McConnell's eyes narrowed when he saw who his visitor was. "Brian Dunn..." he said, sounding pissed. "...what are YOU doing here at my place of residence...?" "I'm here to help you..." said Dunn, his eyes roaming over McConnell's hairy bare chest, muscular legs, and prominent bulge. "...with an offer you'd be a fool to refuse...!" "David..." called Ramone from the background, rushing into the living room after hearing the knock on the door. "...who is it...?"he asked, standing behind McConnell in a pair of PJ bottoms. "Nobody!" said McConnell, preparing to slam the door. "I know you've thrown your name in the ring for the race for Mayor...!" shouted Dunn, catching McConnell's attention. He re-opened the door slowly, wondering what Dunn's angle was...? "How do you know that...? Nothing's been made public yet!" asked McConnell, disenchanted that his secret nomination was not better kept. "I have ways of knowing everything...!" said Dunn, proudly. "I could help you get elected...!" he offered. "I know a lot of important people through my tenure as assistant to Mayor Edwards! Influential people who could jumpstart your campaign and get you elected!" insisted Dunn. "Dirty people no doubt!" surmised McConnell, uninterested. Dunn frowned... "Sometimes it takes a little dirt to do what's right!" he countered, knowing McConnell was judging him. "Don't think for a moment that your opposition won't use dirt to undermine you...! That they won't use your homosexuality against you..., telling everybody that you intend to cater to your own kind, passing same sex marriages and equal rights for gays!" McConnell felt a chill run over him, knowing Dunn's words spoke true. "Oh..., and don't think they won't bring up Andy Roberts..., reminding the voting public about your relationship and how he turned up murders shortly after YOU broke up with him!" "I had NOTHING to do with Andy's murder!" insisted McConnell, vehemently. "Of course not..." said Dunn, already knowing the truth. "...but that won't stop them from poising the public against you! Once the seed of doubt had been planted..., no one with even the slightest grudge against gays would vote for you! That's the way they do it in politics!" "You're not actually listening to this clown, are you David...?" asked Ramone, tepping up beside McConnell. "Oh, and uh..." started Dunn, as an afterthought. "...you might want to campaign as a single man..., that is unless detective Davenport here is willing to come out of the closet and help campaign as your openly gay lover...? The media will be all over who you're dating in your life...! ANY man, --gay or straight, will come under heavy scrutiny just for being seen with you...!" McConnell looked back at Ramone, who looked like he'd just seen a ghost. "He might be right..." said McConnell, thinking about it. "Right about what, David...?" asked Ramone. "About us..." whispered McConnell, as if Dunn wasn't there. "...the media would be all over us! You haven't even come out to your family yet...!" "Yet...?" asked Ramone. "Who I sleep with is NOBODY's business!" he stated, looking directly at Dunn. "I think you need to get out of here...!" he suggested, physically pushing Dunn back outside of the door's frame. "Wait..." called the former mayor's assistant. "...you NEED me McConnell...! You won't get elected without me! I know something about a new drugs coming into Philly that will make Sextasy look like penny candy..." he said in the distance, as Ramone slammed the door in his face. "Wait..." said McConnell, wanting to hear more. "...did you hear what he said about a new drug...?" Ramone locked the door, then turned around to face McConnell... "He's say anything just to get you to listen...!" said the detective, leaning his back against the door. "I don't trust that walking opportunist!" "And you think I do...?" asked McConnell, heading for the kitchen. "But I'd rather have him on my side than against me..." Ramone followed... "It didn't seem like it...!" he said, as McConnell reached into the fridge and pulled out two bottles of beer and handed one off to Ramone. "...it seemed like you were listening to his every word..., including breaking up with me...!" "I didn't say anything about breaking up with you!" argued McConnell. "I'm just agreeing that unless you're looking to come out..., openly dating me might get messy...!" "Let ME worry about that when and IF the time comes...!" argued Ramone. Popping the cap on his beer... Pt-3 SOUTH PHILLY Father's Against Drugs The next meeting of F.A.D. members happened on schedule, nearly 20 neighborhood men attended the meeting at 46 year old Julio Espsedo's house near the famed Roswell Projects. On this particular night, one women was allowed to sit in as fathers expressed their concerns about neighborhood drug dealers and their children. The woman sat in the back of the room, simply observing as the men expressed their concerns. Afterwards assignments were drawn and schedules passed out, the men walked out of the house in groups of 2 and 3, patrolling various parts of the hood and taking back their streets from the hated drug lords. 37 year old Latrina Nelson applauded the men's session, telling the group's founder how proud she was that he allowed her son (Kaleb) to be a part of it. "Kaleb's never been so focused before..." she said to Julio, as the room suddenly became empty. "...all he does is talk about you and F.A.D., about your plans to take back the streets..., and god knows he needed something positive to concentrate on besides running the streets with his friends...!" "Kaleb's a good boy mrs' Nelson..." said the older man, quite fond of the teenager (who was blushing in the background, knowing the relationship he and Julio shared behind closed doors). "...he just lacked guidance and responsibility..., which F.A.D. has been trying to teach him...!" "He's never really had a significant father figure in his life..." admitted Latrina, knowing Kaleb's dad was a deadbeat. "...none of the men I dated over the years seemed interested in taking any time with him...! Then I heard he was getting mixed up with those street corner boys...! I tried punishment, grounding, whopping, threats..., nothing worked! I'm just grateful you took the time to talk to him...! He's been a completely changed boy ever since...!" beamed mrs Nelson. "I just HAD to meet you..." she said, causing Julio to blush. "...to say `thank you!'". "It was nothing, mrs Nelson..." he said, bashfully. "Your wife and family must be very proud and understanding...!" she added, fishing. "My uh..." started Julio, losing his smile as he thought of his family. "...my wife and I are astringed..." he admitted after a brief pause. "...and my only son died as a result of a stray bullet during a drug war...!" "Oh..., I'm sorry to hear..." she said, clutching her necklace. "...I didn't know...!" "It's okay." said Julio, trying to disguise his pain. "Are you dating anyone...?" she inquired, causing Julio to feel slightly uncomfortable. "uh..., no..." he answered, unable to include his and Kaleb's awkward relationship. "Then you MUST allow me to invite you over for dinner, sometime...!" she insisted, smiling broadly. Julio looked stunned as he looked for Kaleb's reaction (who was pretending to clean up all the empty half-full paper cups and napkins lying about in the background). Kaleb was nodding his head `yeah', hoping for a chance to see Julio in his own home setting for a change. "uh..., okay...!" accepted the older Rican. "Good..." said Latrina, preparing to leave. "...I'll give Kaleb the exact day and time..." she said, without breaking eye contact. "...and I'll uh..., see you then...!" she said, heading for the door. "See you then." said Julio, relieved to see her go. Kaleb walked his mom to the door, then closed and locked it after she left... "That was SO awkward...!" sighed Julio, taking a deep breath. "Your mom is very pretty...!" he stated shortly thereafter. "She's okay..." said Kaleb, walking over to Julio as he reached for the older man's belt buckle and began to undo his pants... "Hey..." reacted Julio, pulling away. "...your MOM was just here...!" "I know..." said Kaleb, reaching for his belt again. "...but she's gone now..., probably running home to see what we have stored in the freezer for your dinner...!" Kaleb managed to undo Julio's belt, then unhooked his slacks and pulled open his zipper before Julio managed to slow him down... "The door..." gasped Julio, "...Oscar..." "It's locked..." said Kaleb, undeterred. "...and don't worry..., I took take of Oscar...!" "What do you mean you `took care' of him...?" asked Julio, holding onto his britches. "I mean..." said Kaleb, getting down on his knees as he quickly yanked Julio's pants down about his hairy thighs, then pushed him backwards onto his own sofa... "...I went over to his house, and I took care of him...!" repeated Kaleb, crawling up between Julio's legs. "Took care of him HOW...?" asked Julio, his heart racing. "I made it so he won't be threatening to expose us anymore...!" said Kaleb, grasping Julio's long limp dick in his hand. "You didn't..." said Julio, looking in disbelief as Kaleb stroked him into semi-erectness. "...you didn't..., --kill him did you...?!" asked the older man, frightened for the kid. Kaleb laughed... "No..." he said, stroking Julio into total stiffness. "...I went over to his house..., and videotaped him fucking me...!" Julio was still replaying what Kaleb said in his head when Kaleb went down on him, taking his dick into his mouth. "You did WHAT...??!" asked the older man, stunned. Kaleb looked up... "What's wrong...?" he asked, unsure of what the problem was? "You BLACKMAILED Oscar into being quiet...?!" asked Julio, pushing Kaleb aside as he got up off the sofa and pulled up his pants. "That's not going to work...! Two wrongs don't make a right!" "It got him off your back, didn't it...?" asked Kaleb, sitting comfortably on the floor. "He ain't even come to the meeting tonight...!" "Probably because he's thinking of some OTHER way to get back at us...!" said Julio, slapping his forehead to knock some sense into his own head. "Oscar was right when he threatened to expose me..." he continued, getting a heavy weight off his chest. "...I was WRONG for what I did to you...! For making you gay...!" "You ain't make me gay...!" said Kaleb, getting up off the floor. "I ain't gay...! I still like girls!" "Oh yeah...?" asked Julio, skeptically. "When was the last time you dated a girl...?" he asked, his hands on his hips to prove a point. "When was the last time you KISSED a girl...? Touched a girl...? Took a girl to a movie..., a school dance...? Held her hand...?" Kaleb shrugged his shoulders, unsure. "You haven't...! And you wanna know HOW I knowyou haven't...?" asked Julio, obviously upset. "Because you're HERE at my house every waking hour of the day..., sucking my DICK or getting fucked up the ass! What kinda straight boy does those things...?!??" Kaleb got up off the floor... "And what does that make YOU...?!" he asked, getting angry himself. "When was the last time YOU fucked a woman...?! You sure as hell ain't have no problem fuckin' me all this time...! So why now all of a sudden do you care if I'm gay or straight...? What does it matter..., so long as we both like it...?!" Julio struggled with an answer as Kaleb walked over and resumed his place on his knees. Yanking down Julio's pants and underwear, he grabbed his half hard dick and aimed it back up to his mouth... "I don't give a fuck what I am..." he continued, looking up into the older man's eyes. "...so long as I get to keep swinging on this!" he added, before taking Julio's manhood back into his mouth. Julio said nothing in his defense as he succumbed to the feel of Kaleb's hot mouth on his prick, feeling the young man's mouth slide up and down his dick. Kaleb could feel Julio's manhood growing longer and thicker in his mouth as he sucked, using his tongue to lick along the underbelly and entice his dick to grow. Julio fell victim to Kaleb's growing expertise, unable to shake him off his erection as the exquisite feeling started to take hold of him. "Shit..." cursed Julio, hating himself for not being stronger. Grabbing Kaleb's head, he started thrusting into the boy's mouth, forcing more of his dick down into his gagging throat. Kaleb held onto Julio's hairy legs as the older man fucked his face, his own hard dick trapped in his jeans as it throbbed with excitement. He surrendered his mouth to his lover, allowing him all access as Julio humped his hips into Kaleb's open mouth. "Is this what you wanted, boy...?" asked Julio, fucking Kaleb's mouth deeper. Kaleb gagged around the thick tool as it fucked well into his open throat, forcing through his windpipe. Kaleb felt the dick pushing further into his throat, cutting off his breathing passage as Julio's hands tightened on his head. "This what you want...? You want my dick down your throat...? Fucking your mouth...?" Kaleb groaned, his hands leaving Julio's strong legs to brace himself against the floor. Resting his weight on his arms, he stretched his arms out behind him and surrendered his mouth, his throat ballooning with every stroke Julio made into it. "This's what you wanted, right...? This...?" asked Julio, humping faster. "um...ummph...um...uh...phumm...um...!" muttered Kaleb between deep throat thrusts. Julio yanked his hard dick from Kaleb's panting mouth just long enough to ask... "What did you say, boy...?!" "I want you to fuck me!" gasped Kaleb, as Julio beat his meat against his upturned face. Julio pulled Kaleb up off the floor, then shoved him towards the sofa. Kaleb was already undoing his pants when Julio walked up behind him. He shoved his hand down the seat of the boy's pants and roughly shoved his middle finger up his moist hole. Kaleb groaned aloud as he bent at the waist and shoved his pants down around his ankles. Julio fingered Kaleb's fuck hole for a few seconds, then yanked it out before falling to his knees behind him and pulling apart the sweet cheeks. Kaleb held his breath in anticipation as Julio leaned in, then started licking his asshole. "Oh fuck...!" cursed the boy, arching his back as the warm wet tongue licked up and down his ass crack. He could tell that Julio was dumping a lot of spit into his asshole, lubing him up. When Julio was done lubing, he stood up and spit onto his own dick (rubbing it in with his fist), then aimed it up to Kaleb's spit wet entrance and pushed in... "UHHHH...!" groaned Kaleb, feeling the dick stretch him open. Julio felt Kaleb moving away, trying to escape his dick. He wrapped his arms around the boy's waist (trapping Kaleb into place) then shoved the rest of his dick straight up the boy's ass, causing Kaleb to scream out loud. Julio wrapped one hand around Kaleb's mouth, keeping him quiet in-case anyone from outside stood near the front door. Feeling Kaleb's shocked asshole throb around his dick, Julio started fucking, thrusting in and out of the boy's gripping gut. Kaleb's asshole felt on fire as the dick started to move through him. He wasn't sure what had gotten into Julio, or why he was being so forceful this late in the game, --but he loved it. Kaleb reached down and began stroking his own hardon, his legs spread wide as Julio humped into him. "This it...?" asked Julio, leaning over Kaleb's back. "This what you wanted...? This why you came over here tonight...?" "Yeah!" answered Kaleb, stroking his own dick furiously, his hand speeding up and down his hard shaft as Julio thrust in and out of him. His asshole hurt gloriously, the big dick beating a path straight through him as he held onto the couch for dear life. He threw his ass back to meet Julio's thrusts, each slap of the older man's hips sending his dick a good 8 inches inside him. "This what you wanted, BOY?!" asked Julio, fucking harder as he grasped Kaleb's shoulders for better leverage, slamming his own hairy pelvis into the boy's upturned ass harder and deeper. "Fuck yeah...!" yelled Kaleb, hearing the room fill with flesh slapping noises. "Fuck my asshole, daddy! Give it to me hard! Fuck me! Aarrhhhh YEAH...!" Julio increased his speed, hammering into Kaleb like a power tool. He slammed his dick well into the boy's furnace like ass, his low hanging hairy balls slapping repeatedly into Kaleb's. He pushed Kaleb's head down further into the sofa, causing his ass to elevate higher, giving himself a much better target to fuck. Kaleb could feel every hard thrust shoving deeper into him. He stroked his dick frantically (almost abusively) as his dick hardened like steel in his hand, then started shooting warm gobs of thick white cum all over the edge of the sofa, soaking the cushions in slick slimy sperm. Julio felt Kaleb's orgasm through his flexing anus, and fucked even harder into the boy's spasming hole. His own orgasm hit big as he shoved in one final time, then unloaded a river of creamy white sperm straight into Kaleb's gripping anal canal. "AARRRHHHHHGGG...!!!" he screamed, losing all sense of time as he fell over Kaleb's back. Kaleb felt Julio's body crushing him down into the sofa, both men panting hard as they fought to catch their breaths. Julio could feel his dick draining in Kaleb's ass. He waited several minutes until he finally got enough strength to lift up and pull out. Flopping down on the couch (his pants still down around his ankles), he watched Kaleb get up and sit down next to him. "You know having dinner with you and your mother's a mistake..." he said, breathing hard as he caught his wind. "Why...?" asked Kaleb, sitting beside him. "Cause..." said Julio, his dick leaking the last of his seed against his hairy thigh. "...its gonna be HELL trying to sit there across from you, without thinking about bending you over and butt fucking that hot ass of yours...!" Kaleb laughed. "Your mother would shit bricks if she ever found out what I've been doing to her only child..!" "She won't ever find out...!" promised Kaleb, getting up as he reached down and pulled up his pants. "If I have to blackmail her too..., she'll keep her mouth shut!" he joked as he headed for the door... ______________________________ 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.