Date: Fri, 22 Jan 2010 12:17:47 -0500
From: nphillydogg@aol.com
Subject: roswell heights-9

[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.]

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ROSWELL HEIGHTS-9
FALLEN HERO

	19 year old Calvin Goodman was a neighborhood hero, one of the best
basketball players in the city of Philadelphia, he was given a scholarship
to attend Jeremiah University's sports program during his senior year of
high school. Everyone believed Calvin was going places, well on his way to
becoming a superstar, the biggest thing since Kobe Bryant. But sometime
during his sophomore year's summer vacation, Calvin and his old
neighborhood friends began dabbling in drugs. Coming across the newest
street drug Sextasy, they soon found themselves experiencing a high and an
arousal they'd never known before. Instantly they were hooked, getting high
daily. Calvin spent all of his money on drugs, and when he no longer had
any money, he begged his drug dealer for credit, promising to pay him back
once he made it to the pro leagues.
	But Calvin's supplier had other ideas for settling his dept. He
dangled a $20 bag of Sextasy before the ball player's face, then offered it
to him for free if he sucked his dick. At first Calvin was vehemently
against it, refusing to belittle or degrade himself. But when the drug
dealer upped the deal to two $20 bags, Calvin began to reconsider. With the
promise that no one would ever find out about this, he followed the drug
dealer into the back lots behind the project buildings (where many of the
neighborhood homeless went to do drugs in private), got down on his knees
and waited while the drug dealer unfastened his pants. Calvin watched the
older man pull free his soft manhood, then leaned forward to take the low
hanging dick in his mouth without hesitation, eager to get it over with.

	Kane smiled to himself as he watched the neighborhood hero down on
his knees in front of him, offering his mouth for fucking. Kane waited with
bated breath until the well known and beloved ball player wrapped his full
lips around his soft dick then started sucking, making it grow hard in his
mouth. Kane could easily tell Calvin was no pro at giving head, in fact he
was rather lousy at it. The only reason Kane got hard at all was because he
knew he was the first dick the talented baller had ever sucked. He could
see the look of fear in his eyes as the dick doubled, then tripled its
flaccid size, becoming loner and harder. As his mouth stretched to
accommodate its width, he eased back to just the head, sucking furiously on
the tip.
	Kane took the basket ball star's head in his hands, then began to
guide his head back and forth. He made Calvin slide his mouth up and down
half of his hard shaft, painting the top part in warm spit. Calvin was
shocked at how the dick felt in his mouth, sliding against his lips and
tongue. He hadn't been expecting it to taste so good or feel so soft and
velvety, like hard organic steel with a soft skin coating. It throbbed and
pulsed in his mouth, with a mind and a heartbeat of its own. Calvin found
himself not as turned off as he expected he would be as he bobbed his
mouth, the two bags of Sextasy his only goal.

	Kane took a long time cumming, fucking the 6'4" 175 lbs boy's mouth
for nearly 30 minutes before finally pulling free from his inexperienced
mouth to shoot cum all over his upturned unsuspecting face.
	Kane stroked his dick frantically, cupping the top of Calvin's
close cut head. He jacked his dick with the sole thought of humiliating the
teenager. He aimed his dick down at the boy's face, making him kiss and
lick the salty cum droplets that formed at the tip of his dick. Calvin
licked the honeysuckles away obediently, lost in the lust of his high as he
patiently waited payment of his drugs. He hadn't even considered where Kane
was going to shoot his load until the very last second when Kane tilted his
head sideways, then started shooting thick white ribbons of warm cum across
the side of his face.

	Calvin snapped back into reality when he felt the cum streaks roll
across his right cheek. He could hear Kane panting hard with each burst of
cum. After the last rope was shot, Kane started to rub his dick head into
the spermy goo, then slipped the head back into Calvin's mouth so he could
taste his nectar first hand. Calvin gave the drug dealer whatever he
wanted, knowing he would soon be forgetting his humiliation in a cloud of
dust.
	After Kane's orgasm, he wiped the head of his dick against the
clean side of Calvin's face, then tucked himself away. "Here..." he said,
pulling a single bag from his pocket as he tossed it on the floor at
Calvin's knees.

"This's only ONE bag..." complained the superstar, cum still dripping
heavily from his face. "...you promised me two!"

"And you promised to suck me off..., but I had to jack off in order to
cum...!" informed Kane. "Only half a deal gets half a bag!"

"You OWE me...!!" snapped Calvin, guilt and shame settling in as he grabbed
up his single bag and got to his feet.

"I don't owe you shit!" snapped Kane right back, pulling a gun from the
back of his waistband and stopping Calvin dead in his tracks. "You wanna
make somethin' outta this, asshole...? YOU fucked up the deal, not me!"" he
asked, aiming the gun up to Calvin's face.
	Calvin knew well of Kane's reputation as a hard nosed convict. He
looked down into the barrel of the gun, and pictured his poor mother crying
over his coffin. "Well bitch...?"

"No..." said Calvin, wisely.
	Kane snickered to himself as he slowly lowered his weapon, trying
to decide if killing the future ball star was worth the aggravation?
Ultimately he decided it wasn't, and tucked his gun and left. Calvin
cleaned his face, then returned home where he got high, trying to forget
what happened.

	He eventually returned to school in the fall for his junior year of
college. But with drugs now prevalently in his life, he continued getting
high. Inevitably it began to affect his grades, then his game, causing him
to lose his scholarship and dropped out of school, dashing all hopes and
dreams of becoming a pro-baller.
	Calvin returned home to his mother's home in the projects defeated
and beaten, his future looking bleak. For the next year or so he did
nothing productive, just sat around watching pro games on television with
his old friends while smoking weed and getting high on Sextasy. It was
during that time that Calvin met up with Kane again. This time when Calvin
had no money to spend on drugs, Kane offered him a freebee if he bent over
for him. Calvin begged Kane to just let him suck his dick again (having had
more practice sucking his friends dicks for drugs), but Kane was fixated on
taking Calvin's virginity. Finally (too far gone to turn back now) Calvin
agreed, allowing Kane to take him back to their original spot where he
pulled down his pants and bent over one of the old concrete posts that
stood waist high out of the ground.

	Kane smiled broadly to himself, adding another virgin to his notch
as he pulled out a small tube of lubricant, and squeezed it onto his
fingers before running them up the former star's ass crack. Calvin felt
Kane's slimy fingers strangely rubbing against his tight puckered
asshole. He gasped aloud when a finger curiously poked inside, popping
through his anal ring. But before Calvin could change his mind and back out
of their agreement, Kane introduced his 9" dick, and shoved in hard.
"AARRRRHHHHH...!!!" screamed Calvin, feeling the dick break through his
rectum. He seized up, clamping his buttock together to try to force the
dick from his stinging hole. But Kane counter acted by gripped him up
around the neck with his forearm in a headlock, then shoved his hips
forward harder, burrowing the rest of his rampaging dick balls
deep. Calvin's scream was cut short by the tightening forearm cutting into
his throat as his asshole felt completely ripped open as the dick buried
itself inside his throbbing and convulsing bowels.

"Where do you think yur goin', bitch...? We had a fuckin' deal...!" said
Kane through grit teeth, pressing his pelvic bone against Calvin's
backside. Calvin struggled to break free, but the muscled convict was far
too strong to manhandle easily, not without help. Calvin felt the big dick
in his butt, lodged inside like a huge log. Calvin felt a terrible ripping
through his gut when the dick started to be pulled back. Calvin felt his
guts being sucked out of his body during the withdrawal, then stuffed back
inside during the sudden forward thrust. It felt like being suctioned by a
huge plunger as Kane began moving his hips back and forth.
	Kane was used to taking punk's asses, as a former convict he knew
the best ways to hold a man down and rape his ass (even a bigger man). The
struggle only made the rape all the better, giving him a stronger sense of
power as he took the man's dignity, masculinity, and manhood.

	Kane thrust his way through Calvin's ass, feeling his tight
squeezing sphincter muscles fighting to repel him. He could feel the bowels
pushing outward against him before he shoved himself back in well
deep. With each inward stroke he could feel Calvin's rectum muscles
straining against him. He forced his dick through the anal walls, pounding
through the chokehold ring to batter straight into the colon. After nearly
20 minutes of steady uninterrupted in/out fucking, he felt the anal muscles
finally starting to give in. With renewed vigor Kane began pumping his
hips, pulverizing the former ball player's ass with really hard deep
controlled thrusts.
	Calvin felt the dick shoving through his numbing bottom, pounding
into his bowels with every stroke as the slapping pelvis banged into his
buttock nonstop. Kane loosened his hold on Calvin's neck, holding him (bent
over) by the shoulders, using his upper body as leverage to slam hard into
his backside. "SHIT...! FUCK...! ARRHH FUCK...! DAMN...! UHHH...! UHHH...!
ARRHHH...!" responded the athlete, grunting and groaning with every painful
plunge.

	Calvin felt as if he'd reached rock bottom (getting butt fucked in
a heavily wooded vacant lot by a low life drug dealer tended to do that to
you). He concentrated on the prize though, --Sextasy. He pictured himself
getting high, enjoying the fruits of his embarrassing labor to forget this
experience. The only consolation to his indignity was that no one would
ever know he sold his ass for drugs.

	Kane hammered hard into Calvin's ass, listening to him grunt and
groan. He loved hearing men react to his thrusting dick, making their
voices raise a few octaves as they started to sound less like men and more
like woman. It made him feel more virile as he stood behind them, pounding
into their asses with all of his might.
	Kane felt his dick starting to throb harder as he fucked. He knew
it was only a matter of time before he whitewashed the baller's innards
with his scolding load. He redoubled his efforts, pushing Calvin over
further to get deeper in his roots. He slammed his balls into the ball
player's, stealing away his masculinity beyond a shadow of a doubt. He
leaned in over Calvin's back, announcing that "getting' fucked was just one
step to losin' yur manhood..." he whispered huskily, never missing a beat
with his thrusting hips. "...when I finally CUM inside you, you won't be
able to hold yur head up as a man in public anymore...! From that moment on
you'll be nothin' more'n a bitch for real men like me to dump in...!"

	Calvin knew begging to be spared the indignity of being seeded
would fall on deaf ears. He could tell by the ferocious way Kane fucked
him, by the strength in which he held him in place, by the tenacity of his
strokes, that the drug dealer had every intention on planting his juice in
his ass. Almost on cue, he could feel Kane's dick swelling inside him,
growing even bigger (if that were possible) before suddenly spitting hot
cum deep in his colon.
	Kane tightened his grip on Calvin's waist as his orgasm hit. He
could feel the tingling rising up through his shaft as it suddenly burst
out through his flaring dick head, showering Calvin's entrails in a copious
burst of molten sperm.

"YEAH...! FUCK YEAH...! TAKE THAT FUCKIN' LOAD, BITCH! TAKE THAT SHIT UP
YUR FAGGOT ASS! YEAH BITCH! HOW'S THAT FEEL...? I'M NUTTIN' THAT PUSSY FOR
YOU! YEEEEAAHHH...!!" Shouted Kane, purposely trying to humiliate the boy
as his dick spurted thick gushes of semen with each continuous thrust.
	Calvin felt the dick pulsating inside him, loading his bowels with
cum. His deflowering was now complete, Kane had succeeded in taking his
dignity, his honor, and his manhood, reducing him to nothing but a cumhole.

	Kane kept his dick in Calvin's ass for a long time after he
nutted. When he was finally finished, he yanked his dick free from the
funky hole, then forced the former baller to kneel and suck his dick
clean. Calvin didn't want to, but with no dignity left, he felt no real
reason why he shouldn't.
	He sucked Kane's softening dick, cleaning it of all its deposits
before it fell limply from his lips. Kane smiled down at the beaten boy,
reaching into his pocket to pull out his reward. "A promise is a
promise...!" he said, tossing the bag on the ground. Calvin wasted no time
ripping the bag open, snorting up its contents, no more dignity left in his
veins.

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Written by
Eugene Marvin (aka)
NPhillydogg@aol.com
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