Date: Wed, 13 Aug 2003 03:32:37 EDT
From: Moore
Subject: Top Dawg

Although the characters in this story engage in unprotected sex, we all need
to be safe. So please play it safe and use protection.  Meanwhile, enjoy the
story......

Top Dawg
Submitted By: Jason Moore

    Top Dawg (AKA: Marcus Petty) had always been an outgoing, friendly, but
manipulative person.  As he went through his formative years, he grew into one
hell of a hard-bodied, stud.  He was a guy's guy, a lady's man, and the one
who everyone looked up to, longed to be around, and lusted after.  Now at the
age of 25, Top Dawg had quite a reputation.  He was a true player.  He sees what
he wants and he gets it.  That is his way.  After years of working out,
jogging, and eating right, Top Dawg had developed a body to die for.  He stands
about 6' even, weighing in at 200 pounds of pure muscle.  His broad shoulders and
thick biceps, feed into a massive chest topped off with two luscious nipples.
 His torso tapers down to an incredibly rippled stomach and 30" waist.  His
taut ass and eleven inch cock are usually quite evident no matter what he is
wearing.  Even baggy pants give away a hint of the pleasure lying in wait
underneath.  He usually dressed to show off his fabulous body, preferring lighter
colors to contrast with his deep chocolate toned skin.
    Anyway, in these days (the early 70's) Top Dawg began working in a local,
family owned grocery store.  As mentioned earlier, he has quite a reputation
in the neighborhood.  He'll fuck anything as long as there are no strings
attached.  He ain't saving his big cock for anyone, but he sure knows how to use
it.  The neighborhood began to undergo some new investment and development.
This drew a varied crowd, some coming to this part of town for the decent
shopping deals, some out of curiosity, and still some as true believers in
generating a "rebirth" to a neighborhood that had been perched on the brink of decay
and urban blight.
    Top Dawg just saw this influx of move-ins, buyers, and gawkers as even
more of a chance to get his needs taken care of.  In fact, Mr. Smith's store was
beginning to do so well he decided to branch out and opened a small diner
several blocks away.  Marcus (as he was known by everyone who didn't really know
him) was eventually put in charge of the diner and did so with great skill and
the place was soon turning a profit.  Everything was right with the world and
Marcus could hire just the right people.  There were two bus boys, a chef,
and check out clerk.  Mrs. Smith did the cooking, one of her daughters manned
the cash register and some hosting duties, but Marcus had free reign over the
bus boys.  Just to get hired you had to be able to satisfy Top Dawg whenever he
chose.  Paul and Derrick were the perfect workers, quick, friendly and totally
subservient to the true Top Dawg.
    But, even they would never be enough.  Two moist, wet mouths and two hot,
tight butt holes would not be enough to satisfy that ever hungry, pleasure
seeking, black monument of cock attached to the one and only Top Dawg.  He is
truly insatiable.  When the diner was expanding into the store front next door
another bus boy was needed.  Derrick recommended a friend, Jamal, and set up a
time for him to come by for an interview.
    Jamal shows up early on a Saturday.  He is taken to the small office at
the back of the newly expanded section of the diner. Just Top Dawg and Jamal.
    "So, what's your work experience?" Top Dawg asks as he glares up and down
the fine body of the 20 year old Adonis before him.
    Jamal talks about some of the jobs he's had.  But, Top Dawg barely
listens as his cock is already itching to fuck the shit out of Jamal.  As Jamal
finishes his brief resume, he stands there in silence, observing that large black
stud.  Top Dawg licks his lips, stares back at Jamal, then asks him if Derrick
filled him in on the other "requirement" of this job.
    Without waiting for an answer, Top Dawg unzips his jeans, reaches in and
pulls out his big, black boner.  With hands now crossed on his chest and a
broad smile on his face, he juts out his hips, as that monster cock flops out
before him, dangling dangerously between his legs.  Jamal is now the one to lick
his lips.  His eyes show both fear and amazement and his mouth is agape as Top
Dawg begins to move his hips, side to side, that huge black monster swaying
heavily before its intended victim.
    "So, you wanna work here, you gotta be able to handle this baby," Top
Dawg demands as he grabs his cock, pumping it lightly.  "Get down on your knees,
I need to test that sweet looking mouth."
    Jamal is looking apprehensive, but is still drawn to that thick shaft,
like a moth to the flame.  He is kneeling before Top Dawg and sticks out his
tongue to lap at the bulbous crown.  As tongue meets hungry flesh, Top Dawg
sighs.  Jamal then opens wide and chomps down softly, savoring the silky and tender
mushroom head.  Top Dawg puts one hand on Jamal's head while holding the
thick base of his ass buster.  He begins to feed that baby into his succulent
host.  It isn't long before he is rocking his hips, pushing his cock in deeper by
the second.
    "Yeah, suck that cock," Top Dawg demands.  "I need to feel it sliding
down your throat."
    Jamal looks up.  Top Dawg just smiles back.  The sight of his massive
meat worming into Jamal's moist mouth, his cheeks bloated, a flash of fear in his
eyes just drives him on further.
    "Yeah, take that cock.  Take it all," Top Dawg tells his prey.
    He can see Jamal forcing back his gag reflex as his cock head slips into
those tight confines of a slick, gripping throat.  Still he forces it down.
With his hand planted firmly on Jamal's head, Top Dawg groans as he watches and
feels his cock sink in balls deep.  He feels Jamal's nose pressing up against
his freshly trimmed pubic hairs and grinds himself tightly into his face.
His cock, firmly planted down Jamal's esophagus, feels so wonderful.  Jamal
grunts and tires to push away, but Top Dawg holds fast.  He feels his cock begin
to expand even more within those wet, groping confines.
    "Aaah, yeah, feel that cock, man.  Feel it fill you hot mouth and
throat," Top Dawg says as he finally relents and pulls his throbbing shaft from
Jamal's throat.
    He waves it in Jamal's face, slapping his chin, cheeks, and forehead with
his now saliva covered, glistening fuck pole.  Jamal takes a few gasps of air
and then Top Dawg shoves his cock back between those soft, warm lips and into
the wetness of Jamal's luscious mouth.  In seconds he is force feeding Jamal
with quick jabs of his thunder rod.
    "Yeah, baby, yeah take that cock!" Top Dawg grunts as both his hands grab
tightly onto Jamal's head.
    He begins to abuse that mouth and throat with his huge, black cock.  When
his hips join in, Top Dawg is fucking Jamal's face in a rapid fire volley of
cock down throat, cock down throat.  Jamal is powerless as Top Dawg is now
using him for his own personal pleasure.  Endlessly this assault continues while
Jamal virtually surrenders to the onslaught of Top Dawg's powerful cock
plowing in and out.  Saliva is leaking out of the corners of his mouth as his own
cock begins to pound within his tight jeans.  He releases his hold on Top Dawg's
hips and frees his aching member.  Top Dawg continues holding tightly onto
Jamal's head and, with piston-driving pelvic thrusts, he drives his cock home.
Jamal is now jerking wildly on his own throbbing cock.
    "Damn, this is fucking hot," Top Dawg wails.  "I'm gonna feed you with my
cum. I'm gonna fill your belly with my seed."
    Top Dawg then pulls away and jerks his cock, his hand flying over the
wrought iron blackness that is his mighty shaft.  He jerks off just millimeters
above Jamal's now upturned face with his mouth gaping and tongue stuck out
longingly.
    "Oh yeah, your hungry for this, ain't ya?  Tell me you want it." Top Dawg
says.  "Tell me you want my cum!"
    "Oh, yeah, give it to me.  I wanna swallow your hot cum," Jamal begs.
    With a low growl as Top Dawg's balls tighten up, he groans as he feels
his aching cock jerk in anticipation of release.  He points his massive cock
back down at Jamal's face.  Top Dawg put his free hand on Jamal's forehead and,
with slight pressure, pushed down then aimed his cock head at his waiting
target.  With hunger-filled eyes and wide opened mouth, Jamal gulped in
anticipation of the treat to come.
    "Yeah, open wide, cause here it comes..." Top Dawg groaned.
    The first powerful blast of cum hit the back of Jamal's throat.  Followed
quickly by several more thick globs of warm, gooey cum.  Top Dawg's huge cock
became a jerking hose squirting its stream of liquid into its open container.
 As his last load of come spewed out, the container began gulping down,
gobbling up that delicious nectar.  Top Dawg moaned as Jamal's lips wrapped tightly
around his cock, siphoning out every last drop of cum.  With that hefty cock
planted in his mouth once more, Jamal sucked in deep and began to unleash his
own load of cum all over his hands, arms, and the front of his shirt.
    Top Dawg did not pull away, but held Jamal's head, keeping his mouth
crammed full of his thick cock.  Jamal's moist mouth felt so good enveloping his
now spent cock.  After years of experience, Top Dawg knew this was not over
yet. He had the stamina and ever growing insatiable needs to be met.  Jamal was
not going to get away just yet.  After all, he still had a hot, tight ass that
needed to be plugged.  So, Top Dawg slowly rotated his hips, his cock again
exploring the soft, moist pleasures of Jamal's sweet mouth.  He continued
rocking his hips, watching Jamal's bloated cheeks and lust filled eyes.
    "Yeah, suck on that cock, get it good and hard," Top Dawg moaned.  "cause
I'm gonna breed that ass."
    Jamal sucked him in; amazed as he felt that huge, black cock begin to
expand once more.  For several minutes, Top Dawg continued to slowly fuck that
hot mouth, all the while anticipating getting his monster cock packed firmly up
Jamal's tight ass.  Finally, Top Dawg pulled his cock from Jamal and wiped it
all over his face.
    "Well, I'm ready to get this baby some of that ass, man.  Now, take your
clothes off and let me get that hot man pussy," Top Dawg demanded.
    He then simply slipped out of his shorts while watching as Jamal ripped
out of his clothes.  Top Dawg was now going to tap yet another hot, tight ass.
This had become his specialty.  His "reputation" was built around his ability
to take an ass, each and every ass that crossed his path, to new and yet
unexplored pleasures.  While also making his conquest grovel at his very feet.
When Jamal was finally naked before him, Top Dawg smiled to himself.
    "Bring that baby over here," he directed as he led Jamal over to a small
sofa in the corner of the room.  "Sit down and spread those legs."
    As Jamal sat on the couch, Top Dawg knelt down and began to ply his
monster meat with some lubricant.  He then reached out, hoisted up Jamal's legs and
pulled his ass to the edge of the sofa.  He squirted some more lubricant
directly into the crack of that exposed ass and deftly worked a finger, then two
up that hot, tight hole. Jamal squirmed at the feel of those probing digits.
    "Oh, yeah, you aching for this big cock, ain't you, , baby?" Top Dawg
said.  "Oooh, and its so fucking tight, too.  Tell me what you want, man.  Tell
me what you need," Top Dawg continued as he pried into that sweet ass with his
deftly working fingers.
    "Damn, I want that big cock.  I need a good fucking," Jamal responded.
    Top Dawg couldn't waste any more time.  He had to take that ass.  He had
desires to meet, but he also had to get somewhere else today.  There were
other fuck holes he was going to plug today.  He had taken up too much time
messing with that sloppy blow job.  "But, that's all right," he thought to himself,
"once I fuck this pussy boy, I'll give him a job and keep him around.  Then I
can get more of this sweet ass any time I want."
    His cock was raring to go when he pulled his fingers from those tight
confines.  He looked up at Jamal while he leaned forward, guiding his throbbing
meat toward its waiting reward.  As he felt his cock head make contact with
Jamal's puckered fuck hole, Top Dawg continued glaring into Jamal's wide open
eyes.  He then rubbed himself over that pleasure hole, watching for that familiar
gleam that always excited him even more.  That look that said: "Please don't
hurt me" and "Fuck my brains out" at the same time.  Just as that glint passed
over Jamal's glazed eyes Top Dawg entered that luscious hole.
    "Damn," Jamal cried out in pain.  "Damn.  No.  Please.  Please I'm not
ready for this."
    "Yeah you are, man," Jamal quickly responded as he inserted another inch
or so, marveling at how exquisite it felt to have his cock gripped so tightly
by yet another tight, straining ass.  "Relax, baby.  Relax this fucking ass.
Cause I'm gonna fuck this baby.  I'm gonna fuck it good.  I'm gonna take all
of this hot ass."
    Jamal's eyes squinted as he grit his teeth.  The pain was indeed
excruciating.  But, Top Dawg didn't care about that.  He knew he was going to get this
ass.  He was going to get it good.  Jamal would be begging for more by the
time he was done with this ass.  Slowly he continued forcing more of his huge
cock into that tight fuck hole.  It wasn't until he was half way up that hot
hole, that Top Dawg held back.  Tears dribbled from the corners of Jamal's eyes
while Top Dawg held firm, waiting for that sign that Jamal was ready to take in
more.
    Jamal continued to moan and begged Top Dawg to take it slower, to pull
out some.  But, eventually, Jamal squirmed, relaxed his ass muscles the best he
could and pushed out slightly, signaling with his body, not his words, that he
wanted more.
    "Yeah, that's right, you cock lover.  You want a good, hard fucking.  And
I'm just the one to give it to you," Top Dawg then said as he forcefully
shoved himself up that tight fuck hole, balls deep.
    "Eeeiyyaa," Jamal whelped as his ass was now impaled to the hilt with the
full breadth of Top Dawg's powerful cock.
    "Yeah, fucker, take that cock!" Top Dawg wailed back.
    Jamal continued to grunt in pain as Top Dawg pressed his body tightly
against his quarry, probing those delicious, cock squeezing depths.  He was
always in awe at the feel of a fully crammed ass as it gripped tightly around his
thick, black cock.  It was definitely a feeling, a sensation unlike any other
in this world.  And Top Dawg would never get enough of it.  He lived for
fucking tight ass, especially this kind that hugged his huge pole like a second
skin.  The waves of pleasure emanated from his cock and spread throughout his
entire body.
    "Damn.  Damn." Top Dawg groaned.  "This is one fucking hot ass!" he
continued as he ground up hard against Jamal.
    "Ah...ah...ah..." Jamal responded, a quiver in his voice.
    The tone in Jamal's voice, the look on his face, even though his eyes
were now clenched tightly closed again, were Top Dawg's unfailing signal.  "This
fucker needs it bad," he thought to himself.
    Then he began to withdraw his mighty power tool and slide back into that
hot ass.  Top Dawg would like nothing better than to slowly long-dick this
fucker for hours on end, but he had other fish to fry.  Jamal had reached up and
grabbed onto Top Dawg's bulging biceps.  Their eyes met and Top Dawg knew what
he needed to do.  Within a matter of minutes, he was driving that hot hole
hard and deep.  Pounding that ass like some wild, crazed animal.
    "Yes.  Yes.  Yes." Jamal gasped as Top Dawg smile to himself.
    "Yeah, this is my ass now.  You need it,   you craving for my big cock.
This is my ass now." Top Dawg growled as he continued his assault.
    "Yes, oh yes," Jamal whimpered.  "It's yours, stud.  Fuck that ass."
    Top Dawg slowed down somewhat as he repositioned his body.  His hands
reached for the back of the sofa as he pulled himself up and stretched out his
legs.  His body then began to slam down hard into Jamal's shuddering frame.  He
held on tightly to Top Dawg's forearms and his legs flailed out in mid air
beside Top Dawg as he was now into a piston-like motion.  This was one of Top
Dawg's favorite positions.  He was literally funneling all of his body's energy
and power into that human plow of a cock as it tore into Jamal's ass.  It
wouldn't be long now.  His cock was now plunging into the full, rich depths of
Jamal's hot ass.  Waves of pleasure filled him as the friction of that sweet ass
gripping tightly around his throbbing cock invaded all of his senses.
    "Fuck, this is so fucking hot," Top Dawg grunted.  "I'm gonna breed your
ass, man.  I'm gonna take this ass and make it mine!"
    Jamal was simply panting and gasping back up at Top Dawg, caught in the
unbelievable sensations of this wild ass fucking.  Top Dawg then slammed down
onto Jamal, his balls belching up their load of cum as his huge cock emptied
that warm load into the deepest recesses of Jamal's tight fuck hole.  Grunting
and groaning, Top Dawg bred that luscious ass.  Jamal could feel the spasms of
Top Dawg's monster cock as it stretched him fully and unloaded that creamy
mother lode of cum.  For almost a full minute, his ass quaked while that thunder
cock buried its load.
    "Damn, that is some hot man pussy you got here," Top Dawg finally moaned
as he pulled his spent cock free and stood up before Jamal.  "You are one cock
loving slut, aren't you Jamal?"
    That hefty cock flopped against his thigh as a string of cum hung from
its huge head.  Top Dawg saw a drool of cum leak out of Jamal's well used ass
and smiled to himself.  Jamal then sat upright, grabbed Top Dawg's cock and
pulled it into his mouth once more, sucking him dry.
    "Yeah, clean that cock, man," Top Dawg ordered as Jamal readily and
greedily obliged.
    When Jamal fully drained that thick cock, he let it slip from his mouth,
and smiled up at Top Dawg.
    "So, do I get the job?" he asked.
    "Yeah, you got the job.  But not because of your prior work experience,"
Top Dawg smiled down at him.  "I'm just gonna need to keep that ass around
here so I can get me some more when I want it."
    Jamal got up and began to dress as Top Dawg pulled back on his shorts.
When they were both dressed and straightened up Top Dawg reached into a desk
drawer and handed Jamal a pair of bright red briefs.
    "By the way, I need you to report back here on Monday at 10:00 in the
morning.  You have to wear a white shirt, black slacks and these," he said as he
handed the briefs to Jamal.
    Jamal smiled as he held them out and saw four words, written in bold,
blue script across the rear of the briefs: Property of Top Dawg.
    "All my bus boys wear those," Top Dawg laughed as he let Jamal out front.
    When Jamal had gone, Top Dawg returned to the office, grabbed his car
keys and was on his way out of the office when the phone rang.  "Right on time,"
Top Dawg thought to himself as he saw the time.
    "Hey, you still comin' over," the voice at the other end asked before Top
Dawg could really answer.
    "Damn, you need cock that bad?  Not even a hello," Top Dawg said.
    "You know me, man.  And yeah, I need that big cock.  I need it real bad,"
was the pleading response.
    Top Dawg smiled to himself, grabbed a large handful of cock through his
shorts and said," Well, settle down cause one big black cock is on its way."