Date: Thu, 28 Aug 2003 15:51:10 EDT From: Moore Subject: Top Dawg, Part 2 The story continues as our ever insatiable black stud is on his way to conquer yet another willing slut with his mighty tool. His reputation surely precedes him as eager men wait to be thoroughly plundered by that 13 inch power tool that brings such pleasure to them all. Top Dawg Submitted By: Jason Moore It's still early on Saturday morning as Top Dawg is driving toward his expected rendezvous. He'd been tapping the ass of a local community leader, Mike Smith, for several months now. He loved the way his cock felt as he shoved it deep inside that tight ass. But, it was even hotter to hear his conquered slut beg and whine for more. Top Dawg's cock was already beginning to itch at the thought of fucking the shit out of Mr. Smith. As he pulled up the drive he saw Smitty peeking through the blinds and he smiled to himself. "This guy just loves getting fucked," Top Dawg thought to himself and smiled broadly. He went up to the back door and found Smitty already waiting in the doorway and dressed in the tight black boxers that Top Dawg gave him. He smiled to himself as Smitty led him into the house and he saw "Property of Black Dawg" displayed proudly on those boxers tightly stretched around Smitty's hot ass. Although he was nearly 40 now, Smitty kept himself in great shape. But that really didn't matter much to Top Dawg. He was only there to fuck that ass, fuck it good, and then get the hell out. They went down the hall to Smitty's bedroom. Top Dawg took his usual seat on the end of the bed as Smitty stood before him. "So you need some big cock?" he asked as Smitty looked longingly at Top Dawg's bulging crotch. "Yeah, I need it bad," he replied as he licked his lips, never making eye contact. Top Dawg then got up, unzipped his pants and slipped them off. He then sat back on the bed, as that big cock rested on the bed spread between his outstretched legs. Smitty then got on all fours before Top Dawg's legs, his mouth agape, open in anticipation. Top Dawg smiled, he had Smitty well trained. Top Dawg then grabbed his mammoth cock and proceeded to jerk it while observing Smitty's face. Smitty leaned forward, but knew better than to move any closer without being told. His saliva began to gather and drool out the sides of his mouth. Top Dawg had him mesmerized and would have played this scene out more if he didn't have some other appointments to get to. He then released his cock as it fell heavily to the bed between his legs. "Meal time," Top Dawg whispered to Smitty. With that Smitty moved in staying on all fours. He wormed his face in between Top Dawg's muscular thighs. With his tongue, he lapped at Top Dawg's soft, hefty meat. Purring in pleasure as his tongue lapped up and down the top and sides of Top Dawg's stiffening cock. Then, not using his hands, Smitty wormed his tongue under that purple, bulbous head and hefted up and into his anxious mouth. His lips clamped firmly around that baby and he slowly began to munch on his treat. Slowly he inched forward as he sucked in more and more of that delicious cock into his hungry mouth. When his nose finally pressed against Top Dawg's pubic hair and his chin rested on those huge balls, Top Dawg sighed. "Yeah, suck that cock. Make it big and mean," Top Dawg said as he leaned back on his elbows watching his big cock getting devoured by Smitty's mouth. He watched and felt Smitty's expert mouth and tongue worked feverishly on his aching cock as it expanded into its ass splitting 13 inches of cast iron beauty. Smitty worked fiercely on Top Dawg's manhood, gorging on that monster cock. Top Dawg watched and smiled. He knew that any minute now he would be tearing up another tight ass. Finally, with his cock slick and blood engorged from Smitty's voracious sucking, Top Dawg coughed. Smitty immediately stopped sucking on that monster and climbed up on the bed, on all fours. "That's it, Smitty. Now show me that hot, sweet fuck hole," Top Dawg said as he got up, grabbed a bottle of lube from the nightstand, and returned to the foot of the bed behind his future conquest. Smitty, with his head now lowered onto the bed, reached back and spread his ass cheeks wide. Top Dawg smiled at the sight of that puckered hole winking back at him. He greased up his huge fuck pole then climbed up onto the bed. As he moved in close, Top Dawg rubbed that pretty ass with his cock. Smitty flexed and wiggled his ass cheeks and purred lowly. "Yeah, somebody wants this big cock planted up their hot little ass," he said as he rubbed the cock head into the crack of Smitty's exposed ass. "Oh, yeah, give me that cock. Fuck my ass, man. I need your cock slicing up my ass," Smitty pleaded. Top Dawg chuckled to himself as Smitty's ass bucked back every time his cock head brushed past that sweet rosebud. Then, with a gasp escaping Smitty's lips, Top Dawg centered onto that tight opening and forcefully pushed inside. Groans and moans came from his willing quarry, as Top Dawg wormed his huge cock ever deeper into those tight confines. He loved the soft, velvety feel of Smitty's ass as it gripped tightly, squeezing his cock so exquisitely. He also loved how his ass quivered when he brushed over his prostate and then clenched even tighter around his mighty cock. "Oh, yeah, I love your hot little ass, man. Feel what you do to my big cock," Top Dawg moaned as he had finally worked his entire cock deep into Smitty's fully stretched ass. "Aaah, yeah, gimme that baby. I want it all," Smitty begged. Then Top Dawg grabbed onto his hips and began to slowly long dick that sweet ass. For over fifteen minutes he slowly fucked Smitty's tight hole. He loved the sensations that gripped him as his cock pushed in and pulled out of that ass. But, time was wasting and Top Dawg knew Smitty was hungry for cock. It had been over a week since he last fucked this pretty ass. Within minutes, Top Dawg was working that ass like the pro he had become and Smitty was jerking wildly on his own hardened cock. "Yeah...yeah...yeah...gimme this ass. Take my cock, man. Take it all!" Top Dawg wailed as he tore into Smitty's hole. With his body now slamming up hard against Smitty, Top Dawg took that ass. He took it and made it his own. His own personal fuck hole. All for his own use, wherever, whenever. Continuing his vicious attack, Top Dawg drove his thunder cock hard and deep. He smiled as he heard Smitty grunt and gasp. After pounding away at that hot fucking ass for another twenty minutes, Top Dawg was ready to plant his seed up that baby. "Oooh, yeah, fuck my ass, man. Damn, that feels so good," Smitty groaned. "I want your hot cum up my ass, man. Breed me, man. Breed my ass." "Ah, yeah, take my cum. I'm gonna bury a load up your hot ass, man," Top Dawg wailed. Then with a powerful blast, Top Dawg's cock erupted inside Smitty's tight ass. His deeply spewing cum now embedding itself into Smitty's guts. Cum leaked out beside Top Dawg's thrusting cock as he continued to wail away on that ass while filling it with his hot load. With a final blast of cum, Top Dawg withdrew his monster cock, and began to rub it all over Smitty's backside spreading the last dribbles of his cum onto those sweet ass cheeks. "Well, hope you enjoyed getting another load of my cum, buddy," Top Dawg said as he got up and swung his huge, muscle bound frame off of the bed. "Yes, this is your ass, baby" Smitty smiled back at him over his shoulder. Top Dawg was already pulling on his clothes, already thinking about his next adventure in ass fucking. Smitty lay on the bed snuggling up to his pillows, sighing and soon drifting off to dreamland. Top Dawg saw himself out and was soon on his way to the gym for a Saturday morning work out. As he pulled into the lot, he was happy to see Jarrod Davis' car. Jarrod is a trainer at the gym who Top Dawg had been messing around with for over a year now. He had been out of town, visiting relatives and must have just returned. Top Dawg smiled to himself, grabbed his gym bag and sauntered inside. There were a dozen or so patrons working out as Top Dawg made his way to the locker room. After quickly changing into a skin tight pair of shorts and loose, but skimpy and tattered tank top, he headed out to the weight room. Heads turned as he passed. Top Dawg smiled at the attention his finely chiseled, muscular body always drew. Halfway through his routine, he saw Jarrod enter this area of the gym. They smiled knowingly at one another while Jarrod went about his business, showing some new client around the gym, acquainting him with the equipment. When they came near Top Dawg, Jarrod introduced the new guy, Mike Dillon, to Top Dawg noting that they'd probably be seeing a lot of each other around here. Top Dawg eyed Mike up and down. He was about 6' 2" and had a nice looking body. His upper torso was filled out nicely and easily visible through a loose, mesh shirt. But his shorts were to loose and baggy for Top Dawg to size up that area. Jarrod winked at Top Dawg as they headed off to continue their tour of the gym facilities. About thirty minutes later, as Top Dawg finished a leg and glute routine, he got up to admire his body in a nearby mirror. He saw past his reflection and smiled as Jarrod and Mike were both gawking at his phenomenal body from across the room while Top Dawg stretched and flexed. Top Dawg then gathered his things and hit the showers. He lathered up his body then spent several minutes rinsing off the soap and relaxing as the hot water poured over his mighty frame. He returned to his locker, dried off and dressed. As he was leaving the locker room, Top Dawg stopped at a vending machine and got a fruit juice as he watched Jarrod leaving the office, and showing Mike out the front. Top Dawg stood there taking a gulp of his drink as Jarrod returned to the office. "How was your trip?" he asked. "It was great. I got to see some old friends, too, that I haven't seen in years," Jarrod answered as he hung at the door to the office. "So you gotta get anywhere in particular right now," he then asked, a familiar gleam in his eye. "Naw, I don't have to be at the diner until 6:00 tonight," Top Dawg answered. "You need some help with anything?" he finished as he grabbed himself through his shorts. The broad smile he received and the anxious sigh that escaped Jarrod's lips were the answer he wanted. This game was on. Jarrod led Top Dawg into the office then shut and locked the door. He wasted no time and quickly was on his knees before this huge black stud, feverishly undoing his shorts. Within seconds Jarrod had a huge black cock waving at him as Top Dawg slipped off his shirt. "Man, I sure missed this," Jarrod said as he reached out and grabbed that thick, black pole and squeezed and fondled it lovingly. "Did you miss me?" he then asked Top Dawg, looking up at him. "I sure did, man," he answered. "Ah, and that moist mouth, too," Top Dawg sighed as Jarrod wrapped his lips around that delicious cock and sucked him into his eager mouth. Jarrod grabbed tightly onto the base of Top Dawg's thick manhood and gently munched on and flicked his tongue over that mighty cock, bringing it to life as he did. Top Dawg moaned in pleasure as his huge tool was again getting the attention it deserved. He watched as Jarrod's lips stretched and wrapped tightly around his growing cock. "Mmmmm, that feels good," he sighed. "Tastes good, too," Jarrod responded, then gobbled it back down. Top Dawg leaned his broad shoulders back against the door, his hips jutting out toward Jarrod. The sensations of Jarrod's warm, moist mouth were soon doing a hot number on his cock. He loved the feel of Jarrod's tongue, lips, and mouth as they worked their magic on his now throbbing meat. For several minutes, Jarrod bobbed up and down on that thick, black shaft while Top Dawg moaned and groaned in pleasure. He placed one hand on top of Jarrod's head and slowly began to pull him in even closer. Jarrod knew what he wanted and opened even wider as that huge cock pushed deeper, entering Jarrod's throat. A low gurgling sound escaped Jarrod's mouth as Top Dawg's cock sunk even deeper. It wasn't long before he was sawing his massive cock in and out, slowly, in and out, over and over again. Jarrod whipped out his own cock and was jerking himself wildly while Top Dawg continued forcing the full length of his thick, black cock down the trainer's throat. "Mmm, yeah, suck that cock, man. Yeah, take it deep," Top Dawg encouraged after taking the final gulp of juice. He tossed the empty bottle in the trash can by the desk, then reached down and grabbed Jarrod's head with both hands. Standing upright now, Top Dawg proceeded to buck and rotate his hips, driving his wonder cock into those luscious confines. Jarrod then shot a load of cum that splattered on the tiled floor and on Top Dawg's shins and ankles. "Man, I need to get some of that sweet ass of yours," Top Dawg then said to Jarrod as he pulled his head back off of his aching cock. "Oh, yeah, I need that, too," he responded as he stood up. Top Dawg moved behind Jarrod and directed him toward a small love seat in the corner of the office. While Jarrod slipped out of his clothes and knelt up on the love seat, Top Dawg grabbed a bottle of lotion from a shelf on the wall beside them. He was soon prepared to get some of that waiting treasure. Jarrod had reached back, spreading his ass cheeks. Top Dawg looked down at that puckered hole as Jarrod flexed his ass and that rose bud seemed to wink back at him. Top Dawg smiled as he guided his mighty fuck tool toward its waiting target. "Yeah, open wide, Jarrod, cause here comes daddy." Top Dawg chuckled. "Yeah, give it to me. Give it to me good," Jarrod said, looking back over his shoulder. As the huge cock head made contact with Jarrod's tight opening, a shiver ran up his spine in anticipation of the phenomenal fucking that huge cock would soon be giving him. A low gasp escaped Jarrod's lips, as his tight sphincter was pried open by the entry of Top Dawg's huge cock head. "Yeah gimme that ass," Top Dawg demanded as his throbbing cock began its forceful entry. "Damn, it's so fucking hot up in here." Jarrod grimaced and struggled to stifle a scream as the pain of that entry invaded all of his senses. But, he was equally well aware of the wonderful sensations he would soon be experiencing. After about five minutes, Top Dawg had wormed his entire shaft deep into that fully stretched ass. He grabbed firmly onto Jarrod's hips and pulled that ass in tightly against his grinding crotch. "Yeah, this is one sweet ass," Top Dawg moaned. "Ooooh, yeah. It feels so nice being filled with your big cock," Jarrod moaned back his ass finally tingling with a wanton lust and anticipation. "Well, then, it's time to get busy," Top Dawg said. He then began to slowly fuck Jarrod's tight ass. He loved the feel of Jarrod's ass as it squeezed tightly around his throbbing cock. Top Dawg didn't waste much time and was soon frantically fucking away. While slamming his body against Jarrod's hot ass, top Dawg drove his cock hard and deep. He would never get enough. His cock worked that ass like it was his first fuck of the morning. For twenty minutes that ass was beautifully plundered and ravaged. Jarrod squirmed and begged for more and more. "Fuck me, man. Fuck me, good," he continued to gasp as Top Dawg took that ass to the limit. "Ah, yeah, take my cock, Jarrod. Take it all," Top Dawg yelped as he stepped up his power fucking yet another notch. Sweat formed on his brow as his cock went to town on that hot, tight ass. He loved the sight of his cock ripping in and out of yet another sweet fuck hole. He loved the feel of hot ass flesh gripping tightly around his big pole as he drilled for oil. He got off on the power his mighty cock had over every ass it met. Damn, I'm gonna breed this ass, man. I'm gonna fill it with my cum, baby," Top Dawg grunted. "Oh yeah, gimme that seed, baby. Plant it up my ass," Jarrod answered. With a powerful thrust, Top Dawg drove his cock up Jarrod's sweet, tight hole. As it hit the root, his cock blew a heavy load of cum into the deepest recesses of that hot hole. His cock jerked and spewed while both men sighed and gasped in pleasure. With his cock finally sated once more, Top Dawg pulled free. A soft plopping sound was emitted as his huge cock head popped free. Top Dawg smiled to himself as he saw the gaping hole left by his huge cock. "As always, that was one hot fuck," Jarrod sighed as he twisted his body and collapsed into the love seat. "Yeah, it sure was," Top Dawg agreed as he retrieved his clothes near the door. They both then pulled on their clothes and Jarrod walked out to the front with his hot stud of a client. As they walked out into the front entryway, Top Dawg turned back to Jarrod. "So, is Mike gonna become a member?" he asked, hoping to feel Jarrod out about yet another possible conquest for his ass starved cock. "Yeah, I think so, but don't go getting any ideas," Jarrod said. "He's married. But, I gotta run. See ya later," Jarrod said as he turned around and went back into the gym. "Yeah, he's married," Top Dawg smirked to himself. "I ain't no fool, I saw the way he looked at me in the mirror. Married, huh? Yeah, we'll see," he mumbled to himself as he got into his car. He was driving home from the grocery store about an hour later when he saw one of his bus boys, Derrick, walking along the street. Top Dawg honked and pulled over. Derrick got into the car and announced he was heading home to change for work. "So, did my partner Jamal get the job?" he asked. "Yeah, I told him to come in on Monday morning and we'll see how it works out from there," Top Dawg said. "Thanks, man, I appreciate that," Derrick answered. "I'm sure he'll do great. How can I thank you," he smiled at Top Dawg. "Well, you can come over and help me put these groceries away," Top Dawg smiled back, knowing that he would also tap Derrick's hot, little ass before taking him home.