Date: Tue, 10 Feb 2004 01:17:57 -0600 From: jason moore Subject: Top Dawg, Part 5 Although the characters in this story engage in unprotected sex, we all need to be cautious. So please play it safe and use protection. Meanwhile, enjoy the story...... The story continues as the insatiable black stud, Top Dawg, has spent the night breaking in his latest conquest and hot new man pussy, Mike Dillon. Top Dawg's reputation has been well earned (and dangles heavily between his legs) as eager men wait to be thoroughly plundered by that 13 inch power! Top Dawg, Part 5 Submitted By: Jason Moore After riding Mike Dillon's ass several times the night before, Top Dawg dropped him off at the apartment of one of his friends. Mike had called home, only to get no answer, so he decided to head elsewhere this morning. "Thanks, Top Dawg," he said as he exited the car and leaned back in through the open window. "Anytime," Top Dawg simply answered. "See you around," he then added as he put his car in gear. "We'll have to do this again sometime soon," Mike said. Top Dawg smiled back at him knowing that he now had yet another willing, hot ass added to his stable. He pulled away knowing he would again be plowing away at Mike's tight hole. Top Dawg smiled broadly as he saw Mike in the rear view mirror watching him drive down the street. As he pulled into the lot of the diner, Mrs. Smith was also just arriving. Top Dawg pulled in next to her and got out to help her carry in some supplies and groceries for today's menu. "Thank you so much," she told Top Dawg as they set the goods down in the back storeroom. "Marcus, my husband wanted to ask a favor of you," Mrs. Smith then said. "Anything," Top Dawg smiled back at her. "What does he want?" "Well, Marcus, Mr. Smith is thinking of retiring at the end of the month and Rachelle is going to take over running the grocery store. So, we were hoping you'd take on more of the duties around here. In fact, he really just wants to know if you'd be interested in buying out our share of this business if you want by the end of this year. I know this is a lot to put on you, but we've seen how hard you work and how much you've done to make our business grow. We are pretty well off now and I'm sure Mr. Smith would give you a great deal." "Wow, Mrs. Smith, that is a great offer," Top Dawg responded instantly imagining himself in charge of, no, he thought, owning the diner! "I don't know what to say. But, uh, yeah, of course, I'd love to run things for you." "Well, when I'm through over her, I need to run back by the grocery and I'll let him know. I'm sure everything will work out well, Marcus. Oh, by the way, we had some applicants for that bartender job. They're on your desk," Mrs. Smith said as she left out again. Top Dawg immediately began to think about all the things he could do with the diner. After storing away the groceries, he did some work on the books then went through the mail. He found the two applications for the bartender job and decided to call up the applicants to schedule their interviews. As he was doing so Derrick and Paul showed up. After not reaching anyone at the first number, Top Dawg hung up and told them the news. "Hey, that's great Top Dawg," they both said. "Yeah, it'll be great, all right," Top Dawg agreed. They all went about their business. Top Dawg called the second applicant, but got an answer this time. His name was Darnell Thomas and he had worked as a bartended while going to college. He'd been having difficulty finding a job since graduating and decided to get back into bartending. Top Dawg scheduled his interview for mid-afternoon that day. As he hung up, Derrick and Paul came back into the office. "Well, the diner seems to be all set for the lunch crowd, Top Dawg," Derrick said. "That's good," Top Dawg answered. "So, fellas, we got a good hour or so until Mrs. Smith returns, how about a little celebration for my new position?" Top Dawg smiled at them as he grabbed his crotch." "Sounds good to me," Derrick said as he locked the office door. In no time Derrick and Paul were kneeling at the chair before Top Dawg as he undid his pants. As he whipped out his python cock, Top Dawg smiled at the two bus boys as their eager faces told him this is just what they wanted. His twelve incher flopped down on his thigh as Derrick and Paul moved in. Derrick grabbed that huge cock and began to stroke it. Paul leaned in and licked the helmet. Derrick joined him and soon they were both lapping up and down the thick shaft. Each took a turn to suck in Top Dawg's cock while the other licked from where it disappeared between the other's lips and down to the base. "Ah, yeah, that's it. Suck that cock, baby. Mmmm, yeah, make love to my big cock," Top Dawg encouraged. The two cock hungry slaves worked Top Dawg's big, black tool, slobbering all over its entire length and girth. Top Dawg relaxed back into the chair as Derrick and Paul worked his cock expertly. With light sighs and moans they greedily sucked, kissed, and lapped at the huge fuck pole. When that amazing cock finally grew to its monumental fullness, Top Dawg sat up. "I need a hot fucking ass," he said. "Get those asses out and ready," he then demanded. Derrick and Paul both stood up, tore out of their jeans, and turned around as Top Dawg grabbed a handful of each ass. As they both bent over, exposing their asses, Top Dawg reached over to a desk drawer and pulled out some lube. With a finger of each hand, he dug up into those tight, puckered holes preparing them for his big cock. Derrick and Paul both squirmed and clamped down tightly around Top Dawg's fingers as he dug in deep. "Oh, yeah, my hot fuck holes are both ready for some good reaming," Top Dawg finally said as he finished liberally lubing them. He then stood up, kicking the chair back as he slid down his jeans. He instructed Paul to bend over on the desk as Derrick cleared it off. Within seconds, Top Dawg guided his cock toward his first quarry. With a sharp jab, he poked his monster cock past the tight sphincter and into the hot flesh and gripping confines of that sweet ass. While Top Dawg began working his cock up Paul's tight ass, Derrick slipped out of his pants and began stroking his cock. "Aaah, yes...yes...yes..." Paul moaned as Top Dawg's cock was soon slicing in and out of his ass. "Yeah, fuck me, Top Dawg. This ass is all yours!" "Yeah, you like this, don't you, baby," Top Dawg said as he slapped Paul's pretty ass. "Yes...oh...yes...give it to me. Give it to me good," Paul moaned. Top Dawg was soon grunting and wailing away at Paul's ass. Eventually Derrick got up on the desk and actually sat on top of Paul's back. "Can I get some of that, too?" he asked as he slid his ass up, leaned back with his hands on the desk on either side of Paul, lifted, then spread his legs wide open. Top Dawg now had two eager asses offered to him. He loved this! He pulled his huge cock from Paul's hot ass and quickly jammed it into Derrick's proffered hole. Almost without missing a beat, Top Dawg began to pound away once more. "Oh, yeah. Oh yeah," Derrick grunted. "Damn, fill me with that big cock, Top Dawg. Fuck me, man. Fuck me." For the next half an hour or so, Top Dawg alternated between both of those hot fuck holes, plowing away at each of them in turn. With the deft precision of a pneumatic drill, he continued plunging away at each ass with the power and energy for which he was now renowned. "Oh yeah, uuggghh...uuugghhh...uugghh," Top Dawg growled "Hot damn! Give up that man pussy. Yeah, this is fucking hot!" Derrick and Paul squirmed and wheeled from the royal pounding they were both getting thanks to the insatiable Top Dawg. Their greedy fuck holes just couldn't get enough. They were both groaning and moaning and begging for more as Top Dawg continued his relentless assault on each ass. "I'm gonna cum, man. I'm gonna cum," Top Dawg finally announced to them both. I wanna cum in your mouths," he then said as he pulled free and took a step back. Derrick and Paul were soon down on their knees, faces side by side and mouths agape. Top Dawg jerked his cock wildly as his two cock sluts, with tongues protruding together, waited for their creamy cum treat. Top Dawg stood up before them, towering over his eager sluts. His gargantuan cock jutting out toward their hungry mouths. Then with a low groan, Top Dawg's balls tightened and a glob of thick, gooey cum spewed out of his throbbing shaft. It splattered on both tongues followed by several more gobs of cum. He aimed his cock down toward his wanton bus boys as it erupted a torrent of cum. Derrick and Paul kept their mouths wide open as Top Dawg jerked his load into both hungry mouths. When the last spurt of cum spewed out, Top Dawg squeezed up his entire shaft, and a drizzle of his man juice oozed out. Both bus boys gulped down their treat then Paul wrapped his lips around Top Dawg's spent cock sucking out every last drop. "Ah, yeah, get it all, baby. Mmmm, suck it all down," Top Dawg moaned. With his needs now met, Top Dawg pulled away as Derrick and Paul cleaned up and got ready for work. Mrs. Smith, Rachelle, and the chef arrived about fifteen minutes later as everyone got ready for the lunch crowd. It was a usual fast paced couple of hours until the crowds thinned out. While Top Dawg was back in the storeroom taking inventory, Mrs. Smith came in and told him her husband wanted to see him tomorrow afternoon at the grocery store to further discuss his plans to turn over the diner to him. She then also informed him the chef was also thinking of retiring, but would wait until we could hire someone new and get that new worker trained. "Well, that'll work," Top Dawg said. "I have one of the bartender applicants coming in this afternoon, but tomorrow will be great." "Great. Rachelle and I are going to go run some errands for now. We'll be back before the supper crowd," Mrs. Smith said. The chef also left to run some errands and bus boys began to prepare for the supper rush. Top Dawg was back in his office when the bartended applicant arrived. Derrick brought him back and introduced him to Top Dawg. As Top Dawg stood to greet Darnell, he saw Derrick giving the applicant an eyeful, then he smiled and winked at Top Dawg, turned, and left the room, closing the door behind him. "Well, Mr. Thomas," Top Dawg began. "I've reviewed your application and just have a few questions." Please call me Darnell," he smiled as he took the seat Top Dawg directed him to. Top Dawg proceeded with his usual line of questions eyeing Darnell all the while. He was about 5 foot 10 and on the thin side, probably 180 pounds Top Dawg guessed. He was dressed somewhat professionally with a pair of slacks, dress shirt and a vest. "Well, you seem to be qualified," Top Dawg finished. "There is another applicant I'm going to interview, Darnell. But, we'll have a decision by the end of next week. I appreciate your interest." "Well, thank you, Mr. Petty. I hope I will be working here, it seems like a nice place. I could really use this job," Darnell went on to say as he stood up from the chair. He reached out to shake hands and as their hands clasped, he continued. "I'd do anything to get this job, Mr. Petty. I really could use the work," he added as he stared intently at Top Dawg. He held that grip and ogled Top Dawg's full frame as they stood there. Top Dawg then knew he'd have a chance at another hot ass and decided to test the waters right then and there. "Well, a lot of my employees do put in some extra work, sometimes," he said as his other hand rubbed the front of his crotch. Top Dawg heard Darnell's almost inaudible, low gasp and caught the gleam in his eye and knew he'd be plowing another ass any minute now. "Uh, yeah, I can do whatever it takes to get the job done, Mr. Petty. I'm a team player," Darnell said as he moved in towards Top Dawg. "I'm certain I can do whatever it takes and pass any test you'd have for me," he then said as he reached down and massaged the Top Dawg's bulging crotch. "Yeah, that's a good start," Top Dawg said. Darnell stood before Top Dawg. He loosened his pants and reached his hand inside. Top Dawg smiled to himself as he saw the look on Darnell's face when his hand wrapped around his cock. "Damn, this is one monster cock," Darnell exclaimed. "Well, the test is how you can service that cock, man," Top Dawg answered. Without a further word, Darnell knelt down before Top Dawg and freed that mighty tool. His hands both caressed the hefty black cock as Top Dawg continued to watch the look on Darnell's face. When he licked his lips, Top Dawg slid his pants further down. "Well the first test is how good well those lips do wrapping around my cock, man," Top Dawg then instructed. Darnell leaned in and stuck out his tongue. He licked the very tip, then ran his tongue along both sides before taking the head between his soft lips. Top Dawg sighed as a warm, wet mouth sucked him inside. Darnell grabbed the thick base in one hand and began to bob away on the end of Top Dawg's huge cock. The feel of that moist mouth and soft tongue lapping at his cock soon had Top Dawg's cock expanding to its full proportion. "Oooh, yeah, suck that cock, man. Damn, that feels so good," he moaned as Darnell was really working his cock. With Darnell sucking away, Top Dawg reached down and put his hands on each shoulder. Darnell could suck a mean cock. "Mmm, this is one tasty cock, Mr. Petty," Darnell said as he pulled away and jerked that baby with both hands. "My friends and employees that know me this good call me Top Dawg," he informed Darnell as his cock was again sucked into that sweet mouth. After several more minutes of this hot blow job, Top Dawg was ready to really take charge. He put a hand on the back of Darnell's head and held him still as he began to buck his hips forward. With each successive thrust he forced in more and more of his glistening black shaft. When he felt his cock pushing into the opening of Darnell's throat, Top Dawg again smiled to himself. With a quick jab, he wormed his cock into down that throat and forced himself fully while pulling Darnell's head forward and crushing his face into his groin. He heard that familiar gasp and gurgle. "Yeah take my cock, man. Take it all," top Dawg demanded. "Yeah, ckoke on it," he added as he swayed his hips and forced his cock down Darnell's throat. He looked down and saw Darnell's eyes bulging, his jaw stretched, and his throat packed with cock. Finally he relaxed his hold, pulled his cock free, and chuckled as Darnell gasped for air. Then, placing both hands on Darnell's head, Top Dawg quickly jabbed his cock back inside. With ever increasing speed, Top Dawg raped that mouth and throat for all he was worth. Saliva dribbled out the sides of Darnell's mouth as Top Dawg force fed him his wicked cock. "Yeah, eat that cock, man. Take it all," Top Dawg demanded as he was now plowing in and out of that luscious mouth. "I'm gonna feed you some hot cum and you're gonna take it, man. You're gonna eat it all!" Darnell simply sighed and moaned back as his mouth and throat were repeatedly plundered by Top Dawg's 13 inches of hot, thick, rock hard cock. He loved the raw power he held and the hot feel as he continually thrust in and out of some more cock hungry prey. This was why he was here. This was what made him Top Dawg! "I'm gonna cum, baby. I'm gonna fill your belly with my cum, man," he finally said as his balls built up another rich, creamy load. Seconds later he plunged in balls deep and again experienced the exquisite feel as his cock exploded down a hot throat. He smiled down at the look on Darnell's face as his cock pumped its load down his throat. With the last gush, Top Dawg pulled free as a string of his cum stretched from the tip of his cock to Darnell's lips. A loud gurgle escaped his lips as he gasped for air while some of Top Dawg's cum bubbled back when Darnell exhaled. "Yeah, eat that cum, man. Swallow it all," Top Dawg demanded as he pulled back on Darnell's head and squeezed the remnants of his cum directly into the open mouth before him. He smiled broadly as he watched Darnell gulp it all down then wrap his lips around the tip of his cock to milk him dry. "Oooh, yeah, get it all, baby," Top Dawg sighed. When Darnell had siphoned the last bit of cum from Top Dawg's spent cock, he sat back on his hunches. "Mmmmm, that was tasty," Darnell said as he licked his lips. "So does this mean I get the job?" "Well you definitely pass the first test," Top Dawg responded. "But the other test will have to wait until later. I gotta get ready for the next rush of customers right now. But, if you are free later tonight we can get round two out of the way." "Well, what do you have in mind?" Darnell asked. Top Dawg wrote down his home address on a piece of paper and handed it to Darnell. "Be at this address tonight at midnight and we'll take it from there, man," Top Dawg instructed. "Sure thing, Mr. Petty, uh, I mean Top Dawg. I'll be there," he said as he got up and straightened himself up. Darnell had just left when Paul came back to the office. "So, Derrick tells me that's one of the bartender guys," he said as he brought in some receipts from that days lunch business. "Are you gonna hire him?" "Not sure yet," Top Dawg answered. "But I'm gonna tap that ass tonight at my place and if that's as good as the blow job I just got, well, he's definitely in contention," Top Dawg laughed as went into the bathroom.