Date: Thu, 20 Sep 2007 23:00:09 EDT
From: NPhillydogg@aol.com
Subject: college ball-4

	Jeremiah University is a predominately black college campus in
Minnesota Maryland. It's a large school, and very well received by the
College Guide Association Of America. There was a large library, an
auditorium, a sports center, a stadium, a student hall, an academic
building where classes resumed, male and female dormitories, a clock tower,
and several houses where the college fraternities and sororities pledge.

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COLLEGE-BALL-4

	Tyrome ran back down to the ball court to continue practice with
the team. Coach Brown had just finished sucking his dick for the first time
in his upstairs office. Ty was still shocked by the ordeal when he walked
back onto the court.

"Yo..., wussup Rome?" asked Derek Wilson, stopping in mid-play to see what
the Coach wanted.

"huh..?" asked Ty, dazed by what happened.

"You alright, man? What the Coach wanna talk to you about?" asked Mikiah
Washington, walking over towards him.

"Oh..., he just wanted to chew my ass out!" said Ty, blushing at his own
choice of words.

"But everything kew?" asked Jason, concerned.

"Yeah man..., let's get this practice over!" said Ty enthusiastically,
trying to pump up his team. Derek threw Ty the ball, as Ty passed it off to
Jason as they all ran back down court. Ty stopped and looked up at the
Coach's office window over looking the practice court, and sure enough
there he stood, watching them like some overlord as he jerked his meat out
of sight.


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	After practice, Ty was dying to let his teammates in on the fact
that Coach Brown was a faggot, and that he even sucked him off up in his
office during practice. But common sense told him to keep that secret to
himself, especially since Coach had it in his head that HE was a gay one
and had sucked Clarence Johnson off in the showers. Ty knew Coach Brown
would defend himself by outing him if Ty did so first. Ty felt trapped
between a rock and a hard place, as he was deathly afraid of his biggest
secret getting out.

	Ty showered as quickly as he could, not wanting to risk another run
in with Clarence or Coach. After his shower, he went out ot his locker
where he spotted Clarence laughing it up with several guys from the
team. He wondered if they were laughing about him? Had Clarence betrayed
him and told them about their little encounter at the hotel? A second later
Ty realized he was just being paranoid, and quickly threw on his clothes
and left without saying anything to anyone.

	Back at the frat house, word started to circle of Ty's strange
behavior. Several of the guys decided to take him out to one of the local
clubs off campus to try to take his mind off his ailing game. It was their
first outing off campus since returning to school. Ty agreed to go, eager
for a chance to get away from the college, the game, Coach, and Clarence
Johnson.
	They went to a ghetto club, one they knew wouldn't bother to card
them for their fake I.D.'s. The music was pumping as the crowded dance
floor moved with bodies trying to get their groove on. Ty ordered himself a
beer at the bar, as he eyed the closest honey to him. "Sup?" he said to the
older (31) woman, flashing his bright teeth and dazzling smile. Ty and the
others liked scouting older women, as they all seemed more mature and eager
to please over college girls their age. Ty was just starting to relax and
get into the atmosphere when he spotted his teammate Derek Wilson walking
into the club with Clarence.

"What the fuck...?" asked Ty, abandoning the girl and his drink as he
walked over to Derek. "What's HE doing here?" he asked, angrily.

"uh..., nothing. I invited him." said Derek, shocked by Ty's
demeanor. Clarence merely smiled at him as he walked by and up to the bar
to order a drink.
	Ty was livid.

"What the fuck'r you doing here?" asked Ty, appearing next to Clarence as
the bartender handed him his brew.

"Chill man..., I'm just here to see what kinda night life the city has."
said Clarence.

"You're in the wrong kind of bar for that, ain't you?" asked Ty
sarcastically, suggesting Clarence belonged in a gay bar instead.
	Clarence smirked as he took his first swig. "You KNEW this night
out was for me! Why'd you have to come and spoil it?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." said Clarence, calmly. "I just
came for a drink."

"Bullshit! You know you came here to rub my face in our bet!" accused Ty.

"What bet?" asked Clarence, mindful of the patrons seated around them.

"You know damn well what bet!" argued Ty over the music. "What'r you gonna
do, hang it over me the entire semester? When'r you gonna cash it in?"

"I'm still waiting for you to ask me nicely." teased Clarence, jokingly.

"Ask nicely?" shouted Ty, flabbergasted. "You're crazy if you think I'm
gonna ask you to do THAT to me! Why don't you just DO IT and get it over
with? Why do we have to drag this out? You KNOW this bet is fucking up my
game! That's why you're keeping me hanging, toying with my head about when
you're gonna come to collect! Why not just be a man about it and TAKE what
you want?"

	Clarence chuckled.  "Relax, dawg...it ain't even like that, for
real..."

	"Bullshit! You KNOW that's why my game sucked today! You want my
place as Captain, don't you?" assumed Ty, grasping at straws.

"Look, Ty...if you want to break off the bet, I'm good with that!" offered
Clarence, stunning Ty. "We don't have to go through with it!"

"So you don't want to fuck me now?" asked Ty, causing the girl beside him
to double take.

"All I'm saying is..., you were right. It was wrong for me to trick you
into having sex with me." whispered Clarence.

"We already got past that! THIS was about the bet! I don't welch out of my
bets!" declared Ty.

"You're not welching..., I'm offering to break it off!" assured Clarence.

"Don't do me any favors!" said Ty. "I'm willing to go through with it! I
lost the bet fair and square!"

"So you WANT me to fuck you?" asked Clarence.

"I didn't say that..." defended Ty.

"So what are you saying then?" asked Clarence.

"I'm just saying..., I don't welch on my bets!" clarified Ty, moving on
deeper into the club.
	Clarence wasn't sure what just happened. Was Ty telling him he
wanted to go through with the bet because he really wanted to get fucked
again, or was he just trying to obligate some stupid bet? Clarence HAD to
find out.
	Meanwhile, Tyrome was going through his own confusion. Here
Clarence was willing to let him off the hook, yet Ty practically told him
he rather do the bet. What kind of crazy decision was that? Ty ordered
another beer, trying to drown all of his confusion and frustrations in a
bottle. He saw his teammates Mikiah and Carter talking to a couple of older
women in a corner, doing their best to score some easy pussy before heading
back to campus. Jason (the token white player) was getting some odd looks
from the predominately black clientele, but he ignored the evil eyes from
the bruthas and concentrated on the sistas instead. Derek was back in
conversation with Clarence, drinking freely and laughing as if he was
really enjoying the young boy's company. Ty started to wonder what was UP
with Derek and Clarence?

	About 30 minutes later, Ty noticed the two slipping out of the
bar. Ty thought it was odd as neither had told any of the guys that they
were leaving. Tyrome had more than a few beers in his system, and wasn't
thinking clearly as he jumped up from his stool to find Carter and Mikiah.
	Mikiah was coming out of the ladies room with one of the older
women he was talking to earlier, zipping his pants when he ran into Tyrome
at the door. It was obvious that he'd been inside either getting his dick
sucked or fucking the older whore in one of the lady stalls. He smiled at
Tyrome, knowing he knew what was up without having to say it.

"Wussup, man?" he asked, the lump in his pants still prominent.

"Derek just left with Clarence!" said Tyrome, a note of urgency in his
voice.

"So?" asked Mikiah, not seeing the problem.

"Where'd they go?" asked Ty concerned, and more than a little HIGH.

"Who gives a fuck man? They know their way back to campus!" said Mikiah,
wrapping his arm around his date.

"You don't understand, man..." said Tyrome, looking around the club for
Carter.

"Understand what?" asked Mikiah, as Tyrome took off towards the dance floor
to get Carter. He grabbed his boi by the arm and dragged him off the dance
floor.

"What the fuck's up, man??" asked Carter, angry to be dragged away from the
party.

"We gotta find Derek!" said Tyrome, almost frantically.

"Why, what's wrong?" asked Carter, now joined by a concerned Mikiah.

"I saw him leave with Clarence!"

"And...?"

"Clarence is BAD news man! We can't leave Derek alone with him!" said Ty
vaguely, purposely leaving his friends in the dark.

"Why man? What's Clarence done?" asked Carter, looking back at Mikiah who
shrugged his shoulders dumbly. They followed Ty out the front door as he
stood looking around for his teammates. He looked around the corner and
started to venture down into a small side street along the side of the
neighborhood club. He saw two figures down an alleyway behind the club,
standing closely together in what looked like a possible embrace.

"YO...!" he yelled, running down the alley to catch the two in the act.

"What's wrong?" asked Mikiah and Carter, running down behind him.
	Tyrome ran up on Clarence, then grabbed him by the shoulder and
yanked him around forcibly.

"What the fuck'r you two do...?" he asked, stopping in mid-sentence when he
realized they were only sharing a joint.

"What?" asked Derek looking dumbfounded, holding a joint in one hand and a
beer in another.

"What the fuck's your problem?" asked Clarence, dropping his beer bottle on
the ground as it shattered into pieces.

"I, uh..." was all Tyrome had to say, looking around at his friends looking
back at him oddly. "Fuck it!!" he said, storming out of the alley.

"What was that about?" asked Mikiah, as the four brethren looked on in
wonder. "He's seriously losing it man!"

"Maybe one of us should drive him home?" asked Carter, noticing Ty's
slurred speech.

"I'll do it." said Clarence, quickly walking out of the alley to catch up
with Ty. He found him at his car, getting into the driver's seat. Clarence
ran up, tapping on the window for him to open up. Ty sighed as he
contemplated opening up for the guy that's ruined his life thus far. After
a few seconds, he hit the lock button, opening up the passenger side door.

"Can I get a lift back to campus?" asked Clarence, hopping into the car
without waiting for an answer.

"How come you're not back there poisoning the team against me?" asked Ty,
starting the car.

"Poisoning...?" asked Clarence, offended. "Is that what you think I'm
doing?"

"I don't know what to think!" said Ty, pulling out of the parking space
like a madman in his convertible.

"Regardless of what you think, Ty..., I'm not here to undermine you." said
Clarence, sincerely. "I only came here because Jeremiah has a great sports
program and one of the best teams in college ball."
	Tyrome said nothing as he kept his eyes on the road, driving
intently as he felt like an idiot for believing Clarence had it IN for him
somehow.

"So all those times I saw you joking around and laughing with the guys...,
you weren't telling them about how you tricked me into letting you fuck me
in your hotel room?" questioned Ty, needing to get it all out into the
open.

"Hell no!" responded Clarence, defensively. "I don't want them knowing
anymore about me than they need to know!" he said, wanting to keep his
sexuality secret. "I don't want them treating me any different if they knew
I like dick more than pussy!"

"You think the guys would treat you differently?" asked Ty, doubtfully.

"Fuck yeah!" laughed Clarence. "Don't you?" he asked, looking over at the
driver. "This is Sports, man! Jocks! Athletes! They not trying to share the
court with no faggots!"

"You're not the only gay one on the team..." said Ty, under his breath.
	Clarence looked over at him, curiously.

"Who else is gay?" asked Clarence, questionably.

"Coach!" answered Ty, gunning the car through all the lights doing 50mph.

"Coach Brown??" asked Clarence, astonished. "How you know?" he asked.
	Ty hesitated telling Clarence how coach Brown sucked his dick
during practice earlier tonight. He didn't mind outing the older man to the
player, but he stopped short of spilling his own dirty laundry.

"I just know." was all he said, saving himself some embarrassment. How
would he be able to explain how he was duped into letting one teammate fuck
him, and his Coach blow him? What was it about him that allowed these guys
to use his body anyway they saw fit?
	He looked over at Clarence while Clarence was staring out the
window, looking at nothing in particular. Ty stared down Clarence's slowly,
taking in all of his 6 foot 4 inch body as he sat beside him. His eyes
rested in Clarence's lap, his mind wondering what his dick was up to. Ty
shook his head to clear his mind, --must be the beers talking!

"So what you gonna do when you get back to campus?" asked Ty, curiously.

"I dunno..., study...sleep..." said Clarence, absentmindedly.
	Ty gripped the steering wheel tighter as his mind reeled.

"When do YOU wanna conclude this bet?" he asked, trying to sound as casual
as possible.

"You still wanna go through with it?" asked Clarence, sounding surprised.

"I told you, man..., I don't welch on my bets!" said Ty, proudly.

"Kewl." thought Clarence, aloud. "When you want to?"

"Why not finish it tonight?" asked Tyrome. "We can do it and get it over
with while the guys'r still out at the club!"

"Tonight?" asked Clarence, his dick already hardening at the idea. "You
sure you're up to it?"

"Let's just do it, already!" sighed Ty, causing Clarence to chuckle. He'd
rather have had Ty beg for his 12 inch python, but this was okay too. So
long as he got another go at the handsome player's butt, he'd be satisfied.

	Back at school, --they pulled up in front of their frat house where
Ty parked his car in his designated spot. Students just happening by
greeted the two star players as they exited the car and entered the
house. No one looking knew what the two college boiz was up to. No one knew
Tyrome was preparing to get fucked by his younger teammate. To anyone
looking, they just appeared to be two straight guys returning home from a
night out.
	Inside frat members were lying around watching TV, playing video
games, or talking long distance on the phone to family members. Ty took
Clarence upstairs to his room (the best room in the house), and closed and
locked the door. He and Clarence faced each other, nervously. Clarence
moved in to kiss Ty, but Ty refused any intimacy. "We're only supposed to
fuck..." he said, backing off.

"Okay by me." said Clarence, feeling a little hurt as he started to remove
his clothes.
	Tyrome did the same, the two men eyeing each other's bodies and
hard dicks as they came into view. Ty noticed Clarence's thick long dick
immediately, it resembled a long snake hanging down from a tree limb in the
jungle. He began having second thoughts when he saw the size of Clarence's
dick come into view, reminding him of the pain his ass suffered during
penetration. He nearly forgot about the pain his anus was in during the
fucking, but was quickly reminded when the long dong started to rise
between Clarence's thighs.

	Clarence loved Tyrome's tight muscular body, and couldn't keep his
eyes off it as he slowly stripped naked in front of him. Clarence's 12 inch
dick rose quickly as soon as Tyrome was naked, his brown paper bag colored
body looked flawless as he stood vulnerable before his teammate. Clarence
motioned for him to get on the bed on his hands and knees, easing up behind
him as Ty jet his ass outward towards him.
	Clarence knelt down behind Ty, kissing his round beautiful butt
cheeks. He pulled the brown globes apart to reveal the hair lined crack and
the puckered anus. Clarence licked his lips hungrily as he leaned his face
in between the brown buns and began eating. "Oh shit, man...!" gasped Ty
aloud when he felt the tongue licking across his anus. He'd never had his
asshole used in sexual reference before Clarence came into his life. With
all of the women and girls he's fucked over the years, not ONE of them had
ever licked, touched, nor fingered his ass like Clarence had. Ty found it a
reluctant erogenous zone. He didn't like how vulnerable it made him feel,
but he also knew he could never walk away from it now that he'd been turned
onto it.

	Clarence munched on the tight butt hole, shoving his tongue inside
to help loosen the anal ring. He knew from previous experience with Ty that
if he ate and fingered his ass just right, he'd open up like a flower ready
to be plucked. Tyrome was just drunk enough to really allow himself to get
loose with the oral loving. He lowered his head to the bed, hiking his ass
high in the air as Clarence pressed his handsome face all up into his
ass. Clarence went wild, tongue fucking and fingering the tight pucker
until Tyrome was moaning from pure pleasure. He was instantly recalled to
the shower the other day when Clarence finger fucked him to climax, his
dick brick hard between his legs and already starting to drip clear pre-cum
at the tip.
	Clarence flipped Tyrome over onto his back, spreading his muscular
legs as he shoved them up against the prone player's chest and proceeded to
eat his ass some more. Ty whimpered weakly as his anus was slowly consumed
and devoured like a pussy. He felt completely at Clarence's mercy as the 18
yr old searched for his prostate.

"Shit man...!!" gasped Tyrome, his dick leaking pre-juice all over his
tight abs. He grabbed his own legs, locking his elbows around the backs of
his knees as he looked down at the 6 foot 4 tall ball player making a feast
out of his asshole.
	Clarence was slowly fisting his own hardon, preparing it for the
journey into Ty's backside. When he removed his tongue from the quivering
anus which flexed in and out with passion, he stood up and placed the head
of his shinny prick up to Ty's hole.

"You want me to continue...?" he asked, spitting into his hand to smear it
all over his python.

"Yeah man..., fuck me!" whispered Tyrome, drunk and horny.
	Clarence smiled to himself as he slowly inched his massive meat
inside.

	Tyrome felt the huge dick head prying open his anal ring. He bit
his lower lip to try to stifle a scream as his anus stretched widely to
accommodate the huge phallus. "Shit...!!!" he yelled aloud, his eyes
popping as the head broke through the ring.
	Clarence leaned down over his body and began sucking his erect
nipples. Tyrome gasped, grunted, and panted as Clarence bit, sucked, and
nibbled his erect rivets while pushing more and more of his amply ample
sized dick into his ass.

	Clarence was fully attracted to Tyrome, he found his athletic body
and handsome face quite appealing, but it was his cocky demeanor and
attitude that really got Clarence's dick standing stiff. Ever since he
first met Tyrome during those unofficial meetings to coax him into joining
Jeremiah University, he wanted nothing more than to dick the talented ball
player down. He knew it could happen, knowing Ty was in his last year of
school and desperate for a championship to finish it off with a bang. He
knew his opportunity came in that hotel room when Ty hesitated about the
offer to fuck his ass instead of storming out the door like Clarence
expected. Clarence couldn't believe his luck when he had the famous college
baller on his hands and knees, ass to the air waiting for his thick
sausage.
	Getting Tyrome once would have been a trophy on any man's mantel
piece, but getting him twice was something close to special as Clarence
ground his ball sack into Tyrome's ass, indicating his entire 12 inch
python buried deep.

	By now Clarence was sucking gently on Ty's neck, keeping his mind
busy while taking advantage of his body. Tyrome lay under him, his legs
raised up around Clarence's torso and anchored by his forearms. Tyrome's
own hard dick lay throbbing against his stomach, his abs now soaked in
pre-cum. His skin quivered as Clarence suckled the side of his neck (one of
Tyrome's weak spots). He groaned aloud as Clarence started to slowly move
his hips back and forth, effectively fucking his asshole with nice long
comfortable strokes.
	Tyrome felt the extremely long male phallus moving back and forth
through him, his toes curling from the sensation as Clarence began fucking
him.

	Tyrome thought back to all the girls he fucking over the years. All
the sweet pussies he sucked and stuck his dick into until he came. All the
hairy mounds and shaved twats, all the tight holes and loose caves he
pummeled and shared with friends and teammates. In all the cases where he
fucked women, he never thought he'd find himself in the position of getting
fucked.
	Clarence Johnson kissed Ty about the neck and shoulders while he
moved back and forth through his asshole. He slid his dick smoothly through
the anal ring, fucking firmly into the body of his teammate and stiffest
competition. He couldn't believe how tight Ty's hole was on his dick,
squeezing the shaft like a long tube as it slid back and forth faster and
longer. Clarence covered Ty's mouth with his own, kissing the straight
man's lips even as Ty gasped for breath. Ty tried avoiding Clarence's mouth
by turning his head out of the way, but Clarence merely followed him until
their lips met. He pushed his tongue into Ty's mouth, making him kiss him
soulfully. When Ty tried to refuse him entry, Clarence rammed his hips
forward to bury his dick clear up to his bloated balls. Tyrome screamed
painfully, opening his mouth wide as Clarence suckled his tongue.

	Forced to submit, Tyrome gave in and allowed Clarence his way. He
kissed the tall ball player back passionately, his lust steady building
with each new thrust Clarence shoved into his body.
	Tyrome couldn't believe how hard his dick was, pulsating wildly 2
inches off his stomach as he kissed Clarence back. Ty reserved that his
reaction was from the beers, having consumed more than his fair share at
the club tonight. He refused to believe that his dick was hard and his body
was reacting the way it was because he liked it. It HAD to be the
alcohol. He wasn't gay like Clarence. He didn't have the same attraction
towards men that Clarence did. He liked women and loved pussy. It was
definitely the beer that got him to react this way!

	Clarence didn't care what excuses Ty needed to get fucked, all he
cared about was getting his gigantic dick inside the team captain and
fucking his brains out. Clarence had fucked his fair share of straight
asses in high school, and knew the ones who would never do it again from
the ones that would be knocking on his door late at night looking to "hang
out". Clarence knew Tyrome fit in the latter category. He was the kind of
guy that would always have a women in his life either as a girlfriend or a
wife, but would also always have a spare dick on the side to drill his hole
whenever the need called. And by Tyrome's reactions, Clarence figured the
need would call often.
	Tyrome grabbed the back of Clarence's head, and started to serious
suck face. The passion had hit him like a ton of bricks as he started to
suck hard at Clarence's mouth while stroking his own hardon
frantically. The hard dick moving in and out of his ass was turning him on
like nobody's business. Tyrome spread his legs wider, trying to hump up at
the pummeling penis as it pounded into his asshole at full length.

"You're starting to like this now, eh?" asked Clarence, ready to gloat as
he ripped his tongue from Ty's mouth like stealing candy away from a baby.
	Ty looked up into Clarence's face, his eyes all glossy with lust
and desire. "You want me to keep fucking you?" asked Clarence, wanting to
hear Tyrome say so. Ty merely moaned, his mind in disarray as his body was
fucked masterfully. Clarence watched his face turn euphoric as he stroking
in and out of him, his long hard dick massaging the tight sphincter and
prostate to the point of pleasure. Ty's eyes flew open when Clarence
removed his dick, pulling the entire shaft out and bringing him to his
senses.

"What's wrong...?" asked Ty, looking up in shock as his ass felt totally
empty.

"You want me to put it back in?" asked Clarence, poising his huge dick just
outside the hole. "You want me to keep fucking you?"

"Fuck man..." groaned Ty in frustration, looking down at the long snake
sitting outside his body, still glistening with the juices from his
insides.

"Tell me, nigga! Tell me how much you want me to fuck you, and I'll put it
back in!" said Clarence.

"Fuck man, don't do this shit to me...!" begged Tyrome, looking back up
into Clarence's eyes.

"You want it?" asked Clarence, wanting to hear it badly.

"You know I do, niggah!" said Ty, admitting it finally.

"Then SAY it then!" ordered Clarence.

"Fuck me, man!" said Tyrome, saying it for the first time. "Put it back in
me! Fuck me like you just did..., that shit felt so fucking good!"

"You gonna let me fuck you again after this?" asked Clarence, wanting to do
this regularly. "You willing to be my bitch now?"

"Yeah man, whatever you want! Just fuck me! Don't stop!!"
	Clarence smiled form ear to ear as he quickly slipped his dick back
up inside Tyrome's tight asshole. Ty gasped again when the dick penetrated
him, digging deep into his body like a drill. He felt it pushing up into
him, filling his vacated rectum and making him feel whole again. `Shit...'
–he thought to himself, baffled that another man's dick could make him feel
this way. Was this how he made all the girls he fucked feel? Did his dick
turn them on as much as Clarence's dick turned him on?
	Clarence watched the glossiness return to Ty's eyes. A far away
look took over his expression as he stroked his prick hard to the rhythm of
the dick fucking him. Clarence knew by the way Ty's muscles popped and his
body stiffened, that he was getting very close to blowing his
load. Clarence fucked in and out of Ty's body with hard steady strokes,
never letting up on his prostate as he beat the inner organ into a
frenzy. When Tyrome finally started to scream that he was going to cum,
Clarence ripped his dick from the hole and bent down to capture the head in
his mouth. Tyrome's dick pulsed and shot 9 thick ropey loads of thick hot
cum into Clarence's sucking mouth. Tyrome withered and whimpered as the
sperm shot from his body in thick gushes. When he was done, Clarence
straightened back up and shoved his dick back up into Ty's ass. Ty screamed
again at the unexpected entry as Clarence bore down and started fucking him
hard and rough.

	Up until this point Clarence had been sweet to Tyrome's ass,
treating it with kid gloves to make it feel good to him. But now that lust
had totally consumed Clarence, all pretenses were tossed to the wind as he
humped hard into the buttock beneath him.
	Tyrome felt every single stroke as the long hard dick sliced
through his bare bottom like a butcher's knife, slicing through his buns
and tearing off a piece of his soul. Tyrome felt like he was being totally
ravaged, taken and over whelmed by the sheer mass of dick plummeting his
beautiful body. Clarence fucked into him for 5 solid minutes nonstop,
burying his massive dick over and over in short strokes to insure total
insertion until his balls tightened and his dick started hosing Tyrome's
murky insides with a full spray of potent teen cum.

	Tyrome felt every jot of semen as it spurt into him in heavy
doses. Clarence groaned and grunted like a man in pain as the orgasm ripped
from his body violently. He collapsed on top Tyrome even before his dick
stopped cumming. He empty its cargo inside the athlete as Tyrome enveloped
him in his arms, holding him tightly as their hearts beat against each
other's chests in dueling drums.
	They stayed like that until they both fell into a drunken
sleep. Spending the entire night together in each other's arms until day
break.

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