Date: Mon, 26 Oct 1998 14:19:27 PST
From: eagleman_50@hotmail.com
Subject: AFTER THE GAME PLEASURES

   This story is fiction.  The usual disclaimers apply.  It is for adults 
who like reading about sex between teens and adults.  If you like it let 
me know - Eagleman_50@hotmail.com.  Other similar stories can be found 
in the Nifty Archive under Eagleman.

  AFTER THE GAME PLEASURES by Eagleman

   The game had used every resource he had.  It was the first time he 
had played with the bigger guys and he was definitely winded.  He had 
used every ounce of strength and ingenuity to withstand.  His team had 
won, but it hadn't been easy.  All the guys high-fived him after and 
told him he did great and he felt good about it.  He had lasted. Now 
Terry, tired and sweaty, was sitting on a bench in the playground.  He 
really wanted to go upstairs and take a shower, but he had left his key 
in his room and his grandmother was out.  
   Terry was seventeen and lived in the projects in Harlem.  It was a 
hot August evening and he had played ball with the older guys for the 
first time.  Usually, he played with his 'boyees' but he had a 
reputation and they needed another player, so he was in.  He had proved 
himself and was proud.  He was especially proud because out there on the 
court nobody knew about his secret.  He kept it well hidden.  When he 
hung out with his boyees he talked about girls and all that stuff, but 
he really wasn't down with that.  His thing was guys - he liked them.  
He had known this since he was fifteen.  His experience had been slight 
- jerking off with his cousin, reading some porno magazines - that was 
it.  He longed for more but didn't know how to go about orchestrating 
it.  He was waiting to be discovered.  He thought he had good prospects 
- he was handsome, tall for his age: 6'2'', friendly, good body, great 
buns, long dick - all the necessary ingredients.  He just needed 
somebody to mix it for him.
   As he sat on the bench trying to figure out how he was going to get 
into his apartment, Mookie walked up.
   "Good game, bro.  You showed your stuff."  He grinned and sat down 
beside Terry.
   "Thanks, bro.  You the one, man."  Terry really liked Mookie.  He was 
twenty-two, lived in the same building and played great ball.  Mookie 
was, like Terry, tall.  He was muscled from working out.  He was dark 
complexioned, a distinct contrast to Terry who was light.  Right now he 
had on a tank top and shorts.  His rounded, jut-out buns were firmly 
outlined by the tight shorts. He was looking good.  He was the reason 
Terry wore a jock strap when he played.  He didn't want any boners 
popping up because he was scopin' Mookie.  Even with the strap he was 
hard most of the game. And that was another reason he wanted to get 
upstairs, he needed relief real bad.
   "Why you here, dude.  Ain't you gonna clean up?" 
   "Can't.  My grandmothers at church and I left my keys."  Terry was 
annoyed with himself.
   "Hey, no problem.  Come on with me."  Mookie jumped up and began 
walking off.  Terry started to make an excuse, then he saw that ass 
rolling in the shorts and decided to follow Mookie.
   Mookie lived on the ninth floor, Terry on the sixth in the project.  
It was all they knew so they endured it and made the best of it.  The 
elevator got them up to Mookie's place in no time.
   "Everybody's gone, I'm alone.  They went down south for a reunion. I 
gotta work so I couldn't go.  Come on, you know where the shower is."  
Terry knew because all the apartments were the same.  He walked down to 
the bathroom and went in.  He was kind of embarassed and didn't know 
what to do.  Mookie had gone into another room, then Terry heard him 
coming.
   "Hey, you takin' a shower in your clothes."  He grinned at him.
   "No, man. Gimme time."  Terry was reluctant to get undressed in front 
of Mookie, but he knew he had to do something.  He was really expecting 
Mookie to make his exit.  
   "Let me get you a towel and shit."  Mookie left and Terry closed the 
door.  He took off the rest of his clothes and got into the shower.  He 
figured he'd turn on the water, wait for Mookie to hand him a washcloth 
and then watch him make his exit.
   Terry got in, pulled the curtain and got the water going and 
adjusted.  He heard Mookie come in.  Just as he was about to reach out 
for the washcloth Mookie stepped into the shower.  He was naked and his 
dick was standing straight out.  He looked at Terry and smiled.
   "We both need a shower, figured we save water."  Mookie had a smirk 
on his face that spoke volumes.  Terry's dick started matching Mookie's.  
Mookie stepped over to Terry and grasped his dick.
   "Listen, Terry, you don't want this, I'm cool.  Nothing said, nobody 
knows.  If you do and your dicks says you do, then let's do it."  Mookie 
was standing close to Terry whispering in his ear.  Terry looked at 
Mookie and smiled.  Of course, he wanted this.
   "I ain't going nowhere, Mook, I'm stayin'."  Terry put his hand 
around Mookie's hard cock and stroked it.  He had never felt another 
guys' dick before and he liked this.  Mookie pulled Terry to him.
   "Can I kiss you, man?"  Mookie looked deep into Terry's eyes and 
waited.
   "I want whatever you want to give me, Mook."  Terry was hungry for 
Mookie, real hungry.  Mookie kissed him.  For the first time in his life 
Terry had somebody's tongue in his mouth.  He opened up to receive all 
of Mookie's appendage.  Mookie's tongue reached and then encircled 
Terry's and they just swirled around in his mouth.  Terry's arms 
encircled Mookie and held him tight.  The water cascaded down on them as 
Mookie's hands caressed Terry's body.  He broke the kiss and just hugged 
him closely.
   "Terry, turn around man."  Terry turned around and Mookie pulled him 
close to him.  Terry felt Mookie's big dick in the crack of his ass and 
pushed back against it.  Mookie moaned in Terry's ear and sucked his 
earlobe.  Mookie was rubbing Terry's chest, pulling his nipples and 
caressing his stomach.
   "Terry, you a fine nigga, bro, so nice. You could make a dude give up 
women."  Terry laughed, but he snuggled closer to Mookie.  He just 
wished Mookie was his for always and it could be like this.
   "Mookie, I wanna to be with you.  I want this."  He turned his head 
so Mookie could put his tongue back into his mouth.  He felt Mookie's 
hand reaching down between his crack and into his manhole. He couldn't 
believe it.  Mookie's fingers were wet from the water and one just slid 
into Terry's hole with no problem.  Terry felt the finger just slip into 
his anus and up into his hot channel.  He pushed his ass back against 
the finger and wished it could reach further.  Mookie's other hand was 
on Terry's cock stroking it. He kept up the pressure on Terry - stroking 
his dick and fingering his ass.  Terry realized he was going to cum.  
   "Shit, man, I'm coming, oh yeahhhhhhhhhhh."  He felt it deep within. 
It coursed up through his long black dick and splat out against the 
shower wall.  Blast after blast hit the wall and began to run down into 
the tub. 
   "Yeahhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhh."  Terry sagged in Mookie's arms.
   "You nice, bro.  I'm gonna care of you." Mookie kissed him on the 
cheek.  "Let's get outta here.  We need more room."  Mookie stepped out 
of the shower and helped Terry out.  They dried off and went into 
Mookie's bedroom.  Mookie lay down on the bed and pulled Terry on top of 
him.
   "You a virgin, man?"  
   "Yeah, Mook.  I'm givin' it to you, You first."  Terry's mouth was at 
Mookie's ear.  Mookie's hands were roaming all over Terry's body, 
especially his ass.
   "I want this ass.  You down with that?" 
   "I told you, anything you want, Mookie."
   "You know how fab this shit is, Terry?  This is better than pussy, 
man.  I'm gonna show you."  Mookie pulled Terry to him tightly and 
squeezed him.  Terry like being in these strong, muscled arms.  He 
snuggled in and kissed Mookie's ears, his cheeks, his head.
   "Yeah, Terry, love me, man, love me."  Mookie liked this.  He 
realized this kid was hot for him.  They lay there a long time just 
enjoying the feel of each other's body.  For Terry it was a new 
experience and he wanted as much of it as he could get.  He lay on top 
of Mookie and just let his hands roam over his body.  He felt his big 
dick pushing against his and begin grinding into him.  
   "Terry, move up here."  Mookie pulled Terry's body up so that he was 
sitting on Mookie's chest with his dick at Mookie's mouth.  He watched 
as Mookie raised up and began licking his dickhead.  He licked all 
around it and down the side.  Soon he took it in his mouth and began 
sucking it.  He reached around and pulled Terry's ass and got him into a 
fucking movement.  Terry eased his dick in and out of Mookie's mouth.  
He moaned.  
   "Ahhhhhhhhhh, oooooooohhhhhhhh."  Mookie eased off.  He didn't want 
Terry to come yet. 
   Mookie eased himself down in the bed through Terry's legs so that he 
was behind him. He turned around, pushed Terry down on the bed so that 
his ass was sticking up and he parted his cheeks.  He looked at Terry's 
brown spot and reached in to kiss it.  He kissed it and then blew on it. 
Mookie put his face into Terry's crack and began rimming him deep.  His 
tongue reached into Terry's hole and twisted around. He pushed in as far 
as he could and then pulled Terry back on him.  Terry ws beside himself.  
He had no idea anybody did this.  He was on fire.  Mookie raised up and 
looked at him.
   "You like that, Terry?"
   "Shit yeah, man. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Let me do you."
   "Wait, bro.  This is your time now."  Mookie grinned and kissed 
Terry's asscheeks.  He spread them again and went back to rimming.  He 
kept up the pressure on Terry until he was whimpering.  Finally he 
pulled up.
   "Oh God, I love this! I love this!"  Terry screamed out in pleasure.  
Mookie chuckled.   
   "OK, Terry, it's my turn."  Terry had wanted the rimming to last 
forever but he also wanted to love Mookie like he was loving him.  
Mookie instructed Terry to get between his legs as he lay on his back.  
Mookie spread his legs far apart and Terry moved in close.  He took 
Mookie's big dick in his hand and began licking like he had done to him.  
Mookie instructed him how to use his tongue and hide his teeth.  Soon 
Terry was sucking like a pro.  He knew he was because Mookie was lifting 
his hips off the bed and thrashing around like crazy.  The dick was too 
big to get all of it in but he worked well with what he could get.  He 
slurped and licked and brought Mookie to the edge.  Mookie stopped him.
   "You wanna taste my ass?"  
   "Yeah, Mook, I told ya, I wanna do it all, man."
   Mookie lifted his legs and pulled them back to his chest.  Terry got 
a good look at Mookie's puckered opening.  Again, this was a first for 
Terry.  He had never looked at anybody else' asshole.  He looked and 
then bent over.  Just as Mookie had done to him he licked and blew on 
the hole.  Then he put his tongue on the hole and began to push in.  He 
thought it would be gross but he liked it.  The smell was right and the 
feel was good.  He pushed in and got his face deep into Mookie's crack.  
He loved it.  He kept it up for a long time: licking and reaching.  He 
listened to Mookie groan and knew he was right on target.  Without being 
told he lifted off, wet his finger, stuck it in where his tongue had 
been and went back to sucking Mookie's long dick.  Mookie began to buck 
on the bed and soon his dick erupted in Terry's mouth.  Gobs of jism 
slammed into the back of Terry's throat and he swallowed every drop.
   "Ahhhhhhhhhhh, yeah, oh yeahhhhhhhhhhh."  Mookie bucked for a long 
time.
   "Mookie, I like this, man.  Oh shit, I like this."  Terry was laying 
along side of Mookie on his bed.  Actually, Terry had his head on 
Mookie's chest and Mookie was caressing Terry's ass.  Terry reached over 
and felt Mookie's dick.  It was hard again, so was Terry's. 
   "Mookie, you gonna fuck me?  I want you to."
   "What can I say, man.  I'm your servant."  Mookie smiled and kissed 
Terry.  
   Mookie moved over and let Terry lay in the center of the bed.  He got 
between Terry's legs and lifted them so that they were on his shoulders.  
He looked into Terry's handsome face and noticed his green eyes.  He 
thought about how well they contrasted with Terry's light brown skin.  
   "You handsome, Terry, real good lookin'.  You gonna like this. The 
pain ain't gonna'last."
   He looked down at Terry's brown spot. Mookie wet his fingers and 
pushed one in again.  First one, then two, then three fingers went into 
Terry's rectum.  He reached up and felt his prostate and pushed it.  
Terry moaned.  Mookie kept reaching and twisting, preparing Terry for 
his nine-inches.  When he felt it was enough he pulled out, lubed his 
dick and got into place. He pushed and watched the hole begin to expand.  
He pushed some more and watched his dickhead slip in.  Terry said 
nothing, he grimaced, but said nothing.  Mookie's dick kept disappearing 
into Terry's hot ass.  His channel was stretching to accomodate this 
long black rod.  Terry felt Mookie's pubes slap against his asscheeks 
and knew he had it all.  He grinned.  There was pain but it was 
subsiding.  He put his arms around Mookie, pulled him down closer and 
kissed him. This was what he had always wanted and he knew it would be 
good. 
   "You OK, Terry?"  Mookie looked into Terry's eyes to gauge his pain.  
   "Yeah!  Do this thing, man!"  Terry's arm reached around Mookie's 
back and he held him tightly.
   Mookie did it.  He plunged into Terry and pulled back out.  Their 
bodies began pulling and pushing against each other.  Mookie's long dick 
was surrounded by the warmth and tightness of Terry's hot channel.  He 
pistoned into him and enjoyed the feel of his hot ass on his hard dick.  
Terry began lifting his ass to match Mookie's rhythm.  They were working 
together to give each other the maximum pleasure.
   "Ummmmmmmm,"  Terry liked the feel of Mookie's long black dick 
ramming into him.  He had not realized it could be this good.
   "You sweet, man, this hot ass is sweet, Ter."  Mookie held Terry 
tightly and whispered into his ear.  "I'm gonna make you cum again and 
I'm gonna fill you with my stuff, man."
   "Yeah, Mook, this shit is so good, fuck meeeee!"  Terry's hands were 
roaming all over Mookie's muscled body. He kissed his face and nibbled 
his ears.  Terry's legs were wrapped tightly around Mookie's waist, 
pulling him into him.  
   "You hot, nigga, real hot!  You the best! Ohhhhhh!"  Mookie's steel 
rod was pushing Terry's prostate with each stroke.
   "Ohhhhh, yeahhhhhhhh, fuck meeeeeee! Yeahhhhhh."  Terry knew he was 
going to come again.  Mookie had started jerking his hot cock in rhythm 
with his plowing.  He was pulling way out of the tight channel and 
pushing back in real hard.  He had increased his tempo so that his pubes 
were slamming aginst Terry's ass at a fast pace.  It was a quick in, 
out, in, out pace that created a slapping together of flesh in a one, 
two beat.  Mookie and Terry continued to dance this erotic dance for a 
long time.  Mookie was intent on giving Terry the best time he had ever 
had.  He wanted him to remember this for a long time to come.  His dick 
kept them united in a pleasure tour that was hitting all the right 
spots.  
   "Oh shit, man, I'm cumming."  Terry moaned in Mookie's ear.
   "Me, too, man, your hot ass is gonna get my juice."  Mookie groaned 
and then pushed in deep.  "Yeahhhhhhhhh, ooooooohhhhhh, yeahhhh, 
shittttttt."  His long black dick began to spurt into Terry's tight 
channel.  His white lava bounced off the walls of his rectum, filled it 
and began oozing out.
   "Ohhhhhhhhhhh, yeaaaaaaahh, Mookieeeeeeeee, shitttttttt."  Terry's 
dick also began spurting.  His face caught the first two blasts of white 
jism and the rest landed on his chest.  
   "That was for you, man.  You the best, Terry and I got somethin' else 
for you, too." Mookie was still laying on top of Terry and he  reached 
down between them and felt Terry's dick.  It was beginning to hardened.  
Terry knew what Mookie had in mind and he was getting harder just 
thinking about it.  He let his hands move down Mookie's back and find 
his jut-out buns.  He caressed his mounds and felt their roundness, 
their firmness.  He knew he would soon be in between the valley that 
separated these two fleshly mounds.  
   Mookie bent down and kissed Terry on his lips.  He grinned at him and 
held him tightly.  Terry felt loved and safe in his strong arms. The 
game had been great, but it was the after-game action that was the best.