Date: Fri, 1 Jul 2011 13:12:39 -0400 (EDT) From: DOGG Subject: its all relative-6 ITS ALL RELATIVE-6 >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>SCENE1<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< "AARRHHH...! AARRHHH...! AARRHHH...! AARRHHH...!" grunted 19 year old Shakeem Miller, lying under his 39 year old uncle (Gregory [Gee] Allen), in missionary position (his legs spread up and over G's flexing biceps) as the bigger, older, more mature man slammed his hips into his ass repetitively, ramming his thick 10" dick deep into his nephew's spread ass like a lance. Shakeem awoke during the early morning hours to find his uncle cuddled up behind him, already pushing his stiff hard dick up into his ass. Having already deposited a sizable load in his anus earlier (around 11pm. And then again around 3am), Shakeem's innards were already well lubed with sperm when G started digging his dick into the hole at 6. Shakeem immediately woke up when he felt the steely like flesh pushing into him, opening his anus and sinking in well past his fighting sphincter muscles. G took his time drilling his dick into his nephew's hole, loving the initial tightness of the fighting sphincter as it squeezed tight to refuse entry. Pulling back long enough to smear spit over the sealed opening with his fingertips, he replaced his dickhead and pushed forth, forcing his prick straight up the boy's backside. Shakeem moaned and groaned in physical pain as he lay on his side, his uncle's arm snuggled about his torso warmly, hugging his back into his chest as he pressed in deep. Once the dick was nicely embedded, G started casually thrusting back and forth, slowly (lazily) sliding in and out of the boy's tight buttock. Each new inward stroke helped force Shakeem's fighting sphincter muscles to retreat and relax, allowing pillage of its anal track as the dick dug back and forth. Eventually G pulled out and rolled Shakeem onto his back, pushing his legs up and out of the way before replacing his dick to resuming fucking. Shakeem squirmed uncomfortably underneath him as the dick dug deeper, forcing its way into the sperm lined entrails of his body and making him accept the fucking rather he wanted or not. For the next 20 minutes they fucked with G pumping his hips into Shakeem's ass for a morning quickie, driving his dick repeated through the younger man's parted ass cheeks, pummeling his innards until Shakeem's asshole started to become accustomed to the damage and started clinging and sucking at the plunging pole for deal life. Only THEN did G's dick start showing signs of climax as it began pulsing and throbbing on inward strokes, swelling thickly before finally bursting forth with a series of strong spurts, filling Shakeem's anal canal with a potent surge of freshly made semen. Shakeem's own dick lay plump across his stomach as G lowered his head and rested his forehead to his shoulder, waiting for the moment of helplessness to pass during climax. Once his dick stopped pumping fresh semen, his strength started to gather again as he slowly withdrew and pulled himself out of bed, leaving Shakeem to jack off if he wanted. Shakeem continued to lie in bed as his uncle stretched, then slowly walked into the bathroom to get ready for work. Shakeem reached down between his legs and curiously ran his middle finger over his anus, feeling access sperm excreting from his hole. Feeling his sponginess of his well fucked hole, Shakeem felt his dick starting to harden to complete erection. Reaching for his swollen manhood, he started stroking himself while his uncle started the shower in the bathroom. Shakeem relived the anal fucking he'd just received as he lustfully inserted two fingers up his own ass chute while masturbating. Reliving the erotic feeling of his uncle's thick dick beating through his rectum, he shot his own thick cum load across his bare chest and stomach, painting his own body with streaks of creamy white semen. Reaching for a tissue beside the bed, he wiped the cum from his body, then pulled the covers up over him and tried to resume sleep. 20 minutes later G got out the shower and walked back into the bedroom to find his nephew sleeping on his stomach. Walking up to the bed, he pulled back the covers (exposing his nephew's naked body). Retrieving Shakeem's 8" (Mr Marcus) dildo from the nightstand, G aimed the head down between Shakeem's ass cheeks and forced the rubbery phallus to slide in through Shakeem's cummy anus, filling his stretched rectum as he pressed all the way inward until the dildo locked in place. Shakeem squirmed about in bed uncomfortable until the dildo was completely lodged. "Wear that again today until I get home..." ordered G,, leaving the dildo in place. "...I have plans for you when I get home from work today...!" Shakeem felt his heartbeat skip with wonder, worried what his uncle could possibly have in stored for him as he watched his uncle dress for work... >>>> >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>SCENE2<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< The day went relatively quiet for Shakeem. After finally waking up around 10am, he jacked himself off again (with the dildo firmly planted in his ass), then showered and dressed before going downtown (with his uncle's credit card) to buy himself a new cell phone. Using the store's computer to download all of the numbers from his former phone, Shakeem once again had all of his contacts, and was able to alert friends of his status (leaving out that he was staying with his gay uncle). After lunch, Shakeem returned home, showered, douched, and re-inserted the Mr Marcus dildo like his uncle demanded. Dressing casually in long baggy sweats and a t-shirt, he sat down and started playing his favorite video games for the next several hours until his uncle was expected home. Sometime around 5:30pm, Shakeem heard a knock at the door. Placing his game on hold, he answered the door to find a 5'10", 29 year old male staring back at him. "Hi. Is Gee here...?" he asked, politely. "uh, no..." answered Shakeem, wondering if the man was gay like his uncle...? "Is he still at work...?" asked the man curiously, seeming to know him. "He asked me to stop by around now...! Are you his nephew...? Lakeem I believe...?" "Shakeem!" corrected the 19 year old. "Hi..." said the man, holding out his hand to shake. "...I'm Andre, a friend of your uncle's...!" Shakeem reluctantly shook the man's hand, deciding he MUST be gay if he's a friend of his uncle's. Shakeem wondered if they were fuck buddies or just girlfriends...? And if so, why was he invited over while he's still living there, acting as his uncle's sex slave? "C'mon in..." he offered, stepping aside. "...he should be home soon...! He didn't tell me he had company stopping by..." "You're playing video games...?" asked Andre, noticing the game on pause. "Yeah..." answered Shakeem, retaking his seat as he picked up his controller. "What you playing...?" asked Andre, joining Shakeem on the sofa as he watched him resume the game. "`Killer Zombie Ninjas'..." answered Shakeem. "The object of the game is to make it through the ninja compound, steal all the weapons and artifacts you can find from the sacred temples before meeting the ninja master and moving on to the next level...! On the last level ALL the masters gather and you have to fight your way though them! But each master has a special power, so you wanna have as much weapons and life energy sources stored up before you reach the last level...!" "Sounds interesting..." said Andre, watching intently. "It's better if there's two players to watch each other's backs..." said Shakeem, killing as many ninja zombies as he could. "Mind if I join...?" asked Andre, grabbing the extra controller. "Sure..." said Shakeem, giving him a quick lesson on how to control his warrior. For the next 30 minutes or so, the two men played hard, killing zombies and moving through at least one level before Shakeem's uncle came home. "I see YOU TWO've met..." he said, placing his lunch pail on the table after entering. He watched for a few minutes as the two men saved their progress... "I didn't know YOU were a video game player too..." he said to his friend. "Oh yeah..." smiled Andre. "...I'm good at all kinds of joysticks!" "Why don't we show my nephew what one of your specialties are..." suggested G, standing directly in front of Andre who smiled, licked his lips hungrily, then started to undo G's pants. Shakeem sat beside them, watching awkwardly as Andre (a rather handsome 5'10", 29 year old, 160 lbs brn skin man) pulled G's stiff 10" erection from his pants, then started licking it all over before stretching his mouth over the head. "Pay close attention..." said G, making sure Shakeem watched Andre's every move. "...I'll expect you to be a better dick sucker by the end of the night...!" `So THAT was the surprise...' thought Shakeem, `...dick sucking lessons...!' He watched as Andre stretched his mouth over G's dickhead (latching his lips to the swollen shaft) then began sucking, moving his head back and forth. G stood silent, his hands folded behind his back (giving Andre full access to his tool) as he watched his friend suck his dick, his lips sliding slowly up and down his rock solid column. Every time Andre went down, he'd take more and more dick into his mouth, inching his full lips down the hard shaft until they were within an inch of the pubic hair. Shakeem watched wondrously as Andre's jaws seemed to unhinge, then swallow his uncle's dick down to the balls. G made no reaction as he continued to stand unmoving, seemingly uncaring that Andre's face was pressed in his crotch, his lips suckling along the tiny hairs at the base of the dick lodged down into the very back of his throat. Andre kept the dick buried for several minutes (using his talented throat muscles to cause a rippling [swallowing] sensation to run along G's dick) before pulling back his head, dragging his lips back up towards the head where he began sucking furiously while breathing in through his flaring nostrils. Shakeem watched, fascinated by the man's complete devotion to sucking his uncle's dick, to the point of even NOT breathing! Andre went back down on the dick, taking it full length into his throat as his neck ballooned to allow passage of the swollen shaft sliding through his throat. Shakeem could hear a gurgling sound down the back of the man's throat (like a plunger) as he began to bob his throat on the long hard shaft. Taking short strokes, Andre see-sawed G's dick in and out of his throat, fucking his lips back and forth into the trimmed pubic hairs lining G's abdomen. Each time his mouth bang into G's pubes, the dick would throb down inside the warm wet orifice housing it. Andre loved deep throating big dick, whoring himself on a fat phallus, sometimes forgetting to even breathe as he held the huge slab in his throat. G tried to stand indifferent, giving no reaction to the wonderful feels emitting through his stiff standing manhood. He held off making any sound whatsoever for as long as possible (not wanting Shakeem to see him become vulnerable), but groaned involuntarily once Andre started corkscrewing his mouth and throat up and down the full length of his shaft, causing a wet whirlwind vacuum with his mouth and throat. Shakeem started to notice a breakdown in G's demeanor the wilder Andre sucked. He watched the gay man's mouth speed up and down the spit wet shaft of his uncle's hardon, his lips and tongue licking and sucking at the surface as he took the fat man-meat balls deep into his throat ever couple of strokes. "Shit..." groaned G, unable to withstand too much more as his body began sway and rock, losing balance every few seconds. Andre attacked G's dick with his mouth and throat, using them as weapons to fight fire with fire. Shakeem estimated the gay man must've been sucking dick since birth to have achieved such skills, how could HE be expected to achieve the same skills in a matter of hours...? Andre reached up and yanked down G's pants and underwear, exposing his naked bottom. Running his hands freely up the sides of G's thighs, he reached behind and gripped both ass cheeks firmly before pulling G into him. G fell forward, supporting his weight with his hands on the back of the sofa while Andre slumped back in his seat, still bobbing his head up into his crotch and swallowing his dick every chance he got. In this new position G was able to thrust back and forth, fucking Andre's mouth while Andre sucked and swallowed. Andre held onto G's ass cheeks, squeezing and molding them heftily as he got his face fucked. Spittle drooled out the corners of his lips as his mouth worked overtime. With no regard for the way he looked or was perceived, Andre continued whoring his mouth, gasping in air whenever he could to keep from fainting from a lack of oxygen. With G's pants and boxers down about his ankles and his body tilted in a 90 degree angle, Shakeem watched his uncle fuck Andre's mouth as Andre (his back ached against the sofa cushions as he couched near the floor) fucked his mouth on G's dick, both men hungry in their quests as they sucked and fucked their way to a climatic end. Shakeem's own dick lay hard in his pants, straining against his zipper for freedom as he watched the two men fuck. Andre milked G's shaft with his mouth, sealing his lips about the base with every backward stroke. G closed his eyes as he began concentrating on coming, no longer concerned with the teaching lesson his nephew was supposed to be viewing. He could feel himself quickly approaching the moment of no return as Andre continued kneading his ass cheeks and swallowing his dick whole, leaving him no choice but to cum down in the back of his throat. "Fuck man, you bout to catch that nut...!" growled G unexpectedly, surprised himself by his fast climax. Andre sucked harder, suddenly starving for G's load as he slammed his face and mouth up into the older man's groin. With G's dick firmly lodged down his throat, he felt the shaft swell, then start shooting thick hot bursts of sperm straight down his throat. "AARRHHH...FUCK YEAH...!" moaned G, resting against the back of the sofa as his exploding dick fired round after thick hot round of molten cum shots directly down Andre's talented throat. Shakeem could see the pulsating base of his uncle's dick pumping fresh semen into the gay man's stonach as Andre panted, gasped, and swallowed as quickly as he could. Reaching up with his hand, he began massaging more of the exposed shaft as he retreated to sucking only the head, wanting to taste the cum. As the semen painted and coated his tongue, he swallowed, digesting his friend's seed as an aphrodisiac. For several minutes the two men stayed locked together as Andre milked all the cum from G's long shaft and balls (Shakeem was grateful, as that was one less load he had to work for). Once the dick started to die and shrink did they finally part. G stood upright, a drained look on his otherwise angry looking face as his body looked ready to collapse. "Now THAT'S how you suck dick...!" he said, pulling up his pants. "Teach HIM what you can while I go upstairs and take a shower..." ordered G. "...then meet me in the bedroom so I can fuck both those holes tonight!" "Okay, you heard your uncle..." said Andre, turning to Shakeem. "...off with your pants...!" Shakeem wasted no time undoing his pants and tucking the waistband of his underwear under his balls, eager to get a blow job of his own as his uncle disappeared upstairs. Andre got down onto his knees and positioned himself between Shakeem's legs. Gripping the 19 year old's 8" hardon, he stroked it as he spoke. "When you suck dick, don't think of it as just trying to get the guy off, think of it as something you really like doing. Do you eat pussy...?" "Of course!" answered Shakeem, wondering what pussy had to do with sucking dick? "Do you eat pussy just to get the girl off..., or do you really like eating pussy...?" asked Andre. "Both." answered Shakeem, wondering WHEN was he going to get his dick sucked...? "Well I want you to really like sucking dick like you like eating pussy...! Just imagine the girl lying in bed squirming, her pussy getting wetter and wetter as your tongue licks and sucks her up like an ice cream cone! Take that image with you when you're sucking dick..., use your mouth and tongue to lick and suck the shaft like a fat clit...!" To demonstrate, Andre leaned forward and began flicking his tongue across Shakeem's dickhead. Shakeem squirmed with excitement as his dick was touched by another person for the first time since getting kicked out of his girlfriend's apartment. "Just imagine a fat juicy pussy in front of you..." continued Andre, enveloping Shakeem's dick as he formed his mouth over the head, then sank down on it, slowly swallowing it all the way down to the root. "Awww god..." groaned Shakeem, slumping down in his seat as he spread his legs wider to give the cocksucker total access. Andre nestled his face in the teenager's groin, tightening his lips about the base before retreating back to the head, slowly dragging his lips up the hard glistening shaft. "Damn..." moaned Shakeem, his dick already pulsing wildly as if about to cum at any second. Andre could taste some of the sweet pre-cum already forming at the tip... "Tasty..." he said, licking them away before pulling off and standing up. Shakeem wondered what was wrong...? Why did he stop sucking his dick...? Andre started undoing his own pants, pulling his own erection from the opening,... "Your turn..." he said simply, offering his dick to suck. Shakeem looked confused... "I...I'm not suckin' your dick..." he refused, put off by the offer. "...I only suck my uncle's...!" "He just told me to teach you HOW to suck better..." reminded Andre, "...HOW do you think we're going to do that if you don't practice on someone...?!" Shakeem pouted, refusing to comply as he leaned back against the sofa and folded his arms in silent protest. "Okay..." said Andre, backing off. "...but when your uncle ask WHY you're not sucking dick any better than you did this morning..., make sure you tell him why...!" Shakeem thought for a moment as he pictured the conversation in his head. His uncle was providing everything he wanted and/or needed, the least he could do was to learn how to suck his dick properly so he could enjoy it when he got home from work. Sitting up, Shakeem opened his mouth, waiting for Andre to plug it... "Tempting..." said the gay man, getting back in position. "...but YOU have to be the initiator..." he informed. "...YOU have to WANT to suck the dick in order to do a good job...!" "How can I WANT to suck a dick if I'm not gay...?!" asked Shakeem, defiantly. "The same way a hooker does...!" answered Andre. "Do you think THEY want to blow 20 guys a night in seedy motels...?" "Well...yeah..." thought Shakeem, "...they're whores...!" "Not every hooker's hooking because she's a whore who loved men..." informed Andre, schooling the young man. "...a lot of them do it because they're addicted to drugs, and sucking straight men off for 5 minutes is the fastest way to make more money to get high...! Some do it because they can't find good jobs that pay well, or the hours they need to be home with their kids...! And SOME do it to pay off debts! Some are in college and only prostitute because it's easy money that don't discriminate...! They not all whores hungry for your dick! Most of them would rather be somewhere else having a V8..., trust me! But they ACT like they like it and want to be there because it's the only way they can get through it!" "So you want me to act like a hooker...?" asked Shakeem, smartly. "If that gets your uncle off, yes!" answered Andre. "You're here to service HIM..., not the other way around! He provides for YOU..., and in turn you satisfy him in every way you can imagine! Now..." said the 29 year old, stepping in closer. "...show me how much you really enjoy sucking your uncle's big dick...!" Shakeem sighed, hating himself for allowing himself to be put in this predicament, but he had come too far to turn back now. If only he had swallowed his pride and gone to his mother's..., he'd have eaten humble pie for sure, but then he wouldn't be stuck here at his uncle's house learning how to suck dick and get fucked to please another man. Taking Andre's semi-hardon into his hand, he stroked it a few times as it swelled in his fist. Then (swallowing his pride) leaned forward and licked the head before swabbing it with his tongue. "That's it..." coached Andre from above, looking down at Shakeem's progress. "...get it good and wet, lick all up and down the sides real good before taking it in your mouth, nothing worse than a dry suck!" Shakeem did as told, licking Andre's smaller 7.5" dick all over before enveloping it with his mouth. Andre waited a few minutes, checking out Shakeem's head game as the straight boy bobbed his head back and forth... "Tighten your lips..." he instructed, "...don't just hold it in your mouth like a dead fish...! You're a living breathing human being..., use the talents god gave your mouth and tongue..., bring them to life...!" Shakeem tried tightening his hold, clutching the dick with his lips and tongue, adding gentle pressure while keeping his teeth covered. "Try going deeper..." suggested Andre, discontent with Shakeem's technique. "...pretend you have an itch in the back of your throat that needs to be scratched, and my dick is the only thing that'll reach...!" Shakeem tried going deeper, feeling Andre's dickhead bump into the back of his mouth, then gagged... "I can't..." he said, feeling defeated. "Yes you can..." encouraged Andre. "...has G fucked you yet...?" Shakeem cringed with embarrassment. How does a guy explain to another guy that he's letting a dude butt fuck him and still hold his head up...? Andre already knew the answer (of course), he was just trying to prove a point... "I'm sure when he first told you he planned to fuck you, you didn't think you'd be able to do that either, right...?" Shakeem nodded, "This is the same thing...! It might seem or feel odd at first..., but you have to remember that YOU hold all the power...!" "How you figure...?" asked Shakeem, curiously. "How does the guy sucking dick hold any power...? He's on his KNEES!" "You saw your uncle, right...? When I was sucking him...? Did HE look like he was in control, or ME...?" asked Andre. Shakeem thought it over, remembering how Andre unzipped his uncle's pants and pulled out his dick before yanking down his pants, clutching his ass cheeks and pulling his uncle forward... "ME!" answered Andre, believing Shakeem taking too long to think about it. "He didn't fuck my face, I face fucked his dick! He didn't shoot his cum into me, I MADE him cum...! I sucked the nut right out of him when I wanted it, not when he wanted to give it to me! And YOU could do the same thing...! All you have to do is believe it...! It's all about conquer and divide!" "You mean divide and conquer..." corrected Shakeem. "Who's teaching WHO here...?" asked Andre. "I mean, really...!" "Sorry." said Shakeem, half hearted. "Now..." said Andre, getting his thoughts in order. "...back to practice...! Suck my dick again..., but THIS time pretend like you KNOW you're the best dick sucker in the world, --can't nobody tell you nothing..., and there's not a dick alive that you can't make cum in a matter of minutes...!" "Okay..." said Shakeem skeptically, taking a deep breath to psyche himself up as he leaned forward and took Andre's dick back into his mouth and resumed sucking. This time he heeded Andre's advice and pretended he liked sucking dick. Wrapping his lips about the shaft, he enthusiastically used his tongue along the underbelly, swirling it about like a paintbrush as his lips slid up and down the shaft. "Better..." said Andre, his dick stiffening between Shakeem's lips. "...now try deep throating...!" Shakeem ran his mouth back and forth for a few moments before easing down onto his knees before Andre, Tilting his head sideways, he then plunged his head forward. The dick only got about 3/4's the way in his mouth before he started gagging, forcing Shakeem to retreat back to sucking the juicy head as he allowed himself a minute to recover before going back down again. He could feel Andre's dickhead touch into the start of his throat in the back of his mouth. The pressure was great, but he just couldn't manage to get the dick to pass into his throat... "Try breathing in just as you're going down..." suggested Andre, "...that'll work until you learn how to relax you throat muscles naturally..." Shakeem nodded as he continued sucking, keeping his mouth attached to the dick at all times. He suckled the head and shaft, slithering his tongue down the under-shaft while tightening his lips on the withdraw. The next time he attempted to throat, he leaned forward and breathed inward just as the dick passed into the back of his mouth. His throat instantly opened as the head passed through. But as soon as his throat muscles clamped down on the crown, Shakeem panicked, believing his might choke to death as he pulled off... "That was GOOD...!" cheered Andre, "I felt your throat clamp down on me, but then you pulled back too fast...!" "I thought I was going to choke..." panted Shakeem, pulling completely off to take a breather. "But you didn't...!" said Andre. "Let's do it again..." Shakeem wanted to take a break. Sucking dick was turning into a JOB. Leaning forward, he took Andre's dick back between his lips and started sucking, starting over. Running his mouth back and forth along the shaft, he dove his head forward, breathing inward on the descent. The dickhead passed his throat ring and down into the curve of his neck before his throat muscles clamped back down, trapping it in his throat. "Oh yeah..., that's nice..." moaned Andre. Shakeem waited, expecting to gag and choke, but didn't. He was able to actually hold the dick in his throat for a few seconds before panic took over and made him retreat. "Damn, I DID it! I DID it...!" he glee, too thrilled and proud of himself. "Yeah..." smiled Andre, remembering how happy he was when he first deep throated successfully (when he was 12). "...with regular practice, you might give me a run for my money in a few months...!" "I doubt I get THAT good..." said Shakeem, "...I'm only staying with my uncle for a lil' while..." "Well, I'm sure there's a few hommies of yours back home that wouldn't mind a little head from a friend..." suggested Andre. "Oh, I wouldn't ever let them know I know how to do this shit..." said Shakeem, defensively. "So you're going to learn how to deep throat, --how to give a guy the best pleasure you could ever give someone..., then never use it again...?! What kind of sense does THAT make...??" "I'm only doing it now because my uncle likes it..." explained Shakeem. "Well there's always a reason to give a guy a blow job..." said Andre, running a few reasons off the top of his head...; "...trying to avoid a traffic ticket..., for some extra cash..., for some weed..., to pay off a load or a debt..., as a favor for a good looking friend..., because its friday night..." Shakeem laughed as Andre pushed him back onto the sofa... "Enough of this teaching shit..., I want to taste some dick myself...!" he said, falling to his knees between Shakeem's legs. Shakeem watched as Andre lifted his limp dick to his mouth and ate it. Suckling the limp penis in his mouth (bathing it thoroughly with his wet tongue), making it grow instantly in his mouth, getting longer and harder by the second until it reached its full 8 inch capacity. Shakeem watched with amazement as Andre kept his head buried in his lap, his lips sealed about the thickening base as his nose remained planted in his pubic bush, never once flinching or wavering as the dick grew longer down his throat. In fact Andre continued to hold his planted position for a full minute, enjoying the way the dick stretched his throat without moving. Slowly he started to retreat, sliding back up to the head where he sucked lavishly about the crown, breathing in some much needed air before going all the way back down. "Shit man..." moaned Shakeem, loving the service. "Your girl don't suck like this...?" asked Andre, between strokes. "Hell no..." answered Shakeem. "...she alright..., but she ain't got shit on you...!" "She must don't LOVE IT then..." said Andre, before deep throating Shakeem to the root again. "...or else she'd have your toes curling every night...!" he continued after pulling back. "I think that's the problem with most women..." he thought, resting just above the spit wet head as if speaking into a microphone. "...they don't want their men to know just how much they really like sucking dick, so they pretend like they don't like it or are indifferent about it..., so the act is wasted because you really need to love it to do it right...!" "Is that why they say gay men give better head...?" questioned Shakeem, as Andre resumed sucking. "Yeah..." he answered, pulling off. "...we don't give a fuck what you think if we go wild on your dicks..., we just want that nut!" he concluded, before going back down. "I never thought I'd ever let another dude suck my dick..." thought Shakeem aloud, as he rested his head back against the sofa and watched a pro go to work. "...but if yall all be suckin' like THIS..., then I'm gonna have to keep going back after awhile...!" Andre smiled inwardly, knowing Shakeem would probably never go back to fucking women solely. The allure of men was too great, especially if he mastered the art of deep throat. There was a definite obsession to yielding the power to make men cum, to knowing you had the GIFT. Once Shakeem learned how to control that gift, Andre suspected he might be wanting to use it to please more and more men, sucking off friends, neighbors, family members, --anyone willing to sit still long enough to be drained. Looking up, he could see the wondrous teen staring down at him, taking notes as he swallowed his dick from tip to base, suctioning the hard shaft with his lips and tongue. He could feel Shakeem's dick already starting to salivate in his mouth, already giving up delicious bursts of pre-cum which dribbled out and spilled against his taste-buds like pearly bursts of honey, inflaming him to suck harder and faster. He decided to treat the boy to an `Andre Special', where he corkscrewed his head in tiny circles, whirl-pooling his mouth about the dick like a whirlwind. Shakeem groaned, his body stiffening as his dick grew steely hard with excitement. His eyes crossed as he tossed his head back, unable to focus on anything except the wonderful head he was getting. Andre deep throated his dick, then extended his tongue to lick Shakeem's balls... "AWWW FUCK...!!" groaned Shakeem, covering his eyes and forehead (with his hand) in disbelieve as the cum suddenly rocketed up from his hairy balls. "AARRRRRHHHHH...!!" he yelled, coming hard as his load shot directly down the back of Andre's throat. Andre felt the pulsating dick erupt as warm spurts of teenage sperm shot down his gullet, painting his esophagus creamy white on its journey to his stomach. "FUCK that felt good...!" shouted the boy, having needed a decent blow job for awhile. "You definitely face fucked my dick and sucked the cum outta me...!" he conceded. Andre tightened his lips as he milked the shaft of its cream, swallowing whatever he gathered in his mouth as the last of the spooge flowed out onto his tongue. "Your uncle don't blow you...?" asked Andre, curiously. "Uncle G...?" asked Shakeem, lifting his hand as he peeked down at the gay man. "...no..." he answered regrettably. "...would be nice though..., seeing how I'm sucking him and getting fucked all the time...!" "Most tops don't like to suck off the guys they fuck..." explained Andre, cleaning off the head of Shakeem's dick with his mouth before standing. "Why's that...?" asked Shakeem, "I thought gay men LIKED to suck dick..." "They do..." said Andre, pulling on his own erection. "...well, MOST do..., but there a percentage of tops that like to hold onto the last shred of their masculinity by refusing to go down on the guy that put out for them...! Like sucking a guy's dick is going to make them seem gayer than fucking them!" laughed Andre. "But then again..., there ARE bottoms who believe if a top turns around and starts blowing them, that the top is secretly holding desires to be a bottom...! I think its all bullshit myself..., life's too short to worry about stupid shit! Live life and enjoy! That's my motto!" Shakeem nodded his head, unsure WHAT to think about the useless information now being force-fed to him. "Back to training..." said Andre, catching Shakeem's attention. "...finish me off! I'm still carrying your meal...!" Continued next chapter... __________________________________ For more of this story, hit me up at NPHILLYDOGG@aol.com, or join me on facebook.com