Date: Fri, 24 Nov 2017 17:53:54 -0500 From: Emile Ochoa Subject: Gettin' the D Gettin' The D Copyright © Emile Ochoa 2017. The following is a work of fiction and is an erotic story involving male characters only. Everybody was over for the game. My dad invited family and friends and like one or two people from work. Most of everybody I hadn't seen in a while. The Gators had just scored again against South Carolina. I could tell from the way the living room erupted in yells and cheers. Not everyone was downstairs though. I wasn't. Neither was Alex. We have something else going on... "Yeah, suck that dick," he yanks my hair and forces my face forward toward his crotch making his dick go deeper in my mouth. "Suck that shit, get it wet... yeah... tragar mi verga. Ssss... yeah." He pulls me all the way down on it. My face is in his pubes. I'm smelling him; his tangy, sex scent mixed with cologne. His dick head is on the cusp of going down my throat. I gag and pull back. He pulls me by the hair, back to his body. He's wearing a black, ribbed tank, sagging dark blue jeans with red basketball shorts and thin, grey, cotton boxers. Everything is pulled down just beneath his medium, round, muscled ass. His dick and balls are in my face. "Suck that shit... faster... oooh, yeah," he smiles at me. "You want to fuck?" He smirks. I don't get to answer because he's already stripping off my light blue, short sleeve polo and pulling on my skinny jeans and dark pink, Hanes boxer briefs, getting me out of my clothes. I can barely get my white, Nike sneakers and socks off at the same time, but I'm not stopping him. Hell yeah I want to fuck... if he's willing, then I'm willing. I always knew I'd have my first time. I knew I would get my tight hole stretched open by a big, thick, juicy dick. I knew it would happen. I just never thought it would happen with Alex. I never thought I'd be in my bedroom; on the bed, on my back, completely naked and hard while he's driving his dick back and forth, in and out of my butthole, but that's exactly what's happening. It's happening while people are partying downstairs. The music is loud, the talking and yelling is even louder... younger kids playing around, and all that. Everybody's having a good time and so am I... a real good time. I didn't know it would feel this good... damn. I like being fucked up my ass for real. I like the way Alex is fucking me up the ass. He's got me by the legs, bent over his arms; on either side of him. My ass is up off the bed and so is part of my back. His dick is in perfect line with the crack of my ass. He's fucking me hard and fast, slamming against me, and making his dick disappear deep inside my tight, little butt hole. It hurts so good... fuck. "You like that don't you? You like the way I'm fucking you, don't you?" He pushes in me harder. He bites his bottom lip. "Unh," I groan. My facial expression is as twisted as I feel. I'd blame it on the alcohol, but the truth is, it's Alex's dick that got me feeling weak, got my neck tense, and veins popping out from it. He slams into me hard, over and over again. He's got it down so good. We making that thigh slapping sound like when a guy doggy styles a girl in a porno video. He's lifting my hips up and down with every hard thrust and pull back. I'm panting and moaning, gasping, and panting. His dick... oh fuck, his dick. "Unh, unh, ugh, unh," I whimper and whine, "unh, unh, aghhh..." "Yeah, take that shit Javi, take it... yeah... you want it don't you, you like me fucking you, don't you?" "Unh... yeah... fuck me, unh, unh... unh," I sound like I'm half crying, half begging. I'm pleading with him to do me and do me good. "Yeah, I'ma fuck you... I'ma fuck you good," he goes faster and faster. "Tome mi verga, tome mi verga... ugh." My little hole is at the mercy of his dick and he has none. "Unh, unh, aghhh," I can't take it, I'm twitching, but he keeps going, so I take that big dick. It's not like I have a choice. I want it; oh fuck. "Fuuuuuccccckkk, unh, unh," I whine. He pulls out and drops my legs down, only to pick them up again, spread them apart, and push them back towards me. His grip is tight behind my bent, left knee. He puts his dick in. His fat head opens me up again and the rest of his swelled dick slides in. He takes my right ankle, bends and forces my leg back as far as he can make it go and then he goes to town. He's pounding me again. I'm sweating and panting, feeling like I'm about to pass out because my hole is being ferociously stretched, aggressively beaten, and savagely manhandled by nine inches of fuck meat and there's no signs of it stopping any time soon. He's doing me raw... no fucking condom in the way while he's drilling me deep. Before Alex's dick, the only thing I ever put up my ass was a finger while I jerked off. I like playing with my ass. I like jerking off and the way it feels, but dick is better... way better. I'm finally getting it and I don't like it, I fucking love it. I love Alex's big dick murdering my teen boy pussy. I'm getting it... I'm getting it good. "Get up, turn around," he pulls out and drops my legs. I can barely move, let alone get up. He's grabbing me by the arm and pulling me towards him. I turn around, facing the bed. My dick is hard, straight out in front of me, twitching and pissing precome. Alex is pushing me down. "Bend over, spread your legs," he says. I do it. "More," he kicks my legs some, making me spread them apart enough for him. "Yeah, stay just like that." I lick my lips, slowly open my mouth and moan because I feel his swollen dick head pressed up against my hole. I want it so badly, my hole is puckering like a beating heart. He's got me by the waist and pressing the head in real slow. It's in a bit, but not all the way. He takes it out and puts it back in some and takes it out again. He's teasing me, trying to make my hole drool for his dick, and I'm falling for it... I'm drooling for it. "Come on, fuck me... unhhhh!" I groan because Alex just shoved his whole dick in hard. I can't even breathe. He's doing it again, pulling back slow before slamming in again. "Unhhhh!" I groan a little louder. "Ssss, take that dick... ugh!" He's grunting and shoving it in hard again. "Unhhhh!" I'm trying to breathe. He's slamming against my ass with a purpose. I'm not going to lie, that shit hurts, but it feels so damn good at the same time. I feel like we in jail and I'm the fresh meat... young, sweet, never been fucked real before, and Alex is the seasoned inmate making me his little bitch and I want to be... I want to be his bitch. He sure as fuck giving me that D like I'm his bitch. "Ah fuck, unh... unh!" I can't help whining. My body is shaking every time Alex pulls out almost all of the way because it knows what's going to happen, and then it happens... he slams into me and is furiously fucking me again... fast... hard... without mercy... faster... harder... no mercy. I feel his dick in my stomach. My balls hurt, my dick hurts. I can't stop shivering. My legs are weak. He slams into me slow and hard again causing my knees to buckle and me to fall forward on the bed. His dick is in me still, our bodies are pressed together. "Get up on your knees," he tells me. I do it and he's fucking me again from behind, in the behind, doggy style. My hole is being severely abused and I'm loving it. It's all his... it's his pussy, stretched, wet, and well used. Fuck, no lie... Alex is fucking me hardcore to the core. Before I could get a finger in, but now...damn, I'm sure I can fit almost anything. "Ugh... ugh... ugh..." he groans. He's holding me tight, got his dick so far in me that I'm kind of lifted up some. His dick is deep inside my moist, warm pocket. He's coming... he's coming inside my ass, hitting my walls, coating them with his built up fuck juice. My body is shaking. My stomach is tight, my balls are tight... swollen and I have this uncontrollable rush I'm feeling and it's more than I can handle and... "Unh! Unh! Unh!" I'm loud, I can't help it. I'm coming like I never came before. It's pouring out of me like I'm pissing. "Unh... oh fuck... unh, unh... unh," I can't breathe... I woke up suddenly from my dream. I was drenched in sweat, hard as I don't what, and wanting to get with Alex. He was all I could think about. I got out the bed and went over to the full length mirror on the back of room door. I stared at my body for a few seconds and pulled off my shorts and boxers to see everything. I had a nice body, but would Alex really go for me? I was seventeen, 5'9, with dark brown eyes and short dark hair. I'm light caramel skin complexion; a mix of Hispanic, Caucasian, and native Hawaiian. I have a seven and half inch dick, cut, and nice balls; dark pubes. I have a small, round ass, slender body, soft skin, and just a hint of chin hair; sparse arm pit hair, and average size, sensitive nipples. I was still a virgin in a way, but was ready for it to change. I'd never been fucked real, but I'm fuck-able. I got back in the bed, spending the rest of the night staring at the ceiling and thinking about Alex. I pictured riding around in his car with him, hanging out, and just being boys. I wasn't old enough to get into clubs, but it didn't mean I wouldn't party. Alex definitely did it and it was easy to figure out how. He knew people, he had a fake ID, and he was hot. Alex was nineteen and a typical, street smart, Hispanic homeboy type; dark, wavy hair, dark eyes and that half Puerto Rican, half light Cuban complexion, those full lips and big mouth; and an athletic built body. He's got tattoos on both arms, one across his chest, another on the side of his neck, and abs and he wasn't shy about showing anything off. Somebody asked him about his tattoos and he ended up showing them off and his body. I don't know if it was the body spray or the clothes that did it or the way his dick was seriously noticeable under his black jeans; whatever it was, he caught my eye. I stayed quiet unlike everybody else, especially the females who were there, but I was just as interested and it was hard not to be, especially when he started doing these stripper like moves, teasing the girls. It wasn't for a long time because the game was still on and the focus got back to that, but it was enough. He looked over at me with a wicked grin like he wanted to tease me personally. He didn't do it, but it got to me. I actually had to go and adjust myself in the bathroom. Damn. I knew he felt something to from the way he was looking back at me. The whole time we were downstairs watching the game and hanging out, we kept looking over at one another; smiling and giving each other these looks, especially when nobody was looking. Even when we was talking, it was kind of flirtatious. I wasn't usually attracted to other dudes, but he looked good and I noticed it right away. I was still thinking about him after he left, not to mention the black, Mustang, sports car he drove away in. The car was everything. It had obviously been worked on given the purple glow from underneath the doors and other body modifications typical of a guy who liked fast cars, sports cars, and partied a lot. Alex was definitely the total package. He had everything I wanted from the body to his look to his car. Damn, it was hard not to think about it or to think about him in particular. About a week after the Gator game, I was looking at somebody Facebook page and saw a couple of pictures of Alex. I didn't hear from him or see him, but I was thinking about him and thinking about him hard. I decided to try and hit him up on Facebook, but he wasn't on there. I wasn't about to let it stop me though, especially since after I saw the pictures, he was really on my mind. Even when I was out with my girl, I was still thinking about him. I finally asked my mother if she knew how I could get in touch with him and called him at whatever number she had for him. I didn't reach him right away, then about a week after I tried to get him, he called. We talked for a good while and met up later on that night. It was pretty much a wrap on the feelings. There was definitely something between us. I left out around six. By ten after, I was well on my way over to his place. He ain't live that far from me. I was familiar with the downtown area. The walk from the bus stop wasn't that bad and I was there in no time. The complex had like ten buildings. I walked in through a side gate and five minutes later, I was walking across the side parking lot, to his building. I wore the white, skinny jeans I cut up myself, that exposed my legs through frayed holes, sagging so that my ass showed some in my underwear. I had on pink and grey, striped, boxer briefs, a white, fitted Tee, and my sneakers. I wanted to look good. My hair was done, but I wore my Miami Dolphins cap with the white, stitched logo anyway. My ass looked good... my dick was a little hard and slightly noticeable. I went over to the door, pressed his bell, and got buzzed in. The stairs were right there. I went up to the apartment. The door was unlocked and cracked open. I walked in, closed it, locked it. From what I could tell, his mother, brother, and sister weren't there. I went down the hall, toward where the music was coming from. He was in there, music going, licking a blunt. He smoked occasionally; that much I knew from our conversations, and I guessed it was one of those occasions. He looked up when I pushed the door open more and walked in. "Yo," I said, walking in and pushing the door closed some. Alex looked up at me. "What's up?" He nodded. "Nothing, chilling." "The Bulls, serious? You ain't even from the same city," I messed with him. "It don't matter," he smiled. He was wearing his Chicago Bulls, basketball shorts and nothing else; not even underwear. It was obvious from the way his dick was perfectly outlined in his shorts. I glanced at it a few times; more than a few times. I stared at it... the way it poked out and dangled between his legs, perfectly outlined through the black, nylon fabric. My ass remembered it, my hole twitched like I had a nervous tick or something. I went over to the bed and got comfortable, watching Alex and looking him over. It was obvious I was and he caught it. He lit the blunt, took a strong pull and blew smoke out his mouth. He looked at me smirking and staring. I got up when he passed me the blunt. I wasn't a real smoker, but I tried it before. I took a pull, coughed a little, and gave it back. Alex smiled, took a few more pulls, and went over to the door. He pushed it completely closed. His back was strong looking. He turned back around and all I could do was stare at his bare chest, his tattoos, and them nipples, hard and poking out from his pecs. His stomach was flat, decently cut, and waiting to be licked. I wanted to lick him all up and down his body. The more I checked him out, the more I was wet for him and not just in my mouth either. "You like what you looking at?" He smirked. "Your tats; they're on point," my eyes darted down to his crotch unapologetically. "They not the only thing on point," he lightly groped himself and chuckled. I smiled a little and stared again. "So what's good?" He came over closer to me. "You ain't here for tats." "What are you talking about?" "You know what I'm talking about," he teasingly said. "This what you want, this what you came for?" He squeezed it. I laughed some, but I kept watching him squeezing and shaking his dick at me. "Whatever, I have a girl." "Where she at? I bet you don't even have a picture." "It's on my phone, but whatever, I ain't exclusive. I can get with whoever if it's a girl," I smirked. "Whatever, all I know is she ain't here right now, is she? Plus we both know there's something going on between us. I ain't saying it's something serious, but you know?" "Yeah," I looked at his crotch again curious, anxious, and just like, damn. "You right." "Don't worry, I like girls too, but it don't me I won't offer it up or get it from somebody else." "Yeah, I can get with that," I shrugged. "So what's up then?" I just looked at him. He lowered the front of his shorts, whipped it out real quick, and hid it away just as fast. He got closer and grabbed me by my hair. He was smiling like he was about to get up to something, yanking my head back and forth by my hair. I acted like I really did not want to, but he knew I was faking it. He pulled me to his chest and held the back of my head there. I kissed his chest and licked it. I licked his chest and tongue teased his left nipple. I tongue teased his left nipple and then bit it... sucked it... licked it again and across to the other side. I went down his body, licking, sucking, and nipping my way down his stomach to the waist band of his shorts. I went to pull them down, but he stopped me. "Not yet," he blew smoke in my face. "Why not?" I said lustfully. "Beg for it," he smiled devilishly. I never begged for anything a day in my life. "Nah, chill with that; I'm not a dog," I said it like a little bitch ass. "What?" He licked his lips. "If you want it, you gotta beg for it." "I don't beg, I ain't no dog," I scoffed and smirked. "Bitch," he laughed as he shoved me playfully. "I ain't no bitch... bitch," I told him. I went to shove him back, but he blocked me and wrestled me into a headlock. We both knew I liked it even though I tried to squirm out if it. Alex had me locked in and wasn't letting go though, and damn, he smelled so good and his body was tight. "You a bitch now?" he dragged me toward the bed and tossed me. "Yeah," I told him. I was so turned on by him. "Say it for me." "I'm a bitch." "Who's bitch?" He teased me. "Yours Pa," I panted and huffed. It was hot. "Now you going to get this dick," he pulled me toward his body and pushed his crotch in my face. He wiggled around, rolled his hips, making his dick slap me. "Yeah... little bitch like that big dick, don't you?" "Yeah," I swallowed hard. He yanked me down again, forcing my face deep into his crotch. "Little bitch," he laughed some; aggressively rubbing my face against his body. I was getting turned on even more. His dick was partially hard. He slapped me with it... he beat my face with it, teasing me, and making me want it that much more. His scent was strong, like he just fucked ten minutes ago. The tartness hit my palate and made me salivate. He shoved me away just when I had my mouth on his dick head, about to suck on it through his shorts. I was about to taste that wet spot on his shorts; that wet, tangy, sweet precome spot. He pushed me back. Was this really happening? To be continued... Comments welcome. Emileochoa@gmail.com.