Date: Tue, 2 Jan 2018 02:02:59 -0500 From: Emile Ochoa Subject: Gettin' The D 5 The following story is a work of ficton and an erotic tale with all male characters. Please consider making a financial contribution to Nifty. Every donation helps! Thank you! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Gettin' The D 5 Copyright © Emile Ochoa 2017. "That's the first time you ever did that," I smiled. "Did what?" Alex presses his lips to mine again. "That," I kissed him back. "Mhmm, maybe I need to do it more often then," he nuzzled the side of my neck and inhaled. "You smell good," he gave me a soft peck. "Mhmm," I whispered. We kissed again and made out one more time before we headed back. Alex led the way until we were in a place where we could walk side by side. I could still feel the after fuck coursing through every part of my body. It was strongest at my hole. It puckered and played home to tingling sensations that resonated, across my ass cheeks, up my spine, and over my back. It was a new feeling, but at least I was able to walk okay. I was still semi hard despite coming like a fountain. My balls ached from having such intense spasms that I thought I needed medical attention. I mean damn, it really was that good and Alex knew it too. He felt it same as I did. He came inside me, holding me tightly to him like he was trying to get buried in me as deep as he could to ensure full and perfect delivery of his seed. He got it and more. If I had been a female, he would've has his dick in my uterus, delivering come straight down into my ovaries. I would've been pregnant just like that. As luck would have it, I'm not a girl so all his seed went to nourishing my body instead. Mhmm, what a feeling. I finally checked my phone after it vibrated again. I had two missed calls, a couple of voice messages, and a bunch of texts; most of them from my girl. I read the texts and checked the voice messages while we cut back across the parking lot. They weren't important, she was just calling just to be calling; typical girlfriend type nonsense. When I didn't answer, she left a voice message, then called again and left another voice message; then the texts. Seriously, I felt like damn girl, don't you know I'm busy getting busted? Fucking stop calling. I called her back to get her off my back. The conversation was short and to the point. I basically told her I was done helping my father and was hanging out with my boy. Half of that was true, and hey, a half truth is better than no truth, right? Anyway, me and Alex were about to go in his building when he asked me if I was planning on doing anything that night. I had no plans that I knew of so we made plans to hang out. "So why don't I just chill with you now into tonight instead of leaving and coming back?" I asked him. "Because I'm supposed to meet up with somebody in a little while," he smirked. "Who?" "Don't worry about it," he looked at me smiling. I gave him a look and he laughed. "What, you jealous?" "What do I have to be jealous about?" "Cause somebody else about to get all of this," he rubbed his body. "Whatever." "I'm just messing around, but I am meeting up with somebody." "Who?" "My boy Angel. He might have a job for me. My mom has been giving me shit about the house bills. He works at this club and thinks he could get me in." "What about the job you have?" "Nah it's good, but this other thing pays more. I want to help her out as much as I can, plus I get to bang bitches all day, every day," he teased. "Well damn, what kind of job is it, an escort?" "Nah, working the door and security four nights a week and every other weekend." "Always the same club?" "No, he works for three different clubs and bars. He knows people so he said he could hook me up." "Don't you have to take drug tests and know how to be a bouncer?" "Oh I know how to bounce," he broke out some dance moves. I had to admit he looked cute. "You like that huh?" He joked. "What are you, a stripper now?" "Hey why not? I got the body for it. I could slap bitches around with my dick." "You really think you all that, don't you?" I joked. "I know I'm all that. I never heard you complaining." "You right about that. Alright so what time we meeting up?" "Like around eight. I was thinking The Playhouse." "Cool, but don't you have to be twenty one to get in?" "If you getting drinks, but not to play pool." "So who hooking up the drinks? You know it ain't a pool game without some Alize or Henny." "True, true." "So we going to be good then?" "Yeah." "Okay, so later then. I'm a go take a nap," I smiled. "Yeah, cause your ass is tired. I wore you out again. You know you be getting that D from me and can't nobody make you moan and scream or give you wet dreams like I can." "Whatever. You think you all that, but you ain't," I teased him. "You say that, but let me ask you something; is your ass still dizzy from me fucking you up against that tree?" Okay, he had a point. We broke out laughing. I left a little while later after Alex got himself together to go take care of whatever he had to while I went home. It was already late in the afternoon, but there was still enough time for me to get ready to go out again that night. At the very least I needed a shower. My body was sticky, reeked of thick, double dose ejaculate, and cologne, plus every one of muscles needed the soothing massage of warm water. I didn't bother saying a whole lot to anybody when I got in. My father gave me a look like he knew what I'd been doing. I tried not to smile, but it was hard not to. "What?" I asked him with a slight laugh. "How was the Baptism?" "It was good." "Yeah, I'm sure it was. How's Marisol?" "She's good," I told him and went upstairs. I knew he thought I had sex with my girl. I swear my bed never felt so good to crash on. I closed my eyes for a minute, inhaling and swallowing the scent around me. I thought about Alex and the way he was so gentle with me afterward when we were still standing around in the wooded area. We kissed, he nuzzled the side of my neck, and held me like it was more than just sex he was getting into. It was nice, I could admit that much. I liked the way it felt. Wow, that's crazy. Usually I was holding my girl like that and not being held like it. Alex though flipped the script. It was different, but a good different. The more I think about it, the more I'm beginning to feel like we might be about more than just a side hook up somewhere down the line. I wouldn't be against it. For now though, however things play out, that's how it'll be. As long as I'm getting it deep, I can't complain, right? I mean who in their right mind would be unsatisfied about a nine inch dick? Besides, it's not just about the dick, it's about Alex. Even if he wasn't doing me, I'd still want to hang around him because of how he is as a person. Trust me when I say a juicy dick, looks, and a smooth personality is a wicked combination. I finally took a shower and got ready to meet up with Alex. He texted me that he was picking me up. I didn't have a problem with that. I threw on my black jeans, a black tank top, and a red, long sleeve woven. I had my red, Converse sneaker boots on, and of course a baseball cap. I kind of had a thing for caps. I had one to match with almost everything I wore. "You're going out again Javi?" My mom was standing in the doorway of my room. "Yeah. I'm meeting back up with Alex," I adjusted my baseball cap and checked my look in the mirror. I was ready. "To go where?" She asked. "To play pool." "Not too late," she told me. "By the way Eric dropped off guest passes for you for the gym." "Okay." "Since when are you going to the gym?" "Since I got guest passes. He told me a while ago that he was planning to go and said he could get me in, so he came through. I'll text him later." "They're on the counter." "Okay," I looked at my phone because it went off. "Hello?" I had it on speaker. "Hey, I'm outside," Alex said. "I'll be right there." "Hi Alex," my mother shouted. "You better come in and say hi or else I'm going to give you pow-pow." "Haha, okay. I'll be right there." "Bye." Not even five minutes later he was at the door. My father let him in. "Hi handsome," my mother hugged him. "Hola," he pecked her on the cheek. "What's up Javi?" "Chilling. You ready to go?" "Yeah." "Have fun. Alex tell your mother I'm making a dinner on Saturday if you guys want to come over. Nothing fancy, just roast pork, pastelitos, rice and beans; you know, good food." "Hell, if she doesn't come, I'll be here." "I know that, you never pass on good food. Make sure you bring Nicky and Elena and Javi tell Marisol she's invited too." "I think she's busy," I scoffed. "Javier," my mother slapped my shoulder. "You better tell her." "What, you don't want your girlfriend to come to your house?" Alex teased. "He never wants to invite her when I do dinners like this." "I don't want anybody coming for dinners like that," I chuckled. "I don't want to share that good food, especially the pastelitos." "So you saying you don't want me to come?" Alex smirked. "No, I want you to come, I just don't want you eating the food." "I'll eat something else then and I'm definitely coming," he chuckled. I understood why. I shook my head and laughed lightly. "You ready or you going to stand around talking about food some more?" "Whatever, let's go." "We got to pick some people up on the way?" Alex said as we walked out the house. Some people turned out to be his friend Savior and his girlfriend Talia. I was alright with it, especially since it was the first time I met any of his friends. During the drive, his friend joked that he was on a date with his girl and Alex, by default was on a date with me. I pretended like I was insulted that he would even suggest it, laughing it off and telling him I didn't go that way. Alex acted the same way, but he gave me this sly look that said something different than what was coming out of his mouth. The Playhouse, from what I knew, was a cool spot. A lot of people knew it and hung out there. I'd been by it a few times, never inside, but it looked alright from the outside. I thought it was a gay club at first because I used to see mostly guys going in and out, and although it sparked curiosity, I wasn't about to walk up in a gay club like that, especially not when I was with my friends. My friends weren't the type interested in guy on guy stuff and too bad because I would go down on any one of them, especially Eric, but that's another story for another day. Let's just say I always thought he was attractive. I never acted on it before for obvious reasons, but now, I'm thinking what if I got him and Alex at the same time? Hmm... We paid or rather Alex and his friend paid. He basically said I could pay him back later and smiled. Okay, it was on. His friend ordered beers, food, and a round of drinks for everybody. I offered to pay for some stuff, but Alex wouldn't let me. He and his friend basically took care of everything where money was involved and after a couple of drinks, Alex started getting a little frisky; grabbing on me gently when I was going for a corner shot and playfully grinding on me to distract me. I laughed it off and shoved him away, but it was all good. I was having a good time; all of us were. We were well into our night when some white guys at another table started talking shit about Savior, Alex, and me. They were speaking in Italian not thinking any of us would know, but they got fooled. "If you gonna talk shit about people you don't know, you should do it in English," Talia said back to them. "Yeah, I'm talking to you." "What happened?" Savior asked and looked over at the guys. "He said something to you Talia?" He asked, but she ignored him and kept talking back to the guy. "Yeah, this white girl is with him because of his big, Latin dick and what's it to you?" She asked. The guy said something else. "Whatever, take your drunk, punk ass somewhere." "Make me." "What? Yo, you talking to my girl?" Savior went over to the guy. "You better get your girl Mexico." "How about I fuck you up instead and send you home with your two bitches in an ambulance?" "Baby don't waste your time," Talia told him. "You better listen to your girl Mexico, you don't know who the fuck we are." "I don't give a fuck who you think you are, you about to know who I am. As a matter of fact, come lick my boots and suck my dick." "Nah, that's for your bitches at your table," he laughed with his friends. Alex wasn't having any of it. We both walked over to back up Savior. The guy's friends got involved. Talia stepped in to try and calm the situation while holding her own because they'd been drinking and we'd been drinking, but Savior was having none of it. "Let's just leave," she told him. He gave her a look. Me and Alex looked at each other. "They not worth it, come on." "Pendejo." "Your mother," the guy said and spit toward Savior. I don't know who threw the first punch. I only remember the guy saying something smart, the scuffle, and dude's busted nose; Alex bashed one of the other guys in head with a beer bottle; it was crazy, but an adrenaline rush. I'd never seen him so aggressive and hyped up, and I know it probably wasn't the best time to think about it, but damn if I wasn't thinking about fucking him while whispering in his ear, it's all yours Pa. I wanted him to just... ooh, I can't even put words to it. The only thing I can say is it was a rush. Alex and Savior were still heated outside the pool hall. Nobody wanted trouble, but trouble found us again because the guy and his friends came outside, still talking shit. We could either flee or fight. None of us backed down. We fought and we beat those asses. My adrenaline was really going. Alex was pissed. I was pissed. Savior was pissed. Talia was pulling him away while I grabbed Alex to keep him from stomping on one guy. My heart was going. It'd been a while since I was involved in a physical altercation like that. We took Talia home first, then went back to chill at Savior's building for a little while. It wasn't the best area or building, but his apartment was alright for public housing. Compared to where I lived and where Alex lived, Savior was from an inner city type location. We were probably there an hour, hour and a half before we left down the back stairs to the parking garage. It was dimly lit, smelled like dry piss, and had broken doors on just about every floor landing. There was graffiti and other vandalism on the cement block walls that were painted light grey. The paint was chipped in some spots. The handrails were this dingy, yellow, and the floor numbers were painted on the back of the dark grey doors with large, acrylic windows. Some of the windows were broken, others marked up, scratched up or otherwise damaged. It was late, nobody was around, not even in the parking garage itself. I stopped when we reached the first level and stared at Alex. He looked at me. "It's quiet huh?" I asked him with that kind of expression that said I was thinking something. "Yeah so?" "So you said I had to pay you back later." "Yeah and?" "It's later," I pulled him toward me hard. His face amused against mine and our mouths pressed together in a familiar way. We didn't have to say anything, just the way Alex looked at me made me want to perk my ass up. He had to know I was available to be fucked and fucked good again. He pulled back some and licked my lips. I sucked on his tongue because he fed it to me. He bit my lip just enough for me to feel it without hurting me. It made me push up on him and slide my tongue inside his mouth again. I pressed my mouth hard against his. I liked it. "Get your money's worth," I teased him. Alex went for it. He kissed me aggressively and held me gently, taking it to a new level. He massaged my ass as we kept rolling our tongues together. He cupped my ass and lifted me up, picking me up, and pressing me back against the wall. I swallowed his tongue, but I wanted to swallow something else. I wanted that dick he had dangling between his legs. He kissed the side of my neck and sucked it. I was his. Our tongues intertwined in a warm, wet dance as we got more involved. He stepped back and put me down. I rubbed his crotch. "Ssss...," he breathed. "Take it out," He said and put both hands against the wall on either side of my head. Alex licked his lips. I reached inside his jeans, and took his dick out. He lowered his shorts more. His pubes, his balls, his sweet, light musk scent were all out in the open. My heart was pounding. I was slowly stroking it and moving it around so I could see it from every angle. His foreskin slid back and forth, gliding over his dick head. I slid it all the way back, exposing that mushroom head that was fat and already forming a precome wad. I teased it out and rubbed it all over his dick head. "You like that shit Pa?" "Of course," I smirked. "Work on it then," he said and grabbed the back of my neck. He pulled my head down. I was face deep in his crotch, kissing and breathing in his salty, tangy smell and letting him rub my face in his pubes. It was all good. I licked his shaft from his pubes to his tip. I went in deep; all the way to his piss opening where a new glob of precome formed. I tasted the thick, sweet, clear, sour, and salty liquid. I let it drop out of my mouth and squatted down in front him. He smacked me with it before I got back to sucking it again. Alex stepped closer, pinning my head against the wall. He pumped and rolled his hips. His moves caused his dick to slide almost all the way out of my mouth before he pushed it all the way in. I choked on it, but he kept pumping and pumping deep. My mouth was stretched over his shaft, taking his strong, unrelenting thrusts. Alex grinded faster, shoving his whole dick down my throat. If he were to come at that moment, it would've gone straight into my stomach without me having to swallow once to get it down. He turned me around. I had my left hand pressed against the wall, my right hand gripped the hand rail. It was necessary to keep from falling forward and busting my face on the stairs because of Alex. He had my jeans and underwear down in no time and his dick inside me. This wasn't about romance and love making, it was straight up pissed off, I need relief, aggressive sex. He needed to get that aggression he was feeling, out. My whole body was jerking with every hip pump he gave me and he gave it to me. He gave it to me like we were locked up at Rikers for the pool hall fight. He gave it to me like we were in the back woods of an all boys summer camp. He fucked like a soldier who hadn't had pussy in a long time and now he was getting it while somewhere in an apartment above us was his boy Savior, unaware of what we had going on. "Unh... unh..." I lick my lips as he tore me up for the second time that day. "Mhmm, ugh, fuck... unh... ugh..." "You like it Pa... you like that dick Javi... you like that big dick?" He grunted and pumped me. His hands were around the front of my hips, his fingers pressed into my hip joints on both sides. He held me there while he blazed. My hole was being worked over for sure. I couldn't even breathe right. I could barely stand up the right way; my feet barely touching the steps. "Unh... Ssss... ow...oh!" I flinch and he pulls me back on his dick. "Mhmm... mhmm... ugh!" Alex took that aggression out on me, treating me like some street pussy he planned to pummel all night or until he spewed his nut more than once. He was ripping me without remorse. I could only think of one word to say... yes! It was a good thing nobody was inside the stairwell, otherwise we'd be in trouble. He withdrew his dick. I swallowed hard. My dick sprung up and pulsed in front of me. I felt a light breeze against my balls. He stroked me along the underside of my shaft, playing with my balls some and... "Ssss... mhmm," I moaned when he sealed his mouth over my sensitive head and began sucking on my sack. He pulled my dick down, got under me just enough to swallow it whole, bobbing up and down in a steady movement and perfect rhythm. He was slobbering all over it and I was enjoying it. He took my balls in his mouth too, sucking my sack hard again and making me moan. He flicked his tongue under my balls right in the middle of my sack. "Unh... mhmm." "Go to the wall," he said as he abruptly stopped blowing me. What? Oh wait, I forgot this was Alex. He knew how to keep me hot and horny. I faced the wall. He spit in his right hand and rubbed his dick. He put his left forearm across my shoulder blades to keep me pressed against wall. I was pinned down with my dick still hard, poking out in front of me. It was wet and sticky from precome and getting sucked off by this Boricua who was about to hand me my ass. I got up on my toes and perked my ass up for him. He put the head at my hole and pushed. It went in. "Aghhh... Ssss... unh..." I groaned. "Back up," he told me as he guided my ass back away from the wall. I peeled away from the cement blocks. Alex went wild again. My body jerked, bounced, and tensed up all at the same time. When he felt me trying to get a little separation, he yanked me back toward him and fucked me harder. I was giving him what he needed. I felt like I was taking care of him while I was getting taken care of by him. "I'ma smash it... I'ma kill it," he slammed into me and lifted me up on his dick. "Aghhh!" "Yeah... scream for daddy..." He pushed in hard. "Ughh!" He pulled out and went for the stairs and sat down. "Go for a ride." I positioned myself over him; facing away from him, and slid down halfway and came back up, then all the way down and up. I rode him, reverse cowboy style; bouncing my ass up and down and making his dick disappear and reappear like a backdoor magic trick. I spread my legs as far apart as I could and enjoyed the ride for what it was; naughty, raunchy, uncorrupted, raw, gay sex in a seedy, dull stairwell, and it was necessary. "Oh damn... mhmm, you gonna make me nut," he said. I clenched and squeezed his dick with my hole, holding it in place while I bounced up and down on him. I gripped the handrail and the wall for extra support and leverage, and go at it like a wild horse. He pushed me forward and jumped up suddenly, both of us stumbling toward the far wall, slamming together against it. "Ughh, ughh, mhmm, mhmm... unh," I groaned, "aghh, yes, yes," I huffed. Spit foamed up around the sides of my mouth, his dick prodded my stomach, and there was that well known cramping and swelling in my balls. My dick throbbed. I felt the wave from my balls rising and rolling through my dick. I felt his dick. My hole is tingled. I came uncontrollably. It's spilled out in pulsed, white globs that made me feel like I was pissing, but I wasn't. I was fucking coming. Alex literally fucked the come out of me again. "Aghhh!" He grunted. "Aghhh!" His body tensed up. He pushed in and quivered. His come shot up in me like water from a fire hose. I heard him swallow when he was finished. He slowly pulled out. I turned and faced him. Nothing needed to be said. What could be said? "Come `ere," he pulled me to him. We touched our foreheads together and just stood there quietly for a minute. Then he kissed me; two gentle lip pecks followed by a long hug. He held me. "I got the job," he finally said. "So I guess you'll be fucking a bunch of bitches now?" "I don't know about that. I'm kind of feeling the bitch I'm fucking now," he smirked and pushed his lips to mine. "What about you? You still want to fuck your bitch?" We kissed again. "Not really," I said and gave him another peck. We stayed a few seconds longer before going to the car and leaving. He drove me home, kissed me again in the car and asked if I still wanted him to come by on Saturday. "Yeah," I told him. "I'll text you tomorrow," he kissed me again.