Date: Sat, 26 Sep 2009 22:51:32 -0400
From: nphillydogg@aol.com
Subject: roswell heights-2

	40 year old Jerome Taylor was a hard working respectable member of
his community. He and his wife (Rosland) lived on the 6th floor of one of
the project high rises called Roswell Heights. Every morning Jerome drove
his teenaged children (Jerome Jr-16, and Rose-14) to school, before heading
into work himself. Jerome was a well fed man, 210 lbs, 5'10", light skin
with a clean chin, a full mustache, pink lips, and a close cut hair. He was
a soft spoken man, and a pillar in his church which he and his wife
attended regularly over the years. Jerome worked from 8 to 4pm, as a
manager at a popular fast food restaurant.
	Jerome pulled up into the parking lot of his high rise complex to
see his wife having words with Roswell's most notorious drug dealer
(Kane). Rosland (and church members) had had many run-ins with the dealer
and his minions over the years, trying to keep the drugs and violence down
in their neighborhood.

	Jerome parked his car, then jumped out as Kane grabbed his wife by
her hair and yanked her down to her knees. A small crowd began to gather
outside, witnessing the assault without interfering or getting
involved. "Hey..." called Jerome, running up on the drug dealer as he
continued to hold his wife by her hair. "...what's going on here...??!"

"You better get this bitch, man...!" warned Kane, shoving Rosland into
Jerome's arms.

"Mother fucker...!" yelled Rosland, her hair a mess as she spit out
profanities.

"You'd better get that bitch, man..., she's dangerously close to getting
fucked up real bad!" advised Kane, threateningly.

"Go in the house, Rosland...!" ordered Jerome, trying to calm his irate
wife.

"Fuck that..! You're just gonna let that mother fucker disrespect me like
that in public...??!" asked Rosland, wanting her husband to fight for her
honor.

"Go in the house...!" repeated Jerome, wanting to defuse the situation
diplomatically.

"You punk ass mother fucker...!" snapped Rosland (on her husband), as she
walked off in disgust. "You ain't heard the last of this shit! Just wait
til you get in the house...!"

"You need to beat that bitch ass, sometimes!" advised Kane, as the crowd
started to disperse in disbelief.

"What happened...?" asked Jerome, wanting to get both sides of the story
before making a judgment call.

"She's fuckin' trippin', that's what happened!" snapped Kane, making Jerone
feel uneasy. "She saw me talkin' to my young hommie..., and started flippin
out n'shit! Sayin' I'm corruptin' the kids minds around here! Sayin' I need
to be locked up, n'shit! Hell..., I'm HELPIN' these lil' mofo's...! Who
else around here's puttin' money in their pockets but me? Who else's
teachin' them to take care of themselves beside me? Shit..., bitch should
be thanking me stead of gettin' in my fuckin' face!" said Kane, still hyped
by Rosland's interference. "You'd better get a leash on that bitch,
homs..., before she gets herself hurt!"

"Rosland's always been kind of out spoken..." said Jerome, apologetic.

"Yeah, well..., maybe she needs a REAL man to go up there and spank that
ass for her!" suggested Kane, looking Jerome up and down,
doubtfully. "Maybe you too soft for her? Sounds like she's the one wearin'
the pants in your house! A man's supposed to be in charge of his home! His
bitch's supposed to bark when he say bark! Who the bitch in your house?"

"Well..., I don't consider my wife a...bitch..." corrected Jerome, getting
a bit peeved by Kane's continuous depiction of his wife.

"Then YOU must be the bitch, man!" stated Kane, boldly. "Someone's gotta be
the bitch..., if it ain't her, then it's you!" insisted the man.

"Well, I..." started Jerome, unsure what to say to such a statement. He
knew well of Kane and his reputation around the projects as a thug
roughneck, but this was the first time they ever held a personal
conversation together. He found it very strange sharing family philosophies
with the neighborhood drug dealer!

"I bet she fucks you, don't she?" asked Kane with a chuckle, bringing
Jerome back to the moment.

"Excuse me...?" asked Jerome, believing Kane making fun of him.

"I bet she dictates when you can fuck the pussy, don't she?" asked Kane,
getting personal. "Bet she even tells you HOW to fuck it too, don't she?"
he laughed, reading the answer on the married man's face. "You done gone
and lost control of your house! You need to take that bitch by the neck,
and ram your dick up in her! Show her who's boss!"

"I, uh..." choked Jerome, opposed to having this conversation about his own
wife.

"I see..., you one of them church men, believe your wife is your equal,
eh...?"

"Yes, of course!" answered Jerome, honestly.

"Bitches ain't our equals! They don't even wanna be our equals! Ask any
bitch out here and she'll tell you she'd rather have a REAL man fuck the
shit out of her, pay the bills, and tell her what to do!"

"I don't know about that..." said Jerome, embarrassed by the whole
direction Kane was going.

"I bet you're one of those sensitive mother fuckers, ain'tcha?" smirked
Kane, eyeballing Jerome in a different light. He watched Jerome in his
tight `white man' slacks, neatly tucked dress shirt, tie, and sensitive
shoes, --and saw a wimp. He knew men like Jerome in prison, educated men
who believed themselves above the rest but who eventually became bitches to
their cellmates. Kane's dick started to twitch in his pants at the thought
of fucking the married man and making him his bitch.

"Look..., I want to apologize for my wife's behavior..." offered Jerome,
having heard enough. "No hard feelings...?" he asked, holding out his hand
to shake.
	Kane looked down at the hand, the friendly gesture of
comradely. Jerome waited for Kane to grasp his hand, signifying
understanding and kinship. But Kane never took his hand, ignoring his
friendly gesture.

"Naw dawg..., ain't gonna be that simple!" said Kane, causing a chill to
run up Jerome's spine. "Your woman disrespected me..., what kinda man would
I be if I allowed her to shoot her mouth off at me in public without
teaching her a lesson...?"
	Jerome's blood ran cold.

"She won't do it again, I promise you...!" said Jerome, feeling frightened
for his wife.

"Not good enough, hommie...! She gotta pay!" said Kane, straight forward.

"Please..." begged Jerome, knowing Kane's rumored ruthless background. Most
of the killings in the neighborhood could be linked to him and his men.

"I'm thinkin' of goin' up to your apartment, and butt fuckin' your wife
right in front of her two kids!" said Kane, loving the horrid look in
Jerome's eyes. "Whatchu think of that, church man?"

"Please, Kane..., I'll make sure Rosland doesn't say anything else to or
about you, ever! Please...?!" pleaded Jerome, feeling powerless to stop the
drug dealer from doing exactly as he threatened.
	Kane rubbed his goatee thoughtfully...

"Maybe we can work something out...?" he offered. "Something between you
and me...!"

"Anything! How...?" asked Jerome.

"Follow me to my office...!" ordered Kane, leading Jerome into the
building.
	Jerome followed behind closely, his heart beating a mile a minute
as Kane led him to an apartment on the second floor. Kane walked in without
knocking. Jerome stood in the doorway as a male lay half dressed draped
across the tattered sofa and a female (still in night clothes attire) stood
in the kitchen smoking a cigarette.

"Yo...take a walk!" said Kane, ordering the couple out of their own
apartment. The male was slow to get up, obviously high on
something. "Yo..., I said get out! Now!" yelled Kane, causing the couple to
scramble for the door. It was obvious to Jerome that they were used to Kan
putting them out. "You..., get in here..." he ordered Jerome. "...and close
the door!"
	Jerome closed the door behind the couple as Kane directed him into
the apartment. He looked around the scantly decorated home (which was in
dire need of a spring cleaning), as Kane checked the rest of the rooms to
make certain they were alone. "So..., you wanna save your wife from gettin'
that butt fuckin we talked about...?" he asked, coming back into the living
room.

"Yes..." answered Jerome.

"Okay..., but somebody's gotta get that butt fuckin' homs...!" said Kane,
unexpectedly. "If not your wife, then you daughter...? Your son...? You
maybe...?" he asked, enjoying the excruciating looks flashing across
Jerome's face. "Which is it gonna be? Who do you think should get the butt
fuckin in place of your wife?" he asked, leaving the choice to Jerome.

"Mr Kane...please..." started the married father of two, trying to appeal
to Kane's sense of humanity.

"Damn nigga..., I like hearin' you beg...!" said the drug dealer, groping
his crotch. "C'mere..., let me see that ass...!" he ordered, turning Jerome
sideways. "Yeah..., you gotta fat ass for a man..." said the dealer,
staring down at the married man's butt.
	Jerome didn't know what to feel or think as Kane reached down and
caressed his ass through his pants, squeezing and kneading the fat cheeks
with his big strong masculine hands. "Take that shit off!" he ordered,
unfastening his own pants.

"Isn't there some other way we can work this out...?" asked Jerome, hoping
for a change of heart.

"Yeah..." answered Kane, "...I could go up to your apartment on the 6th
floor and fuck your whole fuckin' family!" offered Kane,
enthusiastically. "How that grab you?"

"No...no...I...I'll do it..." said Jerome, undoing his pants.

"Get your ass down on your knees..." ordered Kane, pulling out his limp
dick. "Suck my fuckin' dick...! Get it hard for that fat ass of yours!"
	Reluctantly Jerome got down on his knees, facing Kane's crotch as
he stared at the younger man's dick for the first time. "I said suck it
bitch!" yelled Kane, impatiently. Jerome leaned forth, taking the head into
his mouth. "Yeeeeeahh...suck that mother fucker..." cooed Kane, feeling his
dick starting to grow in the kneeling man's mouth. Jerome had never had
another man's dick in his mouth before in his life. He couldn't help but
feel used and useless, like less of a man for allowing himself to be used
in this manner. He prayed no one would hear about this, especially his wife
and the community at his church. How would he ever be able to live down
getting butt raped by a drug dealer?

	Kane watched as his dick grew bigger in Jerome's mouth. He watched
the man's eyes bulge as his dick got fatter and fatter, plumping larger
than any expectations as Jerome's jaw stretched to accommodate. Kane had
been with men like Jerome in the past, men who believed themselves all male
because they had wives and kids back home. Kane loved showing those men the
error of their thinking, when he would physically force them to take his
dick and surrender to his more masculine maleness. How many straight men
had been speared on the end of his demanding dick in prison? How many swore
their straight hetero lifestyles in the beginning, only to become addicted
to what he had to offer between his legs later?
	Kane suspected Jerome was one of those closeted freaks, just
waiting for the right opportunity to become a victim, even though Jerome's
face was twisted in disgust as he tasted dick for the first time. Kane made
Jerome suck his dick for a while, loving the way the married man's full
pink lips looked wrapped around his dark brown 9 and 1/2 inches. Although
Jerome was physically disgusted with the sinful idea of sex with another
man, he couldn't help but marvel at the unexpected feel and texture of
another man's dick. He never would have guessed a dick would feel so warm
and natural in his mouth. The soft/hard/smooth skin felt like living
organic silk gliding across his spit wet lips and tongue as he found
himself coating the thick meaty glands lavishly in saliva.

"That's enough suckin' bitch..." said Kane, pulling Jerome up off the
floor. "...get them fuckin' clothes off and get your ass on the sofa!"
	Jerome did as told, stripping naked in a stranger's house (as did
Kane). He couldn't help staring at the ex-convict's strong muscled tattooed
body and thick fat erection. In turn Kane got an eye full of Jerome's thick
light skinned body with a slight stomach gut and a fat round girly
booty. Jerome was nearly hairless as his erect nipples stood out from his
full meaty chest. "Get on your knees across the couch!" ordered Kane,
stroking his manhood in hot anticipation. Jerome got into position, his ass
facing his would-be rapist as Kane lewdly rubbed his hands all over
Jerome's bare ass.

"Shit man..., you just best be glad you're not in prison..., girly butt
like this would never get any rest! You'd be getting gang banged and pimped
out regularly!"
	Jerome said nothing as he nervously looked back over his
shoulder. He could see and feel Kane molding his ass, roughly squeezing
each cheek and slapping them loudly, leaving bright red palm prints on his
light colored ass. Kane used both hands to pull the cheeks apart, staring
down at the tight pink (nearly hairless) hole nestled in-between. "Damn you
got a hot girly booty..." sighed Kane to himself, before giving into
temptation and sinking to his knees to eat some ass.

"ooooohhhh...!!" groaned Jerome as Kane pushed his face between his ass
cheeks and started eating his asshole. Jerome had never felt such a
sensation before as Kane pulled his cheeks as far apart as they could go,
then flickered his spit dripping tongue over the puckered anus.
	Jerome's dick started to harden as Kane's tongue slipped into his
ass. He could actually feel the snail like muscle slither into his hole,
darting back and forth as it pried him open and forced his sphincter
muscles to relax involuntarily.

	Kane ate Jerome's male ass as if he were eating his girl's sweet
pussy. He slapped the jiggly cheeks as he munched away like a hungry
man. After almost 10 full minutes of ass eating, Kane stood up and added
spit to his own dick before presenting it up to Jerome's warm hole. Jerome
tensed nervously when he felt the dick head kiss against his soaked
anus. "Get ready, bitch..., here it comes..." warned Kane, pushing in.

"AAAhhhhhhhhh...!!" yelled Jerome, feeling the fat head penetrate his anus.

"Take it baby..., open up and let me in...!" encouraged Kane, pulling back
slightly before pushing in again. Jerome felt the dick slip into him
further, his well sucked hole and relaxed sphincter slowly accepting the
big hard dick as it moved into his ass like a house.
	Kane was surprisingly gentle with Jerome, taking his time to allow
the hole to stretch properly. Sure there was some pain, but the initial
penetration was far smoother than most he's taken over the years. He ground
his pubic bone into Jerome's fat ass, churning his dick around in the
married man's guts. Jerome groaned continuously as his ass was taken from
behind like a woman.

"How's that feel baby...?" asked Kane, leaning in over Jerome's back. "Does
that feel good?"

"Its hurts a little..." gasped Jerome, surprisingly at ease with it all.

"It's gonna hurt for a few minutes until you get used to me bein' in
there...!" explained Kane, grabbing Jerome's waist as he began to pull
back.
	Jerome felt the dick starting to recede from his asshole, pulling
nearly all the way back to the head before slowly sinking back inside.

"ooohhhhh...!" moaned the married man as his body accepted the male wood.
	Kane pushed all the way in until his hairy pelvis was scratching
against Jerome's smooth skin. He loved how the warm wet hole tightened and
sucked on his dick, milking him naturally as he stole the older man's
virginity. Jerome braced himself against the back of the couch as Kane
pulled back again, this time pushing back inside faster and deeper. Each
thrust of the hard dick went in easier, sliding through his relaxing hole
with cleaner strokes. Soon all Jerome felt was pleasure as his asshole
completely accepted the dick sliding back and forth throughout his colon.

"You're a fuckin' natural, man!" informed Kane, fucking Jerome harder with
each passing minute. "I ain't never seen a nigga take to dick as quick as
you...! You sure you ain't never been fucked before...?"

"Never...!" gasped Jerome, looking back as he watched Kane's muscled arms
holding him in place.

"Well your fuckin' ass feels good as shit!" exclaimed Kane, forcing Jerome
to arch his back to make his ass more inviting. He slapped his pelvis into
Jerome's backside, making his fat girly cheeks jiggle and shake with every
thrust.
	Kane's dick speared Jerome's hole deeply with each plunge, the full
length digging straight through his sucking anal ring and curved
rectum. Jerome couldn't help but be surprised by how naturally his body
adjusted to the fucking, as if it had been made to pleasure men. Even as
Kane's thrusts got rougher, his body quickly adjusted to the deep thrusts
by stretching and relaxing more. The deep pounding probe only caused his
own dick to remain hard as he arched his back and surrendered passively.

"You're startin' to like this dick, ain'tcha baby?" asked Kane, recognizing
the body language. "This shit startin' to feel good to you, ain't it?" he
asked, pumping steadily into the ass before him. "It's aiight..., I'm
likin' it too! This ass is fuckin' amazin' man! You should've been givin'
this shit up a long time ago!"
	Jerome said very little as Kane pounded into his body. He felt the
top man's strong hands grab at his waist, holding him firmly as he fucked
into his ass hard, --his long stiff dick digging deeply into his soft
interior as if it were made specifically for him. Jerome felt confused
about what was happening to him. He was a straight married man, with
children to boot, how was it even possible that his body was reacting
positively to getting fucked by another man? His own hard dick strained to
be stroked as he resisted its touch. He prayed his torment would be over
soon, so he could go by his normal life and forget this event ever
happened.

"Oh I'm gonna have to have more of this pussy!" stated Kane, much to
Jerome's dismay. "Pussy like this was meant to be fucked often, man..., you
can't let this shit continue to go to waste!" he added, slamming his hips
forward as he buried his dick with every stroke. "You gonna give me this
ass whenever I want it, right...?" When Jerome didn't answer, Kane
physically reached around and turned his head sideways until they were both
looking each other in the eye. "You like this dick, admit it...!" insisted
Kane.

"I like it..." said Jerome, emotionless.

"Tell me you love it, nigga!" insisted Kane. "And mean it!"

"I love it...!" repeated Jerome.

"You're gonna give me more of this ass, ain'tcha?" asked Kane. "Whenever I
want it!"

"Yes..." moaned Jerome, deliriously.

"Tell me what I'm doin' to you, bitch!" ordered Kane.

"You're fucking me...!" answered Jerome, feeling the dick speed through his
bottom.

"I'm fuckin' your what?" asked Kane.

"My ass...!" answered Jerome as best he could.

"Your what, nigga?" asked Kane. "What am I fuckin?"
	Jerome hesitated for a second...

"My pussy...?" he asked, unsure what to say.

"Damn straight, bitch!" said Kane, picking up the pace of his thrusts. "Fat
girly booty like this's got to be more than just plain ass..., it's gotta
be pussy!" said Kane, digger deeper. "You like giving this pussy to me,
baby? You gonna give me more ass when I want it?"

"Yes...!" answered Jerome, getting caught up in the moment.

"Yes what...?" asked Kane, leaning in closer as he gently kissed Jerome on
the face. "Yes what, baby...?"

"Yes daddy...?" asked Jerome, turning his head slightly for approval.

"Damn that's hot!" said Kane, kissing Jerome's cheek again as he slowly
snaked his arm about Jerome's thick torso. "You one hot bitch, baby..." he
whispered sexily, squeezing Jerome's slight man-tits and pinching his erect
nipples. "...I would definitely've made you my bitch in prison! Your body's
so fuckin' soft and smooth..., your pussy's so warm and wet..., and you
mouth's prettier than most girls...!" said Kane, kissing Jerome on the
lips. "You like that, baby...? You wanna be my bitch?" he asked, kissing
him again.

"Yes, daddy...!" whispered Jerome, pursing his lips as the two men
continued to kiss.

"I love it when you call me `daddy', nigga!" said Kane, sucking in Jerome's
lips.

"I love it when you call me `nigga', daddy!" countered Jerome, pushing his
ass backwards to swallow up more of Kane's dick.
	The two men kissed and fucked as Kane made shorter thrusts in
Jerome's ass to reach his mouth. He loved feeling Jerome's pillowy soft
lips against his own as he slipped his tongue into the married man's
mouth. Jerome groaned weakly as he started to suckle Kane's oral taster,
totally accepting his role as the bottom. Kane broke the kiss after several
minutes, obsessed with the sudden urge to white wash Jerome's new pussy
with its first cum load. He parted lips, leaving Jerome panting and gasping
as he resumed his steady fucking.

"whose pussy is this...?" asked Kane, slamming his hips into Jerome's ass
with increasing speed.

"It's yours, daddy...!" said Jerome, throwing his ass back rhythmically.

"That's right, baby! And I'm gonna fuck this pussy whenever I want!" stated
Kane, feeling the passion build inside him as he rammed his dick home
continuously. "I don't care if you're with your wife and kids..., if I want
some pussy, you're gonna give it to me, right?!"

"Yes daddy! Whenever you want!" exclaimed Jerome, feeling the dick thicken
in his ass.

"Shit baby, I'm gettin' real close to breedin' this hole! You want daddy's
nut in you pussy? You daddy to knock you up?!" asked Kane, fucking even
harder as he felt his balls starting to contract and knot.

"Oh yes daddy...! Breed my pussy, daddy! Cum inside me! Make me pregnant
with your baby!" pleaded Jerome, losing all manhood as he gave into his
feminine side.

"Oh fuck, baby...! Here it comes...!!" yelled Kane, shoving his dick all
the way in Jerome's ass. Jerome felt his ass speared on 9 and 1/2 inches of
hard rock solid dick, as it throbbed and pulsed inside him before spitting
thick white gobs of hot potent ball juice deep inside his newly formed
man-pussy.

"UHH...UHH...UHH...UHH..." panted Jerome, feeling the dick pulsate inside
him with each injection of sperm. He could almost feel the hot spray of cum
splattering against his anal walls, coating his entire colon in rich semen.
	Kane gripped Jerome's body tightly in his strong arms, nearly
squeezing the breath out of him as he poured his cum into his deflowered
ass. Kane could feel the warm manhole squeezing around his deeply embedded
shaft, accepting his cum gift as his balls emptied into their new
plaything. He fell against Jerome's back, breathing hard as he held his
body tight. Jerome liked the way Kane held him, almost latching onto him
like a drowning victim would a life preserve. He also liked how Kane's big
dick pulsed in his ass, filling his rectum full of rich baby batter. Jerome
instantly felt a connection with Kane, something short of love but more
than lust. He was definitely down to be the man's bitch if that's what he
wanted.

	Kane stayed inside Jerome as he slowly regained his strength, he
liked leaving his dick buried in the hole he fucked to make sure it got
every drop. When he felt strong enough, he stood up and pulled out, leaving
Jerome's ass feeling sad and empty. Jerome's dick was still hard, dripping
pre-cum in anticipation of its own orgasm. "Take that home to your wife and
show her who's man!" suggested Kane, ignoring Jerome's need to cum as he
gently shoved the married man back down on the floor. "Suck me dick for
me..., clean it off!" ordered Kane.
	Jerome did as ordered without hesitation as he leaned forward and
took the drug dealer's dick in his mouth. He licked and sucked the
semi-hard softening tool, tasting cum and the flavor of his own
ass. "Yeah..., you gonna be a good bitch..." predicted Kane, pressing his
palm to Jerome's forehead to tilt his head backwards to look into his eyes
while he sucked. The married man kept his lips wrapped around the shaft,
gently nursing as if expecting warm milk. "We definitely gonna have to do
this shit again, soon...!" he said, pulling his limp dick from the kneeling
man's mouth as he reached for his clothes on the floor. Both men got
dressed before allowing the couple back inside their own apartment.

"Here...!" said Kane, tossing the male a vale of Sextasy for the use of his
place as he quickly walked out. The man caught the vale in mid-air, smiling
when he realized what it was.

"uh..., excuse me..." said Jerome, inching by the couple as he followed
Kane towards the stairwell.

"How much he give you...?" asked the woman, slamming the door behind Jerome
as she rushed to her boyfriend's side.

"Enuff!" said the man, palming the stash from his woman. "Get the weed...,
we gonna smoke this shit right now!" he said, still high off the drugs they
did earlier that morning.

"Okay!" said the woman, excited. As she walked past the couch towards the
bedroom to get the marijuana, she stopped and took a deep sniff of the
air. "Why it smell like ass in here...?!"

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