Date: Sat, 27 Feb 2016 18:25:33 -0700
From: odanny dannyo <odannyoh@hotmail.com>
Subject: tastin-family  chapter 4

CHAPTER 4

The next morning my brother came in to feed me my breakfast,, (read as he
needed a blow job). I mustered up all the will I had and told him no
more. Until he got me more, he wasn't getting any. He wanted to know why,
it wasn't his fault. I told him he was right, but I needed what I
needed. Think of something. When I got home from after school, he was
lookin around again for a hot mouth. I stood my ground. He said he had come
up with a plan but wasn't sure if I would agree.  He could start bringing
his friends by. They weren't as hot on the street as he had been. Even
though the bitches were going crazy for a fuck; since he had dropped
them. His plan was for me to stay out of sight in the basement he'd bring a
friend by, tell them he had a bitch in the basement, but she didn't want
them to know who she was, but that she was a cum whore, willing to suck on
anything hard. So if he and his friends wanted a fantastic BJ they were
welcome to come by and cum by me, funny play on words huh? I would stay in
an old refrigerator box, with a hole in it so they could insert their
cocks, get sucked off as often as they could cum. And that the box would be
here for their loads.  I agreed, now my brotha wanted off, no way when his
plan went into effect he could be the first in line at the hole in the
box. And he could use the hole for as long as he could stand up.

I only had a half day at school the next day, my bro said to get down in
the box he had 4 or 5 guys coming by. I dropped my books on the table and
ran to my sperm bank. I wasn't there long and I heard the door upstairs
open and steps coming down the stairwell, it seemed like an army, it wasn't
but there ya have it. My brotha was first, damn sure he was, 2 days without
someone to relive him... damned straight he was first. I could hear the
other guys cheerin him on, if they only knew cheerin was the last thing he
needed. He popped too quick to please me. I thought I recognized some of
the voices. I'd have to do something about that, I wanted to know just who
was vistin the sperm bank. I was like a kid in a candy store. One of the
dicks was the nicest thing I had ever put in my mouth, plump, not to long,
I mean better than average I determined as I sucked the afternoon away,, I
had to find a way to know who that was.

My brotha cut in line twice, saying something like you dudes pumpin that
box are making me horny, and seein as how he had set this sperm bank up he
would cut in whenever he wanted, No one could stop him they moaned but that
was it..  Surprised the shit out of me, I got 3 loads from my brotha... I
thought humm he's seein all that meat and it must have been hot for him. I
never thought of having him blow me though, I was just curious that's all,
if he hadn't before he would try it with some dude at some point.

My cousin's kin stayed a long time... I was sure missin their dickin. I was
out of school for the summer, and so my house turned into quite the place
to be... neighbors musta thought my bro was dealing. I had cut a small
sliver of the box just at my eye level... and I watched who was next at the
box. The one with the pretty dick,, he was someone I knew, he never paid
any attention to me. He would soon, if I had my way, and I would. One of
his trips to the sperm bank I put my finger out of the hole and he bent
over to the hole... I got in close to his ear an whispered, bet we'd both
like it if you porked my ass. I have no idea if he knew the voice, didn't
care much either, he'd know it one day. He fucked my face so hard from bein
so turned on I thought the box would cave in. Seems the lines got longer
and longer, never had one of those dicks as pretty as the one I promised my
ass to.  Yeah there were some gentlemanly cocks out there or in my sperm
bank for sure, but the pretty one he's the one, I'd ride that mo-fo till he
blistered. I spent a lot of time suckin, but missed my cousins. We closed
the bank one day cuz I tole my bro I was goin vistin, no sweat on his part
as long as he got my throat, and on occasion my hole. I worked him hard
that day.


"Sometimes you will never know the true value of a moment until it becomes
a memory." IMAN