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Nigga get over here and give me what I paid for! Fuck!
This trick aint waste no time whipping his shit out LOL. Before I proceed let me put yall on to who I am. The name's L.J. I'm 24, afro-american, dark chocolate, 5'7, fit, verse, hung with a cute butt yum LOL.
Anyways I'm about to suck this nigga's dick and make a quick buck. Dude's name is Andrew and he's a drug dealer who's on the DL. So of course he was the typical thugged out street nigga. Crazy tats, solid build, Yankee fitted, True Religion jeans sagging off his ass showing off his Calvin's, and some Jordans. Dope boy fresh LOL. Threw me some drugs as a bonus. He pushed exotics, powder, & e-pills.
We in this nigga's crib and my knees was on the tiles of the cold hard projects floor getting ready to slob his knob. He puts his thick chocolate 9 inch circumcised dick between my lips and started pumping it back & forth in my mouth. His pre-cum mixed well with my saliva. I'm making sure the shaft of his dick is feeling the warmth of my tongue.
Yeah nigga! Suck that dick muthafucker! Damn L.J. don't stop!
Then he sped up the pace and treated my throat like a vagina. He put both his hands on the back of my head and practically raped my mouth. I didn't mind though I liked it rough. This nigga Andrew was loving it. Head is cocked back, eyes wide shut, mouth wide open, breathing mad heavy. I was doing the damn thing LOL!
Damn L.J. you gon' make me bust! I don't wanna cum yet. Lick them balls nigga!
I took a break from slurping his meat and gave his sack a tongue bath. His pubic area was a bit hairy but fuck it. I flicked my tongue on his balls tickling his sack. It drove him crazy. Then I started sucking on his balls juggling them in my mouth. All the while my right hand is jerking this nigga's dick that's covered with my saliva and his pre-cum. A nice little lubricant LOL.
Oh yes nigga fuck! Lick them nuts yo! Damn you gon' make me pay for some ass if you keep this up nigga! Damn!
Nigga Andrew was in complete ecstasy. He took his dick out my grip and started slapping it across my face. His dick was heavy! I felt the weight of it when he was beating my lips with it. After he finished abusing my face with his manhood he shoved it right back in my mouth.
Time to wrap it up L.J. Go in nigga! Show me what you made of. Act like you want this c-note.
I went in! I was slurping his dick like a straw. My slurping and his moaning & groaning echoed in the room. It was like a X-rated symphony. This nigga was really face fucking me then I felt his grip on the back of my head getting tighter. I knew what time it was.
Fuck nigga I'm bout to bust! You ready to swallow my kids? You ready to drink my babies huh? Here it comes. Ugh, uuuugh, fuuuuck, fuck! Goddamn nigga!
The veins in his dick was jumping with each strand of cum that was shot in my mouth. My mouth was flooded with the sweet taste and texture of his sperm. I quenched my thirst and swallowed every drop. There was still a little bit of cum dripping from the slit of his dick so I put his dick back in my mouth and made sure I got that little bit.
Whew goddamn lil' nigga! You did the damn thing. You give head better than a bitch. Now hurry up, get dressed and get the fuck out. I got your number stored in my phone L.J. I'll holla when I need a place to deposit my unborn kids LOL.
I picked up my pile of clothes on the floor and put my money with the rest of my tips for the night. As usual after I finish with a client I get mixed feelings. Sometimes I feel degraded and sometimes I feel useful. Know what I mean? I let myself out and didn't even bother to say goodbye to Andrew.
The elevator was taking to long so I took the stairs. As I'm running down the steps to the lobby what must have been one of the sexiest pieces of trade I've ever laid eyes on was coming up the steps. He looked like he was in his early 30s, a few inches taller than me, caramel complexion, hazel eyes, solid build, fresh to death.
Homeboy had a fresh fitted cap, this fire bomber jacket, crisp pair of 7 jeans, clean Timbs, and his sideburns symmetrically connected with his shaped up beard. I was in lust with this nigga. As I snapped out of slow motion mode and came back to real time I accidentally bumped into him on my way down. He smells like money too LOL. I immediately apologized.
He quickly replied. You good lil' homie. Yo son what's your name? Where you from?
My heart started racing as the smell of piss filled the air. Dude had a deep commanding voice, I'm in the projects, I don't know dude or what his intentions are so I was a little apprehensive to give him the 411 about me. I put my hand in my pocket and got my razor ready just in case dude try me.
Why you wanna know?
Cause I've never seen you round here before. You a new face.
Name's L.J. I'm from queens.
What part?
Far Rockaway.
Damn Far Rockaway! All the way out there.
Yep! That's where I'm headed.
I'm sayin' lil' homey it's late and you a new face in the hood where you coming from? Who you visiting?
Now my heart is pumping overtime I feel the adrenaline rushing through my body. I'm nervous as hell but kept my composure. I can't let him see that I was nervous but I was still cautious. For real! My hand was still on my box cutter in my pocket.
I can't tell you that bruh. Look man I don't want no problems. I'm just tryna get home to my family feel me.
Oh nah you got it twisted mah dude I don't get down like these grimey ass niggas out here. My fault for being all up in your business lil' homie. I was gon' ask you did you wanna crash at my crib. It's late and you in a dangerous part of Brooklyn. I got some kush and some liquor in the crib. You drink? You smoke?
Yeah I do both. By the way I aint catch your name.
Oh my fault Paul.
Oh aight wassup Paul nice to meet you.
I gave Paul a dap and I was all in. Damn this nigga was fine! His hand felt smooth as butter. I still had my guard up because I don't know if it was a setup but my dick was starting to think for me. I had the ill hard on. I don't know if he noticed or not. I was walking funny trying my best to hide my feelings, my tendencies, and of course my hard on.
You good lil' homie I aint tryna set you up. Just be easy and come chill with me.
He must've read the fear on my face or he's one hell of a mind reader. I mean it's late and Far Rockaway lives up to its name. It's far! So I took Paul up on his offer. Back up the stairs I go with this fine ass nigga. We had to walk up two more floors and his apartment was right there. He quickly took out his keys and unlocked the door. We let ourselves in.
His apartment was hooked up nice. Flatscreen TV, a giant fish tank, an antique coffee table, a lot of afro-centric art, Italian leather furniture and that was just the living room. The kitchen was spotless and his cabinets had some expensive looking dish sets. Also there was a glass kitchen table. I almost forgot I was in the projects and wanted to see the rest of the apartment.
Um Paul you don't mind if I use your bathroom?
Nah not at all lil' homie. Down the hall to your right.
Thanks Paul.
No prob lil' homie.
Even the way he called me lil' homie was sexy. I became more at ease with the situation. His bathroom was beautiful. The shower curtain, rug, and hand towels had a bluish color scheme. I unzipped my pants and wrestled with my hard on to take it out the opening so I can piss. I've noticed the pre-cum leaking from my dick and I felt the wet spot in my underwear.
I pissed then took some tissue and wiped the piss that splashed on the toilet seat. After I flushed I washed my hands then made my way back out to the living room. The smell of kush filled the air.
Have a seat on the couch make yourself comfortable lil' homie! Paul yelled from the kitchen.
I heard him making our drinks. When he came out the kitchen to bring me my cocktail I gagged. My eyes went directly to his mandingo. It must've been at least 11 inches thick! It had a cute little curve and it was uncut but so fucking what. The foreskin looked like it can pull back and Paul seemed like a clean dude. This nigga was butt ass naked and I wanted to be naked with him.
Here's your cocktail lil' homie. Wait let me stir it for you.
Paul took his dick, dipped it in my drink, and stirred my cocktail with it. When he took his dick out my drink he asked me 2 taste it. My mind went in many directions but I gave him the benefit of the doubt and started to sip from my glass.
Nah lil' homie taste it off my dick. I know you want to.
And goddamn it he was right. I sipped the alcohol and pre-cum off his 11 inches. He started pulling back the foreskin.
Lick the tip, lick the head lil' homie.
I stuck my tongue out and licked his pretty slightly pink head. His dick is huge! He slapped it on my tongue and then stopped. I was like huh?
That's enough for right now lil' homie. Let's get wasted first. The kush & cocktail will bring out the best in us tonight.
He winked at me and told me to spark up the blunt. I sipped my cocktail and lit up the blunt. The kush was strong so I had to take it easy on the blunt. I almost coughed to death.
Yeah lil' homie I peeped ur dark chocolate ass coming down the steps I had to get you to the crib. You mad sexy. You got a handsome face, a cute round ass, and a big bulge. You got it going on lil' homie.
Paul compliments was making me blush. My cheeks was probably as red as my eyes right now. I was horny as fuck and I was ready to strip. I was about to take my shirt off until Paul interrupted me.
Nah lil' homie get up before you get undressed. Let me sit down. Nigga like me wanna see a striptease. Take your shit off nice & slow. Get sexy with it while I jack off.
So I got up as Paul took my seat on the couch. Before he sat down though I caught a glimpse of his caramelized, firm, round, perky ass with dimples. It looked like an apple dipped in caramel so sweet & tasty, I wanted to take a bite. Wasn't really that hairy except a little strip of hair around the crack but it was all good. Literally LOL.
Anyways Paul resumed to stroke his dick nice and slow with a rhythm while he watched me slowly & seductively take off my shirt. My six pack exposed then my chest with pierced nipples then finally the shirt came off. I threw it at him and he caught it with one hand while jerking off with the other. He took my shirt and deeply inhaled the scent of Axe spray mixed with light perspiration.
Damn lil' homie can't wait to smell the rest of you.
He smirked and started stroking his dick a little faster. I guess the scent was an aphrodesiac for him. I started undoing my jeans and pulled them down real slow and seductive. Paul was cheesing hard as the denim was sliding slowly down my thick, muscular, chocolate thighs exposing my mountain top bulge. I kicked off my shoes and removed my jeans.
I'm now in nothing but some Polo Ralph Lauren boxer briefs and my Nike socks. I'm feeling on my crotch and playing with my nipples. I started to remove my underwear.
Wait lil' homie! Before you take your draws off lemme get a lap dance. I wanna see how you move so I know what to expect tonight. He said while petting his monster LOL.
Cocky aint you LOL?
I mean isn't it obvious LOL? He jokingly asked while gesturing his eyes towards his monster.
I laughed and walked towards Paul to give him his lap dance. I stood between his legs and started gyrating my hips. He pulled on the waistband of my undies and turned me around. I started winding & grinding my ass and he gave it a good smack. While I'm still grinding my ass he sat me down on his lap and I started grinding against his monster. His monster was hungry for some ass.
Bend over and touch your toes lil' homie! He demanded.
I did as I was told and he pulled my undies down to my ankles. I stepped out of them. I was now looking at Paul upside-down and judging by his smile I could tell he was enjoying the view. I was winking my hole at him enticing him to give it a few licks. He nibbled on my ass cheeks and then penetrated my anus with his tongue.
It was warm & moist and I was hot & ready. While Paul was enjoying his meal I was stroking my thick, cut, 9 inch dick oozing with pre-cum. Paul spreaded my cheeks apart and had his handsome face all in my ass. It felt incredible.
You like that shit lil' homie?
Yeah nigga eat my cakes! Taste my boy pussy nigga!
After coming up for air Paul ate my ass a little longer and gave it a few hard smacks. Then he turned me around and saw my dick at attention. I could tell he was impressed with my size and the next thing you know my dick was in his mouth. I hope he aint mind the taste of pre-cum. It was a warm sensation as he went up and down on my meat.
Now it's time for you to return the favor lil' homie.
I got down on my knees and went to work as Paul sat back on the couch. I was giving his dick long slow strokes with my mouth. I aint gon' lie I gagged a few times while attempting to deep throat his monster. Paul was in ecstasy as his head leaned back, his eyes rolled back, and he let out a loud ass moan. I heard his toes crack as they curled.
Chill lil' homie! I aint tryna nut before getting some ass. I'll bust in your mouth afterwards I promise.
I hope you're a man of your word LOL.
Trust me I don't make promises I can't keep. Now shut up and get on the couch doggystyle I'm ready to fuck.
I positioned myself on the couch and poked my ass out. Paul pulled out a bottle of lube out of nowhere and slid some between my cheeks then lined my hole with it. Then he lubed up his dick before pressing it against my anxious hole. He carefully inserted the head and it hurted a little but not for long.
He finally managed to get it all in my ass and then he picked up the pace. Long strokes in and out my ass. I was moaning & screaming in sync with his strokes. He was getting deeper & deeper with each stroke. This nigga was pounding the fuck out of me. I was loving it and so was he.
Yeah nigga fuck me! Don't stop!
You like this dick nigga? He asked while he slapped my ass.
Yes Paul fuck me!
Fuck lil' homie this some good boy pussy! It's warm and wet, deep and tight just the way I like it.
He continued to bang my back out for a little while before he finally decided to flip me on my back. He put my legs on his shoulders and positioned his dick for penetration. He let out a moan as it went in and pounded away. I was going through it but in a good way. The sound of his pelvis slapping up against my ass became louder.
Yo put ur legs back and hold 'em there.
I followed his command and had my legs in the air. Paul was going crazy playing in my ass. He was practically swimming in my shit that's how deep he was fucking me. I started jerking my dick while Paul was having a field day in my ass. He stared into my eyes and leaned in to tongue kiss me.
He was grinding on top of me while nibbling on my ear. It was driving me crazy and I was ready to cum. I shot a few large loads on my chest and stomach. It must've inspired Paul because he pumped my ass harder & harder and I felt his dick jumping inside me.
Damn lil' homie I'm bout to nut! Aaah, aaaah, fuck!
Fortunately he pulled out just in time. My mouth just made it to catch his nut. Strand after strand shot into my mouth. I was surprised I managed to swallow it all.
Damn lil' homie that boy pussy felt hella good. I almost broke my promise to you LOL. I was about to let loose up in that ass bruh.
I'm glad you kept your word or else I would've been disappointed LOL.
Let's get cleaned up and finish getting tipsy. We got a long night ahead of us lil' homie.
I know that's right! LOL
I'm sure the email is on the top of the story. Like I said honest feedback is welcome just remember to keep it constructive. My name is Larry SupHomeboi Johnson on facebook and you can follow me on twitter @SupHomeboi ok readers. Thanks for taking the time to read part one, more coming soon.