DISCLAIMER** This story is complete fiction. Characters are not real. This story also contains sexual nature between teenagers of mixed ethnic backgrounds. If you have any discomfort in reading this story then I have a question, and a solution. My question is, why are you in this section of stories if you don't enjoy them, and my solution is to leave. Thank you** ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Other stories, I've written:
once-upon-a-love (Interracial)
A-Plus-Student (Highschool -stories prior to 2002)
Cedar-Point-Black-Guy (Encouters -stories prior to 2004)
The next morning I woke up and to my surprise, Lando was still sleeping next to me. My movement caused him to awaken. He slowly opened his heavy eyes, and looked at me. He smiled, then closed his eyes and pulled me up against him tighter than before. I eventually drifted back off to sleep.
A little while later I woke up again, this time to the sound of my alarm clock. It read 8:30am. Orlando was gone. It was kind of weird how he would just up and leave, and not wake me to say bye or anything. "Oh well," I thought. I decided to get up and make my day productive. I worked on some schoolwork for a while, watched some TV, and then did some more school work. A detective who was working on my case called me to inform me that my car was found. It was on the side of a freeway, out of gas. There was no damage found, however I wouldn't be able to get it back right away. They were running tests and getting fingerprints and stuff like that.
My Mom ended up walking in from work, and made small talk with me. She seemed like she had something on her mind that she just didn't want to say. I didn't press her over it though, she'd say whatever she had to whenever she felt it was the right time. Well, I was right!
"Jason, who was that man in your room with you last night?" she asked with a confused look on her face. I was instantly startled by the question. I didn't know what to tell her, so I chose to go with the truth. "His name is Lando...I thought you guys met at the hospital." Mom knew I was gay, but we never really openly talked about it.
"No, the nurse mentioned a man coming in with you, but she couldn't tell me his name, or who he was."
"Oh, well his name is Lando," I replied.
"Is he...you know...like you?" she asked hesitantly.
"Yes he is," I informed her.
"Are you sure you should be hanging around him?" she inquired.
"What do you mean?" I asked sounded somewhat irritated.
"Well after all Jason, ever since you started hanging out with this guy, your car gets stolen, you get put in the hospital, he obviously sneaks around here at night because I never heard him come in," she said in a matter-of-fact way.
"Well Mom, if you must know, I like him a lot, and the only relevant part of what you just said was the sneaking around thing."
"Well I'm not telling you who to be friends with, I'm just concerned. If he's going to be coming over here, let him in through the door, not the window. Unless he's Peter Pan, he should be using the door like every other normal person."
"Uh, okay then," I replied sounding somewhat surprised.
Later that night, just after I had gotten comfortable in my bed, I heard a knock at the window. I smiled and got out of bed, walked to the window, and there he was again. My "Peter Pan," as Mom had put it. I pointed toward the front door, and Lando nodded. I walked out in the living room, and Mom was awake sitting on the couch watching TV.
"What are you doing up?" she asked.
I half smiled and said, "I'm letting Peter Pan in."
"Good, now I can meet him." She said with a hint of excitement.
I opened the door. Lando walked in, saw my Mom and froze. He looked at me confused. "It's alright, come in, she doesn't bite...unless you tell her you don't like her cooking." He smiled and continued.
"Good evening Mr. Pan," my Mom said. Lando raised an eyebrow at this, "forget it," I said. "Good evening Ma'am," he said.
Lando and I kind of hesitantly headed to my room. As soon as the door closed, he wrapped his arms around me, and kissed me on my cheek. "I missed you," he said. "I missed you too!" I replied. I was really excited to see him. It was like the first time seeing him...every time I saw him.
Lando had been coming over every night for almost 2 months. He and Mom ended up getting along really well. He'd come over and see her doing the dishes, and he'd grab a towel and start helping her. She really liked him.
It was kind of weird seeing him like this. When we went to school, he was always hard-core thug, but when he was at my house, he was always very polite, and sweet, yet he still held his thuggish appeal.... and accent for that matter. One day, Mom asked him if he wanted to move in with us. Lando and I had never even discussed it before, but my Mom was sitting here offering. Without hesitation Lando agreed, and before long, all of his stuff was moved in. Most of his belongings were clothes, and being as I had a nice sized closet, it accommodated him pretty well. Everything seemed so great! Lando even started waking me up to say goodbye, before he'd go somewhere. It was great! One day, I had come home from the store, to find Lando lying on my bed writing in a notebook.
"What's that?" I asked.
"Nothing important," he said.
"What is it?" I asked again playfully.
"Come here an gimme a kiss, an I'll let chu know what it is," he said.
"Works for me." I said.
I walked over and kissed him. He hugged me tight, and ran his fingers through my hair.
"Alright. I don't really show this to no one, but...just look," he said.
I picked up his notebook and read it. It was a poem.
"I didn't know you write poetry," I said.
He looked at me funny and said, "Dawg, that ain't no poetry, that's a rap."
"Oh," I said. "How come you never showed me this before?" I asked.
"Don't trip, it ain't nothing worth showing off, so I keep it to myself," he said.
I read the lyrics on the page. Most of it was about his life, and his feelings. It was pretty deep. As I was reading through his notebook, Lando took his shirt off. He had a tattoo across his stomach just above his belly button that read, "Life." I loved that tattoo. It looked so sexy across his washboard abs. He snatched the notebook from me and threw it on the floor. He pulled me to him, and tickled my cheek with his freshly trimmed goatee.
"Jay, you got me whipped dawg."
"Huh?" I replied
"I ain't never felt for no one like I feel for you. It just feels natural to be loving you like this," he said as he grinded his hips against me.
"Well then I guess we're both whipped cause I don't want nobody but you," I said.
He pulled my head down to his and started kissing me. He instantly pulled my shirt over my head, and told me to take off my clothes. I more than readily agreed. Next thing I know we were both naked with him lying on top of me.
"I want to try some freak-shit," he said.
"Like what?" I asked.
"Like this," he said.
He kissed his way down my stomach, slowly moving his hands behind my ass cheeks. Then suddenly in one motion, he flipped me over into a doggy-style position, and started tonguing my asshole. This man definitely knew how to work his tongue. He was licking, sucking and slurping, causing my legs to tremble. He was good at what he was doing to me! He moved into a sixty-nine position and put his dick in my face. I thought about it for a second, then moved his dick out of the way and dove in on his asshole. He jumped up and said, "Wait a minute!" I laughed. "Just trust me," I pleaded. He didn't say anything; he just went back to what he was doing. I went back to tonguing his asshole. He started grinding against my face. He loved every minute of it! It wasn't long before he had me lying on my back, with him sitting on my face. He was still bent over sucking my dick. I had my hands roaming up and down his sides, feeling the rippling of his stomach as his ass slid across my face. I was so incredibly turned on. Suddenly he lifted his ass off of my face, and pointed his dick downward. He shoved his dick down my throat, and after two or three pumps, he started cumming in my mouth. I started swallowing as fast as I could. He went back to sucking my dick immediately after his orgasm subsided. It didn't take me long, especially after what just happened. I started cumming in Lando's mouth and he never took his mouth off of my dick. As soon as I was done squirting, he moved his mouth away and came up and kissed me. It turned out he never swallowed my cum. He ended up kissing it into my mouth. He lifted up from me, and said, "that kind of freak-shit." I smiled, still holding my cum in my mouth. "Damn baby, swallow it already," he said. I gulped it down, and then Lando kissed me once more.
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