BRUTHALY LUV -9
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26 year old Marlon Overton groaned and grunted heavily under the heavy fucking he received from his 23 year old lover Curtis Williams. They had been fucking most of the night, with precious little breaks in-between. Curtis was leaving for the airport this morning, for a job interview in Atlanta, and wanted to `soak up' as much loving as he could from his boyfriend. However Marlon's sore asshole was suffering the slings of Curtis' sexual aggression, this being Curt's 7th fuck since last night.
Marlon lay on his back, his legs pressed (painfully) backed against the mattress behind him as Curtis leaned in over him with his weight down against the backs of Marlon's pent thighs, holding them up and out of the way as he thrust in and out of his lover's bare ass, driving his thick heavy dick 12 inches deep with every thrust. Marlon's own dick lay limply against his abdomen, having shot all of its juices last night during the 3rd fucking. He looked up into his boyfriend's lust driven face as Curtis' eyes fluttered closed, concentrating on the thrilling sensation happening to his dick, his hips having a mind of their own as he slapped repeatedly into Marlon's aching buttock, causing the squeaking bed to swing and sway noisily.
"I'm getting close..." announced Curt for the 7th time, fucking harder as he probed deeper. Marlon's face scrunched in painful expressions as he bit his lower lip and took his lover's assault, wanting to please him. Curtis slammed into Marlon's well fucked open chute a few dozen more times before his dick swelled, throbbed, then started jerking wildly. "...AARRRRRHHHHHH...!!!" he yelled, falling forth with exhaustion as he remained locked inside his lover's grip.
Marlon enveloped Curtis in his arms as his dick continued to pump inside him, his legs still trapped in the air around Curtis' slim but muscular arms. "I'm gonna miss you, babe..." said Curt, lifting his head to see Marlon's handsome face before kissing him on the lips.
"I'm gonna miss you too!" said Marlon, feeling Curtis' soft dick withdraw from his ass as Curt finally allowed his legs to lower to the bed. "What time do you need to be at the airport...?"
"My flight leaves at 9am..." said Curtis, jumping up revitalized and refreshed. "...but I gotta get there 2 hours ahead for check-in..." he reminded.
"Crys let me borrow her car to drop you off after I take Rachelle into school..." said Marlon, reluctant to get out of bed.
"Kewl..." said Curt, slipping on some old jogging shorts before tossing a towel over his shoulder. "...maybe we can get in another quickie at the airport...?" he joked (or so Marlon hoped) before heading out the door and up the basement steps to go shower.
Curtis and Marlon was used to living with Crystal and Rachelle (Marlon and Crystal's 8 year old daughter), living on different levels of the house, and sharing the common areas (i.e. living room, dining room, kitchen & bathroom), however they still weren't used to Crystal's new boyfriend (Dan Edwards) spending the night. Curtis nearly had the fright scared out of him when he walked into the open bathroom to find Dan standing at the toilet (completely naked) pissing.
"Morning." said Dan plainly, holding his soft (but long) dick down at the toilet bowel, a hefty piss stream shooting out the tip of his fat dickhead.
Curtis couldn't help but notice it...
"Hey..." he said, taken aback by the older man's carelessness. "You KNO Crys has an 8 year old daughter sleepin' just down the hall, rite...?"
"Yeah..., so?" asked Dan, shaking the piss drops from his dick before flushing.
"She could've been the one to walk in here and catch you standin' there naked instead of me...!" reasoned Curtis, his hands on his hips in disbelief.
"So...?" asked Dan, leaving the toilet seat up. "She's old enough to know the difference between men and women..., a soft penis shouldn't scare her...!"
"You don't have a problem showin' yur shyt off to a small kid...?" questioned Curt, disturbed.
"I'm just saying..." said Dan.
"What'r you sayin...?" asked Curt, wanting clarification.
"I wouldn't purposely want her to catch me naked..., but IF she did, I don't think it's the end of the world...!" explained Dan.
"No..., just the end of her innocence...!" argued Curtis.
"You should talk...!" laughed Dan. "You're downstairs SLEEPING with her daddy...
"SLEEPIN' bein' the operative word!" countered Curtis.
"We ALL know y'all doing MORE than just sleeping together...!" corrected Dan.
"What Marlon and I do downstairs in the privacy of our bedroom is nobody's business..." snapped Curt, getting angry. "...and as far as Rachelle's concerned, all me and her dad do together IS sleep! We don't flaunt our relationship in front of her like you do with Crystal! We don't kiss and hug in front of her, and we definitely don't walk around the house naked for her to catch us! And as long as yur stayin' in this house while I'm here..., neither do YOU!"
"Alight man, don't get your panties all in a bunch..." said Dan, holding his hands up defensively.
"I don't wear underwear..." informed Curtis as Dan walked by. "...and I definitely don't wear any fuckin' panties! Don't catch yurself a smackdown in this hallway...!"
"Chill out, youngster!" said Dan, disappearing back into Crystal's room. Curtis rolled his eyes (seriously disliking Dan) as he slammed the bathroom door behind him.
"What was all that shouting I heard...?" asked Crystal, lifting her head from her pillow (her hair scattered wildly over her head).
"Your roommate Curtis..." said Dan, climbing back into bed.
"What was he shouting about...?" asked Crystal, yawning.
"He didn't like that I went to the bathroom in my birthday suit..." explained Dan. "...said it was disrespectful cause Rachelle could have caught me...!"
"Well..., he's right..." said Crystal, sitting up.
Getting angry, Dan gripped Crystal's jaw tightly, squeezing her lips together until they popped out in fish mold.
"You're supposed to be MY girlfriend...!" he said firmly in a controlled voice (as not to gain any unwanted attention from outside the bedroom). "Why are you always agreeing with those faggots?!"
"I'm not...!" defended Crystal, shocked by the manhandling.
Dan stared her over with contempt, then as the sheets fell down off her breasts, his eyes gazed down over her tits, elevating some of his anger...
"You need to be on your man's side more often..." he said, releasing her face as he reached down and roughly pulled on her tits. When he leaned in to kiss, Crystal turned her head, still upset by his reaction. But Dan wasn't trying to be denied as he tapped her facial cheek firmly (stopping just short of a bonafied slap). Crystal jumped with shock, staring at him strangely, too shocked to speak. This time when Dan leaned in to kiss her, she didn't pull away, she merely allowed his lips to touch hers as his tongue quickly slipped into her mouth.
"I...I...have to get Rachelle up for school..." she panted between kisses.
"Curt's in the shower..." said Dan, uncaring of Crystal's schedule. "...why don't you give me some head until he's finished...?" he asked, lying back as he pushed her head down into his lap. Crystal (reluctantly) picked up Dan's half-hard dick, then aimed it up to her mouth and started sucking, feeling it grow and lengthen in her mouth. Though her heart wasn't in it, she licked and sucked Dan's dick the way he liked it, giving him pleasure even though she didn't think he deserved it. After about 5 minutes Dan had another order... "Ride me!" he said, simply.
Crystal dropped Dan's dick from her mouth, then pulled back the covers and climbed up on top of her boyfriend. Spitting into her hand, she ran it down over her pussy lips before lifting Dan's dick and aiming it to her slit. Sitting back, she slowly sank down on it, feeling all 11 inches sink inside her, filling to capacity.
"Oh god..." she groaned at the fullest of it all. Dan reached up and gripped her waist, making her move her hips.
"Fuck me!" he ordered as Crystal began rocking and rotating her hips, churning his meat around inside her. Feeling Dan's fingers strengthen about her waist, she started lifting and lowering her ass in his lap, fucking herself on his dick.
Dan stared up at Crystal's naked body, loving her firm tits and flat tummy. Despite being an obvious catch, something was missing, Dan couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he just wasn't sexually fulfilled with Crystal. In fact, no women Dan had ever dated (even his ex-wife) could completely satisfy him like he wanted. They were too frail, too feminine, too girlish. While he did enjoy women, there was another part of him (a big part) that liked to control and humiliate. He didn't discover this about himself until a couple of years ago when he started fucking one of his work colleagues, a guy named David Smith. David and Dan had been friends on the job, the only two black faces in a sea of whites. Dan had always believed they were on the same level, as David had a live-in fiancé (Dedrah) that Dan had met several times. However when Dan discovered David's OTHER side (from a drug dealer named D-Money), he found himself too intrigued to in Money's twisted tales of sexual control and humiliation to let David go unchecked and untested. So after letting David know HE knew his secret, he forced David to become his own personal sex slave, making David do every and anything he demanded, including getting fucked by his own biological son (check out the series My Woman's Lover for the whole sorted story). However since losing David to David's son (Kevin) in a sex contest to see WHO would have the right to keep David as a lover, Dan's been missing what he used to have. While women were good at being slaves to men and their needs, Dan liked the extra power he felt by controlling and manipulating another man, a supposed equal, watching him grovel and beg at his feet like a little lap dog. Seeing Crystal's gay roommates (Marlon in particular) gave Dan the thrill that he might be able to get that strange dominate/submissive relationship again. Marlon definitely looked like he fit the bill. Unfortunately Marlon's lover Curtis didn't seem to be the type to be taken lightly. If only he could find a way to get rid of Curtis, then Marlon would be there for the taking!
Crystal was bouncing up and down on Dan's big dick, groaning and grunting as it throbbing and pulsed inside her. She knew Dan was close to coming when she say his muscles beginning to strain, then felt him starting to thrust up into her harder. Trying to pull off before he came inside her, she tried lifting off of his dick, only to have him lock his hands over her shoulders from underneath her armpits. Using his strong legs to thrust up, he fucked hard into her, banging her pussy from the bottom as Crystal grunted and panted, her tits bouncing before his face like two water balloons. "AARRRRHHHH YEAH...!!" he yelled as he came, flooding her pussy with his cum.
Crystal felt the dam burst inside her as Dan flooded her with semen. Pulling her down on top of him, he hugged her closely, kissing her mouth and neck as his dick finished its orgasm inside her. "You still mad at me...?" he asked, looking up at her, completely satisfied.
"No..." smiled Crystal, unable to stay angry after sex.
"Good..." said Dan, slapping her ass. "...I'm famished! What's for breakfast...?" he asked, pulling the covers back up over himself.
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Breakfast was interesting. Crystal had made a big (Sunday style) breakfast of pancakes, eggs, sausage, grits, and beacon, along with cereal, milk, and orange juice. Dan, Marlon, Curtis, herself, and Rachelle all sat down at the table to eat, with Rachelle doing most of the talking. It was then that Dan learned Curtis was leaving town for a few days to visit Atlanta for a job interview, leaving his doting boyfriend (Marlon) behind. No one noticed the sinister smirk on Dan's face as he thought of having some one on one time alone with Curtis' boyfriend. In fact, the thought was so appealing that Dan's dick hardened under the table. He grabbed Crystal's hand and placed on his bulge. Crystal looked embarrassed as she made an `oops' face, believing SHE was the object of said erection. Marlon noticed Crystal's giddiness, then noticed her hand absent from the table and realized what the straight couple was up to. Smiling to himself, he was glad that his baby's momma finally found a boyfriend that satisfied her and treated her right.
After breakfast, Marlon gathered up the passengers for school and the airport, helping Curtis with his carry bag as they said goodbye and headed out. Crystal began clearing the table in her bathrobe, while Dan got up and cornered her against the sink, pulling open her robe and maneuvering between her legs to stuff her pussy with his hard dick.
"Oh...OH...ahhhh...!" grunted Crystal, picked up and penetrated before she even knew what was happening. Dan started thrusting up into her as she wrapped her legs about his waist, holding on with her arms around his neck.
In the car, Marlon pulled off from the curb after loading up the passengers.
"How do you feel about Dan...?" asked Curtis curiously, from the passenger seat.
"Dan...?" questioned Marlon, not giving it much thought. "He's okay..." he said, wondering why his name was being bought up? "...why...? How do YOU feel about him...?"
"I never liked him..." said Curtis, straight up. "...it's somethin' about `em that just..., rubs me wrong..." he added, unable to put his finger on it.
"He SEEMS okay..." said Marlon, not seeing Dan the same way. "...Crystal's happy with him, that's all that matters...! Right?"
"I don't kno..." said Curt. "I'm not gonna be around for a couple of days..." he reminded, "...keep an eye on him..., make sure he ain't doin' nothin' sneaky around the house...!"
"Sneaky like what...?" asked Marlon, believing Curtis was getting paranoid.
"Just WATCH `em!" insisted Curtis, having a strong impression.
"Okay." said Marlon, pulling up in front of Rachelle's school. Unbuckling his daughter, he hurriedly rushed her into class with the other students, then ran back out to the car to dash to the airport. Philadelphia International was as busy as ever, the lines for baggage check were long as frustrated passengers looked at their watches and wondered if they'd make their planes on time?
Pulling Marlon side, Curtis took him to one of the terminal's large restroom, aligned with over 20 toilet stalls and 20 urinals/sinks. The stalls were large enough to roll your luggage in while you used the toilet. There were several men inside using the laboratory for various uses when Marlon and Curtis walked in. Curtis scanned the stalls, noticing that only 4 were in use. Taking Marlon down to the last one, he pushed him inside and closed the door behind them.
"This isn't a good idea..." whispered Marlon, as Curtis started pulling at his clothes, stripping him naked. "...security's a lot tighter than it used to be..., they monitor who comes and goes from the restrooms now since 9-1-1...!"
"They're looking for BOMB suspects..." reasoned Curtis, yanking down Marlon's pants before shoving him face first up against the stall wall. "...not two hot guys fuckin' inna bathroom!"
"Well I'm glad YOU'RE confident...!" said Marlon, feeling apprehensive.
"Look..., I'm gonna be gone for 2 whole days..." argued Curtis, "...you'd rather wait til I get back...?" he asked. When Marlon hesitated an answered, he added... "IF I get back...! You kno how badly these plans fly nowadays...!"
"Don't say that...!" said Marlon, having given no thought to Curtis' plane crashing and burning.
"So you wanna make love rite now..., or WISH you had lata after my death...?" asked Curt, laying it on thick.
"Stop talking like that...!" insisted Marlon (getting nervous), bending over to receive his lover. Curtis smiled, knowing Marlon was always a pushover.
Wetting his dick with spit, he aligned his dick up to Marlon's still greased anus, then pushed in. Marlon steadied himself against the stall wall, holding onto the top as Curtis pushed in and started to fuck.
Curtis loved fucking in public places, knowing people were walking by, listening. The threat of getting caught and having to explain your way out of trouble. Having people peek in on him between the cracks, trying to get a good look at who's fucking and who's getting fucked. The whole idea of fucking in front of strangers was exciting, so much so that Curtis often threw caution to the find and went for broke. Bending Marlon over further (to get deeper access), he gripped him by the hips and started thrusting into him hard, making sure Marlon had no choice but to make noise, getting attention.
"uhhh...uhhh...arrhhh..." grunted Marlon, "...don't fuck me so hard..." he warned, trying to keep quiet. Curtis merely smiled as he picked up the pace, knowing they didn't have all day like they normally did when in bed.
Over the loud speakers they could hear boarding announcements being called, as strangers entered and left after doing their business. Curtis could feel Marlon's anus gripping him snugly as remnants of their earlier love making began coating his dick from Marlon's guts, making fucking easier.
"Yur still carrying ME around inside you...?" asked Curtis, bringing Marlon's head back towards his mouth to whisper in his ear.
"Yes..." panted Marlon, as Curt ran his hands up his torso towards his neck, tilting his face sideways. "...I wanted to have you inside me incase we didn't have time to say goodbye...!"
"Shyt..., I wish you were comin' to Atlanta with me...!" groaned Curtis, loving Marlon even more as he stabbed his dick in and out of his ass.
"I LOVE you, baby...!" whispered Marlon, looking at Curtis over his shoulder, even as he continued to fuck him.
"I love you too, boo..., fo'real!" said Curtis, leaning in on his tip-toes to kiss.
Marlon opened his mouth as Curtis slipped his long tongue into his mouth, making Marlon suck it. Marlon sucked his boyfriend's tongue as he panted breathlessly through his nose after every rough inward thrust into his gut. Curtis turned Marlon sideways so their faces were facing one another, then lifted Marlon's right leg straight up onto his left shoulder, making his anus more vulnerable. With Marlon's thighs now straining in SPLIT position, Curtis was able to comfortably kiss Marlon while fucking well into his gut, shoving him full of hard goodness as the two lovers locked together like a lock & key.
Marlon was used to having his legs spread wide in bed (on his back) to accommodate Curt's demands, but this was the first time he could recall having to do a standing split, and his inner thighs were starting to feel the burn, even as his asshole was taking the full brunt of Curtis' anal assault.
Curtis humped up into Marlon's hole, stabbing him deeply with every stroke, sending his foot long masterpiece 12 inches into his lover's body. Marlon could feel the excess cum dribbling from his anus, dripping down his inner thigh with a long creamy trail. It wasn't until Curtis changed positions again that Marlon's legs felt some relief.
Pulling out of Marlon, Curtis took a seat on the toilet and instructed Marlon to `ride' him. Marlon straddled Curtis' thighs, then lowered his well fucked and slightly sore anus down on his boyfriend's dick, taking him from tip to base in less than a second. Transfixed, he began to lift and bounce, riding his lover's lap like a champion jockey. Curtis rubbed his hands lovingly up and down Marlon's bare back, cupping his ass cheeks, kissing his lips, sucking tongues, and pinching his nipples. Marlon could feel the foot long appendage sliding in and out of him, the long phallus reaching well into his gut like a vital organ. He definitely was going to miss his lover while he was gone for two days, and wondered HOW would he cope if Curtis got the job and moved to Atlanta? Having had a former drug problem, he could only hope he wouldn't have a relapse, using drugs to dull the pain of losing his one and only boyfriend.
"What'r you thinkin' bout...?" asked Curtis, noting Marlon's far away look.
"Just thinking of how much I'll miss you over the next two days..." he answered, still riding that dick. "...this's the first time we've been apart since we moved together 3 years ago!"
"I kno, baby..." said Curtis, reaching up behind Marlon's neck to pull his face down closer to his. "You kno how much I love bein' up inside this pussy, rite...?"
"Yes..." panted Marlon, still riding.
"Then you should kno I'm gonna be tryin' like hell to get back here and get back up IN it as soon as possible, rite...?" Marlon groaned, waiting for the day... "I don't want nobody else up in that shyt before I get back, either...!" warned Curt, "Unless it's Milt...! Milt's the only one that can fuck this pussy while I'm gone, aiight...?"
"You know Milt and I aren't close like that anymore...!" said Marlon.
"He might be willin' to `hit it' for me while I'm out of town..." suggested Curt. "...either way, I'll be back in two days to tap it just rite!"
"I can't wait!" admitted Marlon honestly, leaning down to kiss. Curtis used Marlon vulnerability against him and started thrusting up into him hard, holding his head down in a lip-lock.
Marlon groaned and grunted under the ruthless attack on his gut. He squirmed about uncomfortable as Curtis' dick probed deep, unlocked a lost load left behind in his bowels from last night. The mass of cum escaped around Curt's upward plunging manhood, coating his slick smooth shaft in slimy slickness. Curtis fucked straight up into Marlon's heart, his dick touching the soft flesh inside his chest.
"Oh fuck..., I'm comin'...!" announced Curt, thrusting up one last time before burying his dick. Marlon pressed his mouth against Curt's keeping him from screaming out loud and alerting the entire airport. Curtis panted loudly as he came inside his lover, clenching his body tightly as he emptied his balls inside him.
As soon as Curtis was finished coming, he pulled Marlon up off his dick, then pulled Marlon's 7" erection into his mouth and began sucking, taking the entire dick down to the root. Marlon's asshole was still throbbing from the fucking, still leaking dabs of semen which managed to escape the pulsating hole, dribbling down the backs of his legs.
"Shit..." moaned Marlon, shooting his load directly down the back of Curtis' throat. "...I'm coming...!"
"MMmmmmm..." moaned Curtis, feeling the cum spurts shooting down his esophagus. Then while the dick still had a few spurts left in it, Curtis pulled off of Marlon's dick and roughly spun him around (facing away from him), bent him over slightly, pressed his face up into Marlon's cum dripping ass crack, then shoved his tongue up his asshole, feeling the anal muscles clamp down on his oral muscle as spent sperm from Marlon's overflowing rectum oozed out onto his searching tongue.
"Oh god..." groaned Marlon, feeling Curtis' long tongue slither up his sore ass.
Curtis sucked as much nut from Marlon's butt as he could. Finally giving up at 5 full minutes, he stood up and slapped his partner's rump.
"I'll be back for this in TWO DAYS!" he swore, slipping two fingers up the chute curiously.
"I'll be wait..." said Marlon.
The two men redressed in the stall, tucking their shirts, zipping their pants, fastening their sneakers. Curtis unlatched the stall door, to find a businessman standing in front of them stroking his erection, looking to get in on the fun her heard being had.
"Back off, hommie..., we gotta plane to catch!" said Curtis, shoving the man back in the chest. The man looked thoroughly disappointed as the two sexy black men walked out without giving him a second glance.
Saying their goodbyes, Marlon hugged Curtis at the gate, then left to return home to return Crystal's car so she could get into work later that morning. Meanwhile Curtis showed his flight pass, then entered the plane bound for Atlanta, finding himself seated next D.I.C Productions pornstar Seko.
"Excuse me..." said Curtis, politely. "...you look familiar..., do I know you from somewhere...?"
Seko smiled knowingly...
"You may've SEEN me in something..." he said, referring to his illustrious porn career.
"Weren't you friends with a gay couple that lived across the hall from me...? Trey and Donte...?" asked Curt, recognizing Seko from their apartment.
"Oh yeah...!" smiled Seko, taking another look. "I remember YOU! You were dating the handyman..., what's his name...? Malik used to like him...!"
"Marlon!" answered Curtis.
"Yeah!" laughed Seko. "Whatever happened to HIM?"
"We're still together...!" laughed Curtis.
"You're lying!" surprised Seko. "You're STILL dating the handyman?!"
"We LIVE together..." explained Curtis. "...and he's not a handyman anymore..., he's a stay at home father while his baby's momma and I work!"
"Wow..." said Seko, speechless.
"How's Tre and Dante...?" asked Curt, having lost contact when they all moved.
"Okay I guess..." said Seko, having no idea. "...I haven't really been in contact with them since I got into filming porn..."
"Oh..., THAT'S what you meant by I might have seen you in something...!" surmised Curtis, correctly.
"Yeah..., I get a lot of guys who recognize me from my movies...!" admitted Seko.
"How many've you made...?" asked Curtis, curiously.
"About 15...!" said Seko. "My biggest ones are King Dong Takes Manhattan', Homie Down', and '12 Inches And Up'..., but I just finished a new movie for Breed It Raw here in Philly...!"
"Really...?!" said Curtis, sounding impressed. "Where you on your way to now...?"
"I live in Atlanta..." said Seko, "...I just flew up here to film the movie and see a few friends...! What're YOU doing in Atlanta...?"
"I have a job interview tomorrow..." said Curtis.
"Nice! So you and Marlon might be moving down there soon...?"
"I hope so!" said Curtis.
"Do you know anyone in town...? Where'r you staying...?" inquired Seko.
"I have a hotel room in town..." said Curtis. "...I don't know anybody...!"
"Now you do!" smiled Seko. "I'd be glad to show you around when we land..." he offered. "...in fact, if you wanna cancel that hotel reservation and kick it at MY place, you could save yourself some money...!"
"Thanks..." said Curtis, knowing if he stayed at Seko's place (a PORNSTAR'S pad), something was bound to pop off...). "...I'll call them as soon as we land...!" he smiled, shaking Seko's hand. Seko smiled to himself, recalling from conversations with Dante that the neighbor across the hall had been PACKIN'!
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