BRUTHALY LUV -24
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"I have to say..., I'm surprised to get your phone call..." said Dan, unlocking the door to his apartment to allow his guest entry...
"I...I didn't know who else to call..." said Marlon, squeezing in quietly as Dan flicked on the overhead lights.
"So Crystal kicked you out after you admitted you and I were having sex, eh...?" asked Dan, closing and locking his door.
"She was furious...!" informed Marlon. "You haven't heard from her...?"
"No, not yet..." said Dan, tossing his keys on the living room table. "...I had already discussed sleeping at home in my own bed tonight...!"
"Lucky break..." said Marlon, walking towards the sofa. "...maybe she'll have cooled off some before she talks to YOU...!"
"Yeah...maybe..." said Dan, wondering how he would feel if Crystal broke up with him? Certainly he'd miss getting pussy on a regular basis..., however, if she had indeed kicked Marlon out of the house as he claimed, he would be able to salvage his pussy problem by letting the young man stay with him for a time...
"Hello...? Dan...? Did you HEAR me...?" asked Marlon, capturing Dan's attention. "How many bedrooms do you have...?"
"Just ONE..." said Dan, heading for the kitchen for a couple of beers. "...we'll have to share!"
Marlon didn't like that idea too much...
"That's what got me in trouble in the first place...!" he complained.
Dan chuckled as he opened his refrigerator door...
"Well Crystal's not here..." he said, tossing Marlon a cold brew. "...so what I say GOES...!"
Less than an hour later, Marlon found himself naked in Dan's bed, lying in missionary position as the older more refined man lay atop him, thrusting his oversized dick in and out of his stuffed, stretched asshole.
Dan had every intention of sleeping in his own bed tonight (alone), leaving Crystal and her gay roommate behind for a night of simple shut eye and relaxation. But it was divine luck that he received Marlon's frantic phone call just as he was getting in from working overtime. His dick stiffened in his pants the moment he heard of Marlon's situation, calculating the possibilities. He knew he would be getting none of that sleep he'd been hoping for as soon as he picked Marlon up on the corner of his block, looking all distraught and pitiful like someone had just stole his bicycle. There was something attractive about Marlon's vulnerability, his childlike innocence that boiled over into his sex-appeal. Dan couldn't help but want him, to be inside and to dominate him.
He watched Marlon's facial expressions while he fucked him face to face, slamming his hips back and forth as he rammed his hole with his sizable manhood. Marlon groaned and grunted after every stab, his gut receiving the brunt of impact as the dick bang deep inside the overstuffed colon.
Marlon needed to get fucked about as badly as Dan needed to fuck. Only through being sexually ravished was his mind taken off of his torments. To the waist side fell all of his insecurities and anxieties, all of his pain and frustrations, his failures and humiliations. Only while getting fucked (feeling the relentless stabbing in his soul) did he felt a slight reprieve from the daily reminder of his failures. Unable to find sufficient work, unable to support his daughter, being unreliable, untrustworthy, incompetent, and a drug abuser, ALL weighed heavily on Marlon's mind. And with his crutch (Curtis) gone from his life (the one person he counted on day and night to keep him stable), he felt lost and alone, uncertain about his futute.
Dan pulled Marlon's legs up from around his waist, then pressed the knees down against Marlon very own chest, doubling him in half. Marlon felt the strain on the backs of his thighs as Dan pressed his weight down and started thrusting deeper into his exposed ass. Dan pounded Marlon viscously, slamming his pelvic bone into the upturned ass over and over, watching his thick long dick squeezing in and out of the stretched hole with increasing force and power.
Marlon could see his knees pressing BEHIND his shoulders as Dan added more pressure behind his weight. The further he stretched Marlon the wider his ass cheeks parted, allowing him ever DEEPER access into the gay man's innards. Marlon could see his own hard dick lying across his crumbled stomach, as well as Dan's dick sliding ominously through his slick anus.
"YEAH...! TAKE THAT DICK, BITCH! TAKE THAT SHIT! YEAH! YOU LIKE THAT, DON'T YOU...? YOU LIKE THAT BIG DICK INSIDE YOU, DON'T YOU? YOU WANT MORE? YOU WISH I HAD MORE COCK, DON'T YOU BITCH? THAT HUNGRY PUSSY NEEDS AS MUCH COCK AS IT CAN GET! YOU LOVE! TELL ME HOW MUCH YOU LOVE IT...!" demanded Dan.
"I love it!" yelled Marlon, admitting it painfully.
"I know you do..." said Dan, pumping endlessly. "...and I love FUCKING YOU...! I just wish I had found YOU before I met Crystal...! You're so much better suited for fucking!"
Marlon said nothing more to Dan's statement, not wanting to be reminded of his dear friend. Just hearing her name started to make him emotional, causing his body to tense as his relaxed hole started to clinch and tighten, fighting back for its rights.
"OH YEAH...!" moaned Dan, closing his eyes as he fucked harder, loving the way Marlon's pussy was now clamping him, trying to repel.
Marlon's face scrunched painfully as the dick started to hurt again.
"Wait..." he said, needing a break. But Dan was in a mindset of his own, and wasn't about to have his concentration and (immensely) pleasure interrupted. He ignored Marlon's plea to stop, and kept right on fucking as he picked up the pace and pounded faster. "No...please...wait...!" begged Marlon, feeling uncomfortable.
"I'm almost there...!" announced Dan, not wanting to stop.
Marlon grit his teeth and bared the onslaught as Dan hammered home for the next 8 uninterruped minutes, beating his colon, his spleen, and entrails, and his backbone to death.
"AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGG...!!!" screamed Dan, shouting like he was never allowed to at Crystal's house. The vibrations echoed off the walls and ceiling as Dan pressed his groin into Marlon and let loose with a torrent of seed which splattered Marlon's insides with a deluge of creamy white cum.
Dan shook and trembled as he planted himself deep, trying to climb in and through Marlon's asshole (whole). Marlon's toes curled as Dan's dick jumped and jerked inside him, filling him to the brim with his sperm discharge. Marlon was deprived coming when Dan fell on top of him all sweaty and exhausted, breathing heavily through his panting mouth. "Damn that was good..." was all the amn said, before climbing off and falling asleep on the right side of the bed.
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It was about 11pm when Dan's cell phone rang. Reaching over to his nightstand, he hit the call button and grumbled..."Hello...? Crystal..." he said, sounding more awake. "...what's wrong...?"
Marlon woke up when he heard Crystal's name..."Yeah I'm alone..." lied Dan. "You're downstairs...?"" he asked, hoping he was dreaming. "Yeah, of course you can come up...!" he said. "I'm on the 14th floor...apartment 1409...!"
Marlon sat up as Dan clicked off and got out of bed.
"Crystal's on her way up to talk..." he informed, going to the bathroom to wash off anal sex with Marlon.
"Shit...!" cursed Marlon, not wanting to be caught there. "Where can I hide...?" he asked, looking around.
"The closet...!" suggested Dan, pointing towards the wall long length of closet space he had in his bedroom.
Marlon jumped up, picked up his clothes, then ran off to find a hiding place. Dan had an impressive numbers of suits and shirts, all still hanging in their plastic packages from the dry cleaners. Marlon parted a space, then stepped into the back of the closet and pulled the suits and shirts back over to cover him.
Dan came out of the bathroom to see the closet doors open, and rushed to close them just as there was a tap at the front door. "Shhh..., be quiet until she leaves..." said Dan, closing the double doors. "...I'll try to get rid of her as quick as possible!"
Crystal stood in the hallway, wondering what was taking Dan so long to open the door? It wasn't like he didn't have forewarning that she saw on her way up to his apartment...!
Dan opened the door. "Hi..." said Crystal, walking in.
"What's wrong...?" asked Dan, standing in his draws. "...you sounded upset over the phone."
"Me and Marlon and a big fight..." she said, heading for the sofa. "...I kicked him out...!"
"What for...?" asked Dan, playing dumb.
"Because of YOU, actually..." said Crystal, sitting down.
"ME...?" laughed Dan, playing it cool. "What could yall possibly be fighting about over me about...?"
Crystal swallowed...
"Do you have anything to drink...?" she asked needing a shot before opening a can of worms.
"I have Brandy..." offered Dan, heading for the kitchen for glasses.
"That'll do..., thanks..." said Crystal, gathering courage.
Dan got some ice, then poured Crystal a double.
"Who's looking after Rachelle...?" he asked, curiously.
"I dropped her off over Charmaine's..." informed Cyrs, accepting the glass from Dan.
Dan took a seat on the arm of the sofa, waiting for the shoe to drop.
"It must be urgent then..." he said, wondering how he was going to spin the angle?
Crystal drank the first shot...
"I confronted Marlon about the sex stain I noticed in the seat of his pajama bottoms..." she said, using the liquor for courage. "...and he admitted that you and he had sex..." she added, before Dan could double talk and lie about it. "...ANAL sex...!" she specified, so there would be no mistaking what she meant.
Dan pursed his lips for a moment, allowing the words to sink through... "When I told you I was curious about seeing you and Marlon together, I wasn't talking about ANAL sex..., I was only talking about him giving you a blow job...! It was weird enough seeing my boyfriend getting BLOWN by someone else..., then you turn around and FUCK him too...??! I mean..., if YOU'RE gay too, why didn't you tell me...? Why didn't you just ask for Marlon and CURT'S phone numbers that night instead of mine...?!"
"First of all, I'm NOT gay..." insisted Dan, getting a confused look from Crystal. "...there are A LOT of men out there that fuck gay men and get head, but are straight!"
"Like WHO...?" asked Crystal, feeling smoke being blown up her ass. "WHO does that...?"
"They're called DL...!" informed Dan.
"Oh, you mean those GAY men that are married to women or hide behind their girlfriends because they're too AFRAID to come out and tell the world how they REALLY feel...?! You mean THOSE DL men...??"
Dan laughed...
"You know...THIS is exactly WHY men don't come out and tell their women that they like both sexes..., because women automatically put them in GAY categories when they aren't gay! You're so ONE minded...!" complained Dan.
"How many minds am I supposed to have...?!" asked Crystal. "You either want a MAN or a WOMAN! There's no in-between..., you're either GAY or STRAIGHT...!"
"How do YOU know...?" asked Dan, "Have you ever desired a woman, but thought to yourself `no, I think I'll stay with men'...?"
"No, or course not...!" answered Crystal, sipping her drink.
"Then HOW are you going to sit there and tell me, --a BISEXUAL man..., that I'm either gay OR straight...? UNTIL you've had sex with both..., UNTIL you've lusted for what a woman has to offer..., you don't have a right to tell anybody what choices they need to make in their lives...!"
Crystal sat quiet, unsure how to rebuttal that argument. "I am what I am..." continued Dan. "...I TRIED being one or the other..., but the plain simple truth is, I NEED both...! There are things about my sexuality that I feel only another MAN can fulfill..., and then there are times..., --many times, that I want to feel the softness of a woman under me...! I don't see nothing wrong with it! It's WHO I am and I accept it! I thought I finally found a woman who could share that life with me..., who could accept my two sides along with her gay roommate and the THREE of us be a couple...! But I guess I was wrong..." he concluded, walking back into the kitchen for the Brandy bottle which he turned upward to his lips.
Crystal sat silently with the glass in her folded hands in her lap. Of all of her boyfriends, Dan had been the most honest about what he wanted. She suppose he could have simply denied it, swore up and down that it wasn't him who fucked Marlon, leaving her with that smidgeon of a doubt that he might not be lying..., torturing her mind until she finally gave him the benefit of the doubt...
Dan was leaning back against his kitchen counter when Crystal came in, sitting her glass on the sink. Dan looked at her as she walked over and leaned into him...
"I'm not sure if I could live in a 3way relationship..." she said, placing her ear against his bare chest. "...but I KNOW I'm not ready to say good-bye to you yet..."
"So what does that mean...?" asked Dan, looking down as she looked up into his eyes...
"It means, mister Edwards..." she smiled, "...that if Marlon's willing..., I'm willing to TRY...!"
"REALLY...??" asked Dan, placing the bottle behind him before wrapping his arms around his woman. Crystal laughed out loud as he buried his face in her neck and picked her up off the floor.
They kissed soon after, with Dan's dick rising to attention in his shorts. Crystal felt the big dick pressing against her mound, and took Dan by the hand and led him towards the bedroom...
"I uh..." said Dan, seeing the vixen look in her eyes. "...I have to get up early in the morning..."
"Don't worry..." said Crystal, unbuttoning her shirt. "...I'll get you UP on time...!"
Marlon had to listen to Crystal and Dan make love, in the very same bed sheet HE'D just been fucked in earlier. And knowing Dan had just busted a big nut not too long ago, left Marlon with a timely wait in the closet until it was over...
6:30am
Crystal awakened with only one thought in mind. She rolled a sleeping Dan onto his back and pulled back the covers, Dan's sleeping dick flopped across his thigh. She picked it up and leaned in over it, taking it into her dainty mouth and began sucking.
Dan slept soundly from his exhausting night of sex. He was having pleasant dreams when in the middle of winning an Oscar for his acting debut in Training Day, he was suddenly getting his dick sucked by the presenter. Dan woke up to find Crystal happily slurping on his schlong.
"Good morning..." he said, looking at the closet.
"Good morning..." smiled Crystal, climbing on top of him. Dan watched as she slowly sank down on his dick and started riding.
Marlon awakened (at the bottom of Dan's cramped closet atop his mixture of dress shoes and old jogging sneakers...) to hear Crystal's moans. It'd been a long time since he'd heard her moan like that (if ever). He certainly wasn't mad that she was getting hers, he just wished she had been more of a lady and waited until later tonight when they got off work (he had to pee like a race horse).
Dan only let Crystal ride him until she had her first mini-orgasm, then he rolled her over onto her back and socked it to her in ways her 8 yr old daughter would believe she was being murdered.
Crystal growled like a horny cheetah as Dan took over fucking, pounding her pretty petite body into his mattress until he finally sprayed her vaginal walls with his second dose of potent sperm. Crystal came too, tightening her thighs about Dan's waist as her pussy locked down and throbbed wantonly.
It took another 10 minutes for her to get dress and use the ladies room before she finally left, kissing Dan at the front door, `I have to stop past Charmaine's to pick up Rachelle before school...', she said, then wondered aloud...'I hope Marlon found a nice comfortable place to sleep last night...!' before rushing for the elevator.
Dan returned to the bedroom where Marlon came bursting out of the closet, running a beeline for the bathroom to piss.
"I take it you heard everything last night...?" asked Dan, leaning in the doorway as he watched Marlon relieve himself.
"Every word..." said Marlon, feeling the extreme pressure leave his balls with his piss flow.
"Guess you'll be moving back home today..." smiled Dan, "...and make sure you have that PUSSY ready for me when I get there...!" he smirked.
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Milton Howard pulled into a new parking space at work. At the same moment he saw his coworker Mac Davis pull in and park in the next row. He watched as the two occupants (Mac & Duane) got out. Duane's eyes instantly fell on Milt, then smiled. Milt said nothing as Mac waved.
"Wussup man...?" asked Mac, slapping hands in a strong handshake as they walked towards the building. "Ready for another busy ass day of hard labor...?"
"You know it!" said Milt, patting Mac on the back as he allowed him to walk ahead.
"Sup Milt...?" smiled Duane, obviously glad to see him.
Milt grabbed Duane's hand, and instantly felt a jolt of electricity surge between them. Both men felt the spark in their lions as their handshake lasted a few seconds longer than necessary. "How do you feel about what we did yesterday...?" he asked, whispering so Mac couldn't hear them. "It's ALL I've been able to think about man...! I've NEVER done anything like that before...! Have you...?"
Milt stopped in his tracks, pulling Duane to the side as other coworkers walked by...
"Listen man..., WORK ain't the place to be holding these kinds of conversations..." he whispered firmly, "...hold that shit off until we're alone...! People can READ lips and body language...!"
"Okay..." said Duane, taking a deep breath to control his excitement. "...okay..., see you at lunch...?"
"Yeah..." answered Milt, holding up his paper bag of left overs. "...I'll be here...!"
"Kewl..." smiled Duane, trying to look normal as he punched in. "...see you then...!"
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