BRUTHALY LUV -31
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WHO wouldn't want to be Dan Edwards...? TWO lovers in the same household, one male, one female, the best of BOTH worlds.
Dan loved his new lifestyle. Being an openly bisexual man to his girlfriend awarded him perks he never would have dreamed possible: HEAD on a regular basis from Marlon (his girlfriend's [Crystal's] ex-boyfriend and live-in roommate/baby daddy), and SEX whenever he wanted, despite Crys' periods, moods swings, or fatigue. If she was too tired from work or whatnot, Dan would simply slip downstairs into the basement with Marlon, where he was allowed to get his dick and balls polished without dispute. However (unbeknownst to Crystal), Dan was also dipping in Marlon's `chocolate factory', banging him hard when Crystal thought all he was getting was head.
Dan didn't REALLY consider himself bisexual. He didn't find guys attractive, NOR did he desire them like he did women. He simply knew that MEN (like Marlon) were a lot more sexual, and prone to be sexual slaves to a dominate male who could come into their lives and take over.
Dan had no desire to live with a guy, to be his one true love, or to even have it acknowledged by the public in general. He just wanted to get his freak on', to have the BEST sex he could possibly have, and if that meant bossing some punk-ass momma's boy around and forcing him to realize his true pussy'boy' potential as a submissive to REAL MEN, then so be it.
Dan treated Crystal like a normal girlfriend, taking her out to dinner, dancing, the movies, and spending quality time with her AND her daughter. 8 year old Rachelle began to get quite comfortable having Dan around, even asking HIM for money for candy and/or school. Dan was happy to supply it, mostly because he knew it hurt Rachelle's father (Marlon), knowing HE couldn't afford to help in most cases. Dan would add up Marlon's weekly expenses and allowances, then work out a payment regimen for Marlon to pay him back: washing his clothes and personals, picking his suits up at the cleaners, sucking his dick so many times a week, and getting fucked up the ass by demand.
Crystal was appreciative for the extra financial help, happy that she never had to ask Dan for a cent, that he didn't seem to mind giving it freely and willingly without debate. Crystal had no idea the sexual arrangements Dan had made with Marlon behind her back.
Dan began to have more SAY in Rachelle's upbringing as well, giving HIS two cents in her personal affairs of what she should and should not do. Dan started to become so comfortable in the role, that he began telling Rachelle to call him daddy'. When Crystal overheard Rachelle referring to Dan as daddy', she just HAD to intervene...
"I don't see what the problem is..." said Dad one day, sitting at the dinner table after Rachelle had been excused.
"The PROBLEM is..., she's NOT your child...!" said Crystal firmly, with Marlon sitting (mutely) on the other side of the table. "I don't WANT Rachelle to be confused about WHO her father is, or why YOUR in her life...!"
"You didn't seem to have a problem when I gave Rachelle money for her school trip when she needed it..." reasoned Dan, casually. "... or when we wanted something to eat when we came from the movies the other day...!"
"That's different..." argued Crystal.
"I don't see how..." said Dan.
Crystal looked across the table at Dan, waiting for HIM to speak up and interject...
"Rachelle HAS two parents..." continued Crystal, trying to make her point.
"She HAS a mother..." countered Dan, "...she DOESN'T have a positive father figure...! Who's she supposed to go to when she has questions about boys, or HOW she's supposed to interact WITH boys...? Marlon...?? Do you REALLY want her taking advice about men from a guy like Marlon...?"
Crystal looked across the table... "I'M a better positive role model than HE is...! I don't have a problem with her calling ME daddy...! As far as I'M concerned, she has a father..." he said, pointing to himself, "...a mother..." he added, pointing at Crystal, "...and a second mom...!" he concluded, pointing at Marlon.
"I'm...NOT SURE I feel comfortable with Rachelle calling Marlon `mom'...!" dejected Crystal.
"Well, we'll let RACHELLE come up with a name for Marlon..." resided Dan, full from dinner, pushing himself from the table.
"I'm NOT finished with this conversation..." continued Crystal, standing. "...RACHELLE WATERS is the daughter of Marlon Overton and Crystal Waters..., there's no Dan EDWARDS anywhere in that equation!"
Dan looked crossed...
"Rachelle and Marlon don't seem to mind..." he said, looking up at her sternly.
"But I DO!" said Crystal, insisting there was a problem.
Dan stood up...
"We're TRYING to be a family here..." he said, forming a circle which included Marlon, Crystal, Rachelle, and himself. "...WHY are you so gun-ho against it...?"
"I appreciate that you accept Rachelle as your own child..., but she's NOT your flesh and blood...! I just DON'T feel comfortable with her calling you daddy...! We haven't even discussed it...!"
"Well..., while YOU"RE discussing it..., I'll be sleeping downstairs in the basement...!" stated Dan, heading for the basement door.
"You can' be serious...!" said Crystal, watching her boyfriend walk away. "WHY did you just SIT there...?!" she asked Marlon, angrily. "WHY didn't you jump in and agree with me...?! You CAN'T like hearing Rachelle call him DADDY...!"
"I don't..." answered Marlon, getting up to clear the dishes. "...but WHO am I to say any different...? Dan PROVIDES more for her than I could..."
"That's just monetary..." argued Crystal, "...YOU'RE her flesh and blood..., NO ONE can take that from you!"
Marlon shrugged...
"I don't really FEEL much like a father..." he said, stacking the dishes. "...I'm not working..., I do household chores..., I help with the cooking..., I clean, I wash clothes, I run errands..., sometimes I FEEL like the mom...!"
"If YOU don't feel like you're doing enough to support YOUR child..., then DO something about it! Don't just pass her off to another man because you feel he's more capable...!" argued Crys, giving her last two cents before heading upstairs to bed.
Marlon stood for a few minutes, mauling over her last statement. He took the dishes into the kitchen, then tidied up the dining room before heading downstairs. Dan was already undressed, lying in Marlon's bed with one hand behind his head, the other clicking the remote.
"What took you so long to get down here...?" asked Dan, flipping channels.
"I had to clean up the kitchen...!" answered Marlon, getting undressed.
"Where's Crystal?"
"She went upstairs to bed..." answered Marlon.
"Fucking bitch don't appreciate anything...!" cursed Dan, pissed off by Crystal's argument. "If you, me, and Rachelle don't have a problem with her calling ME daddy, why should she...?" he asked.
Marlon hunched his shoulders. Dan thought about it... "Maybe I ought to let her spend a few days upstairs alone..." he concluded, "...maybe if she's NOT getting the dick daily, she might start to come around to OUR way of thinking...?! What do YOU think...?"
"I'm not sure..." answered Marlon, not wanting to get involved.
"Fuck her!" responded Dan, pulling back the covers to reveal his hardon. "As long as I'm down here, YOU might as well enjoy this dick!" he stated, spitefully. "Jump on this shit!" he insisted.
Marlon meekly crossed the room and climbed onto the bed. Dan held his 11 inch dick upright as Marlon crawled over and began to lick and kiss the head, taking the crown into his mouth and sucking gently about the tip.
"Yeahhhh..." moaned Dan, relaxing back in bed as he watched Marlon work his magic. "...YOU appreciate the dick MORE than she does anyway...!" he said, thoughtfully. "She EXPECTS to get it regularly..., while you tend to be more grateful...! I LOVE watching you suck my dick...!"
Marlon beamed inside as Dan's words of encouragement meant more to him than anything in recent days. He hated the fact that such a humiliating term could make him feel so special and alive, that being another man's cocksuckers was the best he had to look forward to. But at the same time, he couldn't deny how thrilling it was to have his mouth around another man's dick, feeling it pulse against his lips and tongue, feeding him energy.
Dan understood the needs of a cocksucker. He watched Marlon's serene facial expressions while he sucked, noting how calm and at peace he seemed when he was performing fellatio, like It was the most satisfying thing in the world. He watched Marlon's eyes flutter while he suckled the head, tasting the pre-cum. He watched his throat balloon as he took the dick deep, grinding his face in his pubes. And he watched Marlon bob, devouring his dick from tip to base as he exercised his lips up and down the smooth thick shaft.
Dan enjoyed the dick sucking as much as Marlon enjoyed sucking. His body reacted to the feel of Dan's tongue slithering smoothly along the underbelly, coaxing him to a slow mind numbing orgasm.
Marlon never felt more at peace than he did when he was sucking dick, taking a strong male phallus into his mouth and throat. To think he first learned this trait while in prison, being force fed dick after huge hanging dick by his cellmates and tormentors. Who would have guessed through THAT turmoil he'd gain such a desire for dick sucking, to orally please his male superiors.
Marlon slid his mouth up and down Dan's hard shaft, loving the feel of the hot dick between his lips. When the dickhead touched into the back of his mouth, he simply relaxed his throat muscles, then sank down around the swollen glands, swallowing the dick whole. Dan moaned involuntarily, feeling his dick bend down the curved of Marlon's throat. Marlon nestled his face in Dan's pubic hair for several seconds, enjoying the stuffed feeling his throat felt, before dragging his lips back up towards the crown, suckling gently upon the fat head.
Dan reached down and helped bob Marlon's head in his lap, forcing him to take more of his dick more often. Marlon was able to keep up for awhile, by simply leaving his throat muscles relaxed while Dan's dick sawed its way through.
"You WANT that load, don't you boy...?" asked Dan, tauntingly.
Marlon groaned from his gut, feeling the hunger growing increasingly steady as he sucked. "Well it looks like I'm YOURS all night..." said Dan, knowing his feud with Crystal wouldn't end tonight. "...so you can have a load in each hole tonight!"
Marlon didn't want to seem too grateful for the scraps, but he hadn't slept side by side with a guy since Curtis left, making him feel all alone at night. The idea of sharing his bed for the entire night, made him as giddy as a teenage girl inside. "So you can feel FREE to suck me dry!"
Marlon took Dan's words to heart as he increased his suck motion, bobbing his head ever faster while swallowing his dick to the root. Dan grabbed both sides of Marlon's head like a basketball, then opened his legs (bending them at the knee) like a grasshopper, then gently but firmly thrust up into Marlon's descending mouth, effectively fucking his hot mouth.
Marlon followed Dan's direction, suctioning on the upstroke and swallowing on the down. Spit escaped the corners of his mouth, cascading down Dan's long hard fleshy pillar until it mingled and meshed in his crotch hairs and balls. Dan bounced Marlon's head in his lap like a ball, feeding him dick like an animal trainer would it's pet. He fucked Marlon's mouth and throat until his dick swelled and started to hose thick jets of semen straight into his mouth.
Marlon felt the first jet shoot down the back of his throat, powering straight into his stomach. The rest pooled into his mouth, filling his oral cavity with thick rich goo before swallowing.
"DAMN that was good..." moaned Dan, falling back into the pillows while Marlon sucked him dry.
Dan straightened his legs while Marlon continued to nurse, suckling the softening rubbery phallus until it started to thicken and harden 10 minutes later. By then Dan was casually gripping Marlon's tush, fingering the warm behind with greased fingers. Once Marlon's asshole was well oiled (and Dan's dick was once again as stiff as a board), Dan motioned for Marlon to climb aboard. Marlon climbed up onto Dan's lap, easing the head of his penis into his hot hole.
Both men held their breaths as Marlon's ass descended on his dick. He ground his ass around in Dan's lap, impaling himself on 11 inches of hardon.
"You LOVE this, don't you, baby...?" asked Dan, reading Marlon's face.
Marlon felt embarrassed, wondering if his facial expressions gave him away? "Don't just sit there, baby..., BOUNCE! Fuck yourself the way you want...!"
Marlon started to rise and lower his ass in Dan's lap, fucking his own asshole along the long hard pole penetrating him straight through. If Marlon's face didn't expose his true desires to get fucked, his 7" hardon did, standing stiffly from his groin like a swaying pipe. Dan ignored Marlon's erection, through he couldn't help commenting how `hard' it was, indicating Marlon's deep desire to be fucked. Marlon continue to ride despite his embarrassment, needing the fucking more than his dignity.
Dan rested his hands behind his head and simply watched Marlon fuck himself, showing the ultimate in male submission.
"If Crystal could SEE you now..." said Dan, "...she's NEVER worry about Rachelle calling me daddy again...!"
"No...please..." begged Marlon, never missing a beat as he continued to bounce.
"Don't worry..." assured Dan, chuckling. "...I wouldn't expose that you're TWICE the pussy she is! Crystal would NEVER look at you the same again, if she saw they way you enjoy getting fucked!"
Marlon breathed a sigh of relief, knowing Dan had no plans to expose their fucking. Crystal had already compromised herself by allowing Marlon into her relationship as Dan's designated dick sucker, finding out that he was also fucking his butt-pussy COULD send her over the edge. What woman wanted to know a man was a better lay than her?
Dan let Marlon fuck himself until Marlon's legs began to weaken and strain. Once he started to slow his bounce, Dan rolled him over onto his back (never once removing his log), then resumed fucking in missionary position.
Marlon felt his legs being lifted up out of the way, as Dan pressed them down against his chest. With Marlon's ass fully exposed, Dan began thrusting back and forth, taking over the fuck as he drilled Marlon's hole like an oiler. Marlon lay back in bed, watching Dan watch him as the two mens eyes met and locked. Marlon could feel Dan staring through his very soul, seeing straight through him as if he were transparent. Marlon never felt more exposed than he did lying under Dan.
Dan knew he made Marlon feel uncomfortable, and he loved every waken minute of it.
"Can you still TASTE my cum...?" he asked, staring down at Marlon's dick sucking lips.
Marlon blushed, then nodded `yes'. "You LIKE that taste, don't you...? You like my cum?"
"Yeah." answered Marlon, submissively.
"Good..., cause I plan on giving you PLENTY of it!" assured Dan, thrusting deeper to drill home his point.
Marlon gasped at the next few thrusts seemed to go too deep, piercing something deep inside him. Dan loved watching Marlon's face strain, as his eyes bulged and his mouth twisted out of shape. Despite how hard or deep he went, Marlon never asked him to stop, at least not where Dan actually BELIEVED him.
He picked up the pace of his thrusts, fucking Marlon's spread hole harder as his dick sped in and out of the elastic ring. He loved how the ringlet pulled outward with his dick, refusing to let go of the shaft, then was forced back inward when his dick changed directions and pummeled forth. Each inward thrust sent his dick 11 inches deep, his heavy balls slapping against Marlon's bare buttock like two heavy brown ping-pong balls.
Marlon alternated staring up into Dan's piercing eyes, and down at the big dick pummeling his insides. He knew Dan had just cum recently, and was likely to fuck for awhile before parting with his second load. The dicking felt so exquisitely bliss, that Marlon couldn't resist grabbing his own erection and jacking himself off. Dan looked down to see cum spouting up out of Marlon's flaring dickhead, cascading down across his chest and stomach like a cream fountain.
"Fucked the NUT right out of you, eh...?" smiled Dan, knowing he had Marlon right where he wanted him. Marlon fought back embarrassment, knowing he'd be hard pressed to tell Dan he didn't like getting fucked after coming so hard.
Dan could feel Marlon's asshole spasm about him, the strong sphincter muscles sucking at his thrusting shaft like a pair of fine lips. It caused Dan to fuck faster, knowing his dick was getting Marlon off. He laid down on top of the gay man (chest to chest), then started rapidly fucking his spread ass like pussy.
Marlon was still high from his orgasm when he felt Dan's hairy chest against his smooth chest. His mind was still reeling when Dan reached down under his body and gripped his ass cheeks from beneath, holding the buns open while his dick darted back and forth, in and out of the warm wet depths. With Dan's head buried in the pillows behind Marlon's head, Marlon's chin rested against Dan's muscular shoulder, even as Marlon's eyes remained glossed from his lustful orgasm.
For 20 more minutes Dan fucked in that position, slamming his dick in and out of Marlon's hole. Marlon recovered from his climatic daze, wrapping his arms (romantically) about Dan's broad back, hugging him gently as Dan continued to thrust into him.
Sweat broke out on both their bodies as their breathing increased. Marlon knew Dan was getting close to orgasm when his thrusts started to become more urgent, causing Marlon to groan and grunt louder. "Cum for me..." moaned Marlon, his lips right beside Dan's ear.
Dan pulled back his head and looked down at Marlon in surprise, astonished by what he heard. Marlon looked directly into Dan's eyes, knowing there was no more reason to keep hiding his true feelings. "...I want you to CUM for me..." he repeated, as Dan continued thrusting without interruption. "...IN me...!"
"You GOT IT, baby...!" smiled Dan, music to his ears.
Hooking his arms about Marlon's legs like hooks (pinning them about the crook of his elbow), Dan began to thrust harder, rejuvenated by the request of his lover, speeding his dick in and out of the well fucked hole.
Marlon's mouth gaped open as his ass was being fucked. Dan stared directly into his face while pumping his hips back and forth, drilling Marlon's rectum with depth and precision. Marlon grabbed his own legs, spreading his ass even wider, giving Dan's big dick even DEEPER access.
"SHIT..." moaned Marlon, his eyes rolling wildly as his body was being so exquisitely fucked.
Dan closed his eyes briefly, basking in the feel of plunging his dick in and out of Marlon's wet butt-pussy, slamming his hips into the bottom man's ass so hard, that the slapping sounds generated from their crashing bodies filled the basement like thunder. With his dick plunging full length, it began to pulse and thicken, swelling on the in-stroke and oozing more pre-cum to line Marlon's slick rectum.
Marlon's eyes uncrossed long enough to look up into Dan's face and SEE a euphoric calm before the storm. Dan's face looked nearly angelic as he slammed into Marlon's hole one last time, then held himself in balls deep. Marlon's eyes bulged slightly once he was impaled full length, his body squirming for a more comfortable position. Marlon's eyes blurred slightly before his dick swelled, strained, then exploded like a rocket.
"AAAARRRRRRHHHHHHH FUCK...!!!" he yelled, screaming like a madman as his dick fired thick, rich, clots of molten cum directly into Marlon's warm, pulsing, accepting rectum.
Marlon's eyes rolled blissfully as the warm sperm surge flooded his colon and soothed his irritated innards. He could feel the dick jumping and jerking inside him, pumping out fresh seed as Dan collapsed back down on top of him, panting breathlessly into the pillow behind his head as his heart beat wildly in his chest.
Marlon cradled Dan in his arms, his legs still up and open as Dan's dick drained in his anus. Once Dan's breathing returned to normal, Dan gathered his strength and rose up off of Marlon, pulling his shrinking dick from the cum leaking orifice before rolling onto his back exhausted.
"Damn, that was good..." he moaned softly, pulling up the covers.
Marlon wasn't sure what would happen next, as Dan would normally head back upstairs to Crystal's room. But Dan pulled Marlon under the covers with him, pulling him into spoon position. With his back to Dan, Marlon started to settle in, when Dan unexpectedly aimed his half hard dick up between his cum sticky ass cheeks, and pushed in. I like to sleep with my dick in the pussy." he stated simply, pulling Marlon into his arms.
Marlon soon fell asleep with Dan's dick still lodged in his ass.
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Life at the Howard's residence was becoming increasingly tense on a day to day basis. To break up some of the tension, Milt decided to visit with his parents for awhile, taking a much needed break from his wife and kids. However, Milt's parents didn't yet know the situation, they thought Milt just wanted to spend time with his (usually out of town) sister.
"I've asked Deme for a paternity test..." he said, telling his baby sister (Janice) in confidence, as they drank beer outside their parents' home on the front stoop.
"Oh wow..." said Janice, pausing to witness her brother's hurt. "...how'd she take that...?"
"She looked completely shocked..." said Milt, turning a cold beer up to his lips "...as if she never suspected the idea to enter my head...!"
"She's really been living in a delusional world..." said Janice. "...hoping, --PRAYING that it would never come to this, I'm sure...!"
"If it weren't for HER girlfriend Linda, I never would've known she cheated...!" said Milt, angry with himself for not sensing it. "Deme would've had me raising some OTHER man's kid as my own...! What kinda woman knowingly leaves out your child COULD BE someone else's...?"
"One who probably really wanted YOU to be the father...!" said Janice, feeling Deme's pain.
Milt looked over at his sister suspiciously...
"You're not siding with HER, are you...?!" he asked, pausing with his beer before his lips.
"No..." answered Janice, as Milt continued to drink. "...I'm just saying..., she probably wished on a hope and a prayer, hoping Jannetta WOULD be your biological child...! I'm on YOUR side, of course..." reassured Janice. "...but SOMEONE'S got to think about Jannetta in all this...! That little girl's whole world is probably about to change...! SHE'S the only innocence in all this! SHE had nothing to do with EITHER ONE of her parents cheating..., yet SHE'S the one that would reap the pain and backlash...!"
"You don't think I'M in pain...?!" asked Milt, feeling the BUZZ of the beer. "That's MY daughter we're talking about...! I was THERE when she was born! I HELD her in my hands first, even before Deme did! I NAMED her!"
"I'm NOT saying you're not in pain, Milt..." clarified Janice, SEEING her brother's hurt firsthand. "...I'm just saying YOU cheated, and SHE cheated..., Jannetta had absolutely NOTHING to do with it, yet SHE'LL have to live with the aftermath is the test is negative...!"
Milt calmed down some, once he saw the picture his sister was painting... "Have you given ANY THOUGHT to what you will do if the test IS negative...?" she asked, bringing MORE thought to Milt's mind. "WHAT will you do then...? You've raised Jannetta as your very own daughter for 3 years..., ARE you prepared to wash your hands of her and turn your back...? Or will you continue to love and support her...?"
Milt thought...
"I'm...I don't know..." he admitted honestly, staring into space. "...I'm not sure..."
"Well..., I HOPE you'd have it in your heart to forgive Jannetta, even though NONE of this was HER fault..., and continue to raise her as a sister to your son...!"
"It just angers me that...even in the BEGINNING, when things were good and I was faithful..., SHE was cheating with her Pastor the WHOLE TIME!" stated Milt, feeling the anger build inside every time he thought about it. "She had that man smiling in MY FACE..., going to `couples compatibility therapy', when the whole time she was fuckin' OLE DAWG! WE sat right there in his Church OFFICE when he asked if either of us were seeing other people, and WE said NO! The TWO of them can go to HELL!"
"Damn..." responded Janice, seeing the depth of Deme's betrayal. She prayed that the test would come back positive, as a negative test would likely have her brother committing murder...!
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