Rated R n B
This story is total fiction. The characters used are either recording artists, models, or actors/actress, if being gay is total fiction.
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Chapter 2
It was Prince Royce, the young Spanish boy that his friends from College kept trying to fuck but couldn't `cause of his high standards and he was in High School. Randy with his mouth open, ogling the now 20 year old, seeing his hard uncut cock of 8inches, dripping with pre-cum.
John: (Smacks his ass hard; gripping it) Now get dressed, and get to work.
Prince: Yes sir. (starts pulling up jockstrap)
John: (pulls ass) Not in here. (pushes him forward) Say hello to my new assistant, boys.
They all exchanged what's ups as Trey and Randy stared at the boy as he left.
John: (slams desk) So! You're late again! (stars at their hard ons) You guys need to stop fucking around get to work on time.
Trey: We promise not to do it again boss.
Randy: Yeah, man. Sit happens and -
John: Shit happens!?! The only shit that's about to happen is my dick down both y'all throats! Now bring it here!
Trey turned his head to Randy, and went first to suck his boss' monster.
John: Damn.. I'm not surprise if you do this shit on purpose. You! (Points and snaps at Randy, bring him back to reality) Fuck his ass! Raw! And you better spit in that ass too... Yeah that's right.
Later on after John gave Trey and Randy their "punishment", they went back to work., but Randy soon came back. Not for John Cena, but for Prince Royce.
Randy: Hey Royce.
Prince: (with his head down into the paper work) Yes Mr. Orton?
Randy: (sits on desk; raises his head) Don't call me Mr. Orton, Royce. You know who I am.
Prince: (sighs) The fuck you want? Huh? Want me to suck you off too?
Randy: (lies under his breath) Dud, you know. --
Prince: Know what? (long pause as they star at each other)
Randy: Let me take you out.
Prince: (pauses) On a date? With you?
Randy: Yeah.
Prince: (chuckles) Never heard you say those words in College. All I heard was --
Randy: "You wanna fuck?" (Royce looks at him again) Is what I use to say and come off ass, but now it's different.
Prince: (hesitates to answer; Randy walks away) Stop! (Randy stops and looks over) Okay. Give me your phone.
Randy: (smiles) So you know you're making the right decision.
Prince: Oh yeah and how so?
Randy: `Cause your with me. (smiles at him)
Prince: (smiles) Get out of here.
Randy: (smiles) Exactly what I wanted to see. (walks back to the car)
Batista was at home sitting on the couch watching TV naked like he was when Randy left with his legs open, feet on the table, knees parted, a 60 pound weight in one hand and his other hand caressing the head of Ty which was buried in his pelvis with all 6inches of his chunky uncut piece of meat in his wet throbbing mouth, had Batista thrusting, moaning, and his toes curling.
Batista: (moans) I'm getting close.
Matthew: So is the food.
Matthew was in the kitchen fixing a healthy dinner.
Matthew: Where's Randy? He should be here by now.
Batista: Uhh! Uhhhh fuck!
Batista's body twitched as each shot of sperm hit the back of the mouth of Ty. His eyes rolled back, mouth open wide as hell, toe nails scratching the table and then falling to the floor. Ty continued to bob his head until he was finished and started licking along the balls before his phone went off.
Ty: (sighs irritably and heavily) Hello? -- You're on your way home? -- Alright. (hangs up) Gotta go guys.
Matthew: Husband's home?
Ty: Yeah.
Batista: Go and give him that good dick. (winks; chuckles to Ty with Matthew; gets up; smacks Ty's ass) Come on man! We'll see you later. (they all hug and kiss before Ty leaves)
Matthew: So what's going on with Randy? So fucking hot and ready for this now 3-way.
Batista: (walks up behind Matthew) Well - (as he kisses down his spine) Randy will be working overtime.
Matthew: Ooohh get that money. (Batista starts mounting his hungry lips over it) Ahh caching!
Matthew lifted his left leg up onto the counter and begged for more of Batista's wet tongue inside of him. Batista delivered while smacking that ass. By the end of all this, Randy had gotten back from his shift that went into "overtime" and walked into the bedroom to see Matthew in between the legs of his man, Batista, sound asleep in the sheets. He grins and starts to strip. By the time he's pealing the covers off of them; his long hard on was already standing at attention. He gazes at the fat muscular booty of Matthew and dives his mouth over those cheeks, licking that arse that's nice and salty and tight dripping with cum good before biting them as he smacked that ass, waking him up.
Matthew: Oh you're home
Randy: Shhhh...
Got on his knees behind him and inserted his raw piece of meat inside of Matthew, got him moaning over Batista's face, taking his man's dick. It went from humping simply to the bed shaking and knocking, waking Batista up an got him chanting for Randy to fuck him up a little more while smacking it. Randy didn't stop until Matthew's ass was red. He then pulled out real quick, walked up to Batista's face, Batista opened his mouth and Randy came all in it. Shots of oozing thick nutt was filling his mouth as if it was champagne. When he believed he was finished, he leaned forward and kissed hiss man, lip-locking, sharing his nutt as the bed starts shaking again and Batista stops kissing him. Randy looked over and seen how Matthew is beating that ass up for another good nutt, filling him passed the rim.
Back at Trey's crib, Trey was storming the house, naked and still furious with Nick until there was a knock at the door. He opened it and it was Wiz Khalifa.
Wiz: Damn. You couldn't for me huh? (grinning)
Trey: Shut up.
Trey hauled Wiz in, closed the door behind him, and full blown started making out with Wiz as he started stripping him real quick. As soon as he got his shirt off, he was kissing away at his tat filled body. Wiz unbuckled his pants and Trey dropped to his knees, staring at his fat cut 11 inch beats and took all as he could while he played with his own nipples. Wiz bent over him and started smacking that ass, gripping that shit. Trey stopped and stood up.
Trey: Go take your shoes and pants and draws off and get comfortable on the couch. I'll be right back.
Wiz: Sure.
They both made out a little more and Trey went off as Wiz did so. He kicked his shoes off and his pants and sat on the couch as Trey went into the kitchen.
Wiz: So when is ole' boy comin' back?
No answer, and that's when Wiz heard the door open. Wiz and Nick looked eye to eye.
Wiz: Hey man.
Nick: The fuck?
Trey: (all smiles) Hey babe you're back!
To be continued...
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