THE HOOD-18 Back Together Again
Written by: Eugene Marvin (aka) NPhillydogg@aol.com
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WEST PHILLY
Philadelphia Police swarmed about the rented apt of 21 yr old Raheim Jackson, who had been found HUNG in his own apt by a friend who called 9-1-1. 19 yr old Q [Quest Winfield] was taken into custody and questioned by homicide detectives about how he happened to stumble upon the body of his friend, who by all accounts seemed to have committed suicide in his own shower. Q explained how he came to know Raheim, letting them know all the intimate details of their newly formed friendship, as well as Raheim's involvement of the police officer's sex tape scandal which was recently broadcast on the local News. Officers became hush-mouthed once they learned of Raheim's relationship with the video tape, knowing it could put a new spin on the case.
Q was still being questioned when detectives from another precinct came by to question him...
"Quest Winfield...?" called the detectives, bursting into the interrogation room Q was being held in. "I'm detective Maleece Cortez, and this's detective Malik Jones..., we're here to question you about the MURDER of Raheim Jackson...!"
"Murder...?" cried Q, having been told Raheim's death was a suicide...
"Hold on..." objected detectives already on the case... "...what gives you the authority to walk in here and start IN on our witness...?"
"Can we speak to you outside...?" asked Cortez, excusing himself and the detectives, leaving Q even more worried than before.
He waited for all of 5 minutes [staring around an empty room and wondering if the police would somehow PIN Raheim's `murder' on HIM? The cops always looked to those who were closest to the victim first, sometimes not even bothering to look for anyone else...], when the new detectives [Cortez & Jones] suddenly came back in...
"I...I don't know what I could TELL you guys...? I don't know NOTHIN' bout no murder! I never actually SAW the video tape..." said Q, nervously. "...b...but...there WAS two guys that broke into Raheim's apt the other day while I was there visitin'..., they were MAD that he released the tape without their consents...! I think they were ON the tape also...!"
Cortez and Jones glanced at each other...
"What makes you think that...?" asked Jones, pulling out his note pad.
"Well..., one of them roughed him up kinda good..., sayin' his WIFE recognized him when she saw it on their computer before it was taken down from some website...!" explained Q, as best as he could remember.
"Does these guys have names...?" asked Cortez, also taking notes.
"I never heard them mention any names...!" said Q, "But they should be easy to find from the video...!" he guesstimated.
"Their faces were never shown in the video!" informed Jones, making it nearly impossible to identify them.
"What about a description...? Could you describe what these `guys' looked like...?" asked Cortez. "Would you be able to recognize them again if you saw their faces...?" he asked.
"I...I guess so..." answered Q, unsure.
"Tell the officers to get some mug shots, pronto...!" said Cortez, sending Jones out of the room.
"Look..., I really didn't know Raheim all that much..." explained Q. "...I'd just met him a while ago at a party, and we were just kinda hookin' up again afterwards, ya know...? I really don't know anything about this video tape, who's IN the video, or why they made it...!"
"WHO was at this party you mentioned...?" asked Cortez [still taking notes], making Q regret mentioning it as soon as he said it...
"Just a couple of guys..." he said, trying to spare his friends.
"I'm gonna need names...!" insisted Cortez, as Jones came back with a small laptop computer of mug shots...
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The police held Q for HOURS, making him search through thousands of mug shots on a computer screen. Q never saw either of the men he was looking for in the computer, but he DID recognize a small handful of guys from his neighborhood, guys he'd seen around or knew personally, guys with rap sheets as long as his arm.
"Well Mr Winfield..." asked detective Cortez, returning to the room with his partner. "...find your break-in couple yet...?"
"No..." answered Q, much to the detective's expectations... "...but I did find ONE of them...!" he added, much to their surprise...
Cortez and Jones stepped in behind Q, lowering their faces into the screen to read the suspect's name and information...
"`William Morgan', age 23..." read Cortez. "...'arrested 5 yrs ago for possession...'!"
"Got an address...?" asked Jones, curiously.
"Mother's address..." said Cortez, "...looks like we're paying MOMS a visit...!"
"Is there somewhere we can DROP you off...?" asked Jones, as they began prepared to leave.
"I left my car outside Raheim's apartment..." said the teen, hoping for a ride back...?
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EARLIER
19 yr old Tae Hyun Kye and his family [Moo-Ho and Mi-Hi Kye] were waiting for detectives to show them a lineup of possible suspects in the murder of their relative [Joon-Ho].
They were called into an observation room, where a one way mirror separated them from 6 African American suspects lined up on the other side. Mi-Hi was the only one present who saw the culprits faces, but Tae and Moo-Ho were allowed to stay as supporters and translators.
Each man was told to step forward, staring straight ahead. Mi-Hi was assured the angry looking men [all dressed in hoodies] couldn't see her. She studied each man's face closely. They ALL looked guilty and capable of her husband's murder. She could barely distinguish one from the other [as they all looked alike], but picked out the ONE she thought who's eyes looked the remorseful of them all, figuring HE had something to hide. When detectives asked if she recognized his accomplice, Mi-Hi couldn't decide...
"Okay..., take them away...!" ordered the detectives, as the criminals were all escorted back to their awaiting cells.
"How'd she do...?" asked Tae, curious if his auntie got the right man or not?
"She positively picked ONE of the two men from the videotape that killed your uncle..." said the detective positively, bringing cheer to Tae's face. "...but I'm afraid it wasn't the ONE that actually raped and murdered him! She picked the one that was standing by watching...!"
"So...what does THAT mean...?" asked Tae, nervously. "Does that mean he gets off scott free...?!"
"Not at all..." assured the dick. "...we still have him on surveillance raping and murdering your uncle..." explained the man, bluntly. "...we just have to rely on the videotape evidence and the DNA he left behind in his semen...! Don't worry..." he said, patting Tae gently on the shoulder. "...we've GOT him..., he's not going anywhere!"
"Thank you, detective!" sighed Tae, relieved.
Tae and his family were sent back out into the waiting area, where they had to make more statements for the detective's report. It was while waiting to finish up that Tae saw Q coming from the back of the Precinct...
"Q...?" called Tae, surprised to see his friend.
"Tae...!" answered Q, meeting him midway. "What're YOU doin' here...?" he asked.
"I had to bring my auntie down to pick my uncle's murderer from a lineup...!" answered Tae. "What are YOU doing down here...?" he asked, taking note of the 2 detectives escorting Q in the background...
"Oh..." said Q, suddenly reminded why he was there. "...I found a friend of mine dead in his apartment..." he answered, woefully. "...the police think he might've been murdered...!"
"Damn, that's fucked up...!" said Tae, reading Q's pain. "Anyone I know...?" he inquired.
"uh...no..." answered Q, "...I don't think so...!"
"Oh..." said Tae, sensing something special about this friend, THEN suddenly noticing the passion mark on Q's neck. "...I, uh...I think I ought to get back to my auntie..." he said, not knowing HOW he felt about seeing the suck marks on Q.
"Yeah..." agreed Q. "...I gotta GO too..." he said, getting a ride back to his car by detectives. "...I'll see you later...!"
Tae's aunt and uncle watched Tae talking with Q...
<"Who that black man with Tae...?"> asked Moo-Ho [in Korean].
<"Oh, THAT is Tae's friend from the neighborhood, the one I told you about [last chap]..., the one called Q!">
<"Oh...so THAT'S Q..."> said Moo-Ho, his eyes narrowing distastefully...
Tae returned to his [surprisingly silent] aunt and uncle, thinking of Q and wondering how they happened to grow so far apart...? Seeing Q again bought back a lot of good memories [causing his Asian cock to twitch]. Tae couldn't help but wonder if it was too late to make things right with Q? Was he seeing someone else? The passion marks on his next would certainly indicate so...
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After the police was finished with them, Tae took his aunt and uncle home to their west Philly store. Tae had left the memorial to his uncle outside the family's store, so Mi-Hi could see all the love and support they got from neighborhood well-wishers, proving that not everyone in The HOOD was evil and out to GET them. Flowers, teddy bears, candles, and condolence cards littered the store front tied and taped to the metal link fence outside].
Mi-Hi got out of her husband's car, physically touched by the makeshift memorial. Tears came to her eyes as Moo-Ho helped her into the house. Tae took their bags in, hoping this might be the beginning of them learning there are good and bad in people everywhere...
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LATER...
After settling in his aunt and uncle, Tae walked down the street [through the predominantly black Hood] to Q's grandmother's house. He noticed Q's car parked out front, and walked by it several times [building up the courage to walk up and ring the bell]. Finally on his 4th pass, he climbed the cement step to the door, and rang the bell. His heart was pumping in his throat as he took a deep breath to calm himself. It was only Q. They'd been friends/lovers for nearly a year, he shouldn't be so nervous to simply TALK to him...!
Ringing the bell again, he was quickly met with a: `hold your damn horses! I'm an OLD lady..., give me time to get to the fuckin' door!"
Tae's first instinct was to take off and RUN [having pissed off granny Win'], but his feet felt like they were encased in cement, making it impossible to move. "Who the HELL is it anyway..." he could hear grandma Win' saying as she unlocked the door. "...coming here unannounced without so much as a phone call to warn me..."
The door opened...
"Oh..." she said, looking down at Tae [who was staring back up at here like a kid who'd just been caught playing with his penis]... "...I know you..., you're Quest's lil' Asian friend from up the street!"
"uh, yes sir...I, I mean ma'am, sir...is Q home...?" he asked [sweat starting to drip down over his brow]...
"Yeah, he's here somewhere..." said granny Win', stepping aside to allow the boy in her house. "...just follow the rap music upstairs and you'll find him..." she continued, as she closed and secured the door behind them. "...I'm sure you KNOW the way already...!" she couldn't help but jab. Tae looked surprised, how'd granny Win' know he'd been in the house before?
Granny showed Tae in from the enclosed porch, then pointed towards the stairs leading up to her grandson. But before Tae could take off, she grabbed him by the arm with a death grip...
"I just wanted to say how sorry I am to have heard about your uncle..." she said, sincerely. "...no one should have to experience that hardship! Your family opened a store in this neighborhood when no one else would! You have my condolences!"
"Thank you." said Tae, touching granny Win's old wrinkled hand for support.
Win' touched her free hand atop Tae's, passing on strength and wisdom that only comes with age...
"No GO on upstairs and make up with my grandson..." she said, pushing Tae along. "...but don't make too much noise upstairs, the neighbors complain about all that silly rap music!"
"uh...okay..." said Tae, stunned, as he climbed the stairs.
Coming to Q's bedroom door, he knocked, but didn't get an answer. Trying the doorknob, he looked in to find Q lying on his bed with his headphones on, listening to the rapper PISTON so his granny wouldn't complain about the music being too loud.
Q looked over to see Tae standing in the doorway, and immediately sat up...
"What'r YOU doin' here...?" he asked, pulling his headphones off to hear...
"Your Grandmom let me in..." said Tae, quietly closing the door behind him before tip-toeing over to Q's bed to whisper... "...does she KNOW we're a couple...?" he asked, curiously [sitting on the edge of the bed].
Q laughed...
"I dunno..." he admitted, "...she's been sayin' some off the wall stuff lately..., I think she suspects...! Why...?"
Tae chuckled...
"Cause she just told me to come up here and make up with you, but not to make too much noise...!"
"She's too much...!" laughed Q, shaking his head.
Tae's laughter slowly died down as he started to stare into Q's eyes and lips...
"So ARE we...?" he asked, serious faced.
"Are we WHAT...?" asked Q, confused.
"A couple, still...?" asked Tae, curiously.
Q lowered his head...
"I dunno..." he said honestly, "...what do YOU think...?" he asked, looking back up into Tae's eyes.
"I still WANT to be..." admitted Tae, touching Q's pant leg. "I'm totally sorry for the way I'd been acting towards you...! I...I have NO excuse for why I pushed you away..., except to say that I felt guilty about my uncle's death because I was doing things behind his back that he didn't know about...! He hated black people..., he hated homosexuals..., he hated anything different! I wished I had been more open and honest with him...telling him about my feelings for you as a friend, and a lover...! Perhaps things would have worked out differently...?"
"You can't blame yourself for your uncle's death, Tae..." comforted Q. "...NO amount of comin' out or honesty would have stopped 2 robbers from walkin' into your uncle's store and doin' what they did...!"
"No...but at least my uncle would have known the REAL ME instead of whatever it was he thought I was...!" argued Tae. "Maybe he wouldn't have hated homosexuals if he knew his own nephew was one...?" he questioned. "Maybe he would have changed his mind about YOU and black people had he saw with his own eyes how we got along...? I'll never know cause I was too scared to let him IN!"
Q leaned back against his headboard...
"So...THIS was all the stuff you were thinkin' when you were shuttin' me out...?" he asked, realizing the heavy load Tae had put upon his own shoulders. "You can't MAKE people accept what they ain't ready for..." he debated. "...you can only live YOUR life the way you see fit, and HOPE everyone else will come around to exceptin' eventually...! What would've happened had you told your uncle and HE told you to get out...? What then?"
Tae thought...
"I guess...I would go stay with my biological dad..." he thought, aloud. "...HE would take me in!"
"Hold up..." said Q, confused. "...I thought you did'n KNOW who your real dad was...?"
"I knew who he was..., I didn't know where he lived...!" corrected Tae. "But I've spoken to him since then...and he's pretty cool!"
"Really...?" smiled Q, happy that he friend wasn't alone.
"I think you'd like him..." added Tae, thinking of his father. "...he wants to meet you...!"
"Me...? You told him about me...? What did he say...?" asked Q, curiously.
"Oh, don't worry, my dad's gay too..." informed Tae, getting a shocked look on Q's face. "...it's a LONG story, but he has a guy living with him that's OUR age that's his houseboy/sex slave...!"
"WOW...your dad sounds intense...!" surprised Q.
"Yeah..." agreed Tae, "...I'm a chip off the ole block...!" he laughed, causing Q to laugh also. "So..." said Tae, getting suddenly serious again. "...you still didn't answer my question..."
Q knew exactly WHAT question Tae was referring to, as he silently tossed aside his headphones and leaned forward to grab Tae by the back of neck. Tae felt Q pulling him forward as their lips met for the first time in months...
Tae felt Q's soft pillowy lips touch his, just before Q parted his lips and extended his warm wet tongue. Tae could feel his lover's tongue entering his mouth as he scooted closer for a better angle. Getting more into it, Tae quickly began taking over [becoming the aggressor], suckling Q's tongue while gently pushing him back against the headboard. Q could feel Tae taking charge, and instantly gave IN to him as Tae twisted his head to kiss from every angle.
Q could feel his body starting to react to the familiar actions as his dick hardened in his jeans, and his asshole began to quiver and pucker with anticipation. The two men broke kiss only long enough for Q to lie down [flat] on his bed, and for Tae to get on top of him. They quickly resumed kissing [sucking each other's tongues fiercely] as Q parted his legs and allowed Tae to lie in-between them. Grounding crotches together, the two boys could feel each other's erections as they humped each other in missionary position.
"Damn I've missed you SO much...!" whispered Tae, between kisses.
Q pulled Tae's tucked shirt out of his waistline, then pulled it up over his shoulders. Tae broke kiss again as he got up on his knees, then ripped the pink pullover off over his head and tossed it casually on the floor before falling back down on top of his boyfriend to kiss some more.
Q ran his hands all over Tae's muscular back and torso, locking his thighs about the Asian's pumping hips as they continued to grind together. Tae lifted Q's wife-beater, exposing his erect nipples which he promptly began to suck as Q moaned softly in his ear...
"Shit man, I've missed YOU too...!" he admitted, pulling his own shirt off overhead.
Tae got back up on his knees and began to pull Q's jeans off...
"Wait a minute...!" panicked the teen, rolling halfway off the bed to reach his stereo. Tae looked confused until Q yanked the headphone cord from the box, causing the music to blast out loud.
Tae laughed to himself, knowing Q's grandmom knew exactly what they were doing...
"What's so funny...?" asked Q, getting back into position [under Tae] as he reached down and started unbuckling the boy's pants...
"Nothing..." said Tae, not wanting to spoil the moment as he and Q both undressed each other.
Stiff erections [black & blasian] came into view, as groping hands and wet mouths quickly covered them. Tae climbed into 69 position with Q, both facing the other's erection as they took them into their mouths and sucked at their heart's content.
Tae took Q's 8" black dick into his mouth, then swallowed it hungrily, taking the whole thing in one shot before his gag reflex kicked in and caused him to retreat. Q moaned around Tae's 9.5" uncut downward curved sausage, turning Tae on his side so he could get better access. Cupping the dick and balls with both hands, he polished the fat juicy head, running his tongue curiously under the foreskin to gather up any pre-cum that may have leaked there. Tae squirmed as the sensitive head was lavished softly before Q started descending his lips, taking more of the boomerang into his mouth.
Both boys sucked as if they hadn't tasted each other in ages, their mouths starving for what the other had to offer. Tae couldn't get enough of feeling Q's dick in his mouth. He had flashbacks of being in bed with his father {Gee) and his live-in lover {Shakeem], and as HOT as the sex was with them, nothing compared to the emotional attachment he shared with Q.
He attacked Q's dick vigorously, trying to consume the whole thing. Q stopped sucking Tae's dick a few times to watch his hot blasian mouth speed up and down his dick, his beautiful pink lips sucking at his brown pop like a fat kid trying to get to the creamy center. Q tried to match Tae's pace, but was blown away by his lover's desperation as Tae started pumping his dick with his fist, bringing him ever closer to orgasm with a combination of mouth and hand coordination.
"Yo..." panted Q, pulling off Tae's sausage to look down and warn him... "...you're gonna make me CUM if you don't stop that shit...!" But that only enticed Tae to suck harder as he drove his mouth down deeper and worked his pumping fist faster. "Fuck man..." complained Q, not wanting to cum so soon. "...slow down..., you gonna man me nutt, seriously!"
Tae continued to pump, stroke, and suck, working his hand, fist, and mouth in perfect combination, slurping his way up and down his lover's hard black shaft with noisy vacuum noises, happy that the music was able to drown out any suction under a heavy base beat.
"Oh fuck..." cried Q, clenching Tae's body as his orgasm suddenly hit. "...AARRRRHHHHHH...!!"
Tae pumped his fist and suckled the flaring head as Q's first eruption spat into his mouth. The warm sperm burst forth like a Starburst, filling Tae's mouth as he quickly swallowed before the next eruption. Q squealed and squirmed as he came buckets in Tae's mouth, filling his oral gap with as much as 9 spurts of thick warm liquid, all of which Tae quickly drank down like a wino at a free beer tasting event.
Long after Q's dick stopped erupting did Tae continue to suck, gathering every ounce of semen from his balls, massaging the shaft with his milking fist to get every drop. Q lay on his back [totally depleted and exhausted], panting like a prairie dog as Tae nursed his erection bone dry.
"How was that...?" asked Tae, changing positions.
"Fuckin' amazin' man..." said Q, watching as Tae maneuvered between his legs, lifting them... "...I just wish you did'n make me cum so fast..."
"Don't worry..." smiled Tae, "...it ain't over yet...!"
With that, Tae locked his hands behind Q's knees and pushed his legs up over his chest, exposing his ass. Q lay on his back, doubled in half as Tae stared down at his inviting ass. Tae's dick throbbed wantonly as Q's ass cheeks parted to reveal the deep valley and tiny tight hole nestled in-between. He stared down at the heavenly passage for a moment, basking in its remembrance as hours of pleasure from watching his dick slide through the welcoming hole filled his mind. As if mesmerized, he licked his pinkish lips and lowered his face into his boyfriend's ass, nestling his face between the warm parted cheeks.
"Oh shit..." groaned Q, reaching up to grab his own feet, pulling them down to get his knees pressed closer to his own chest. Staring down over his flat torso and hard prick [which lay across his abdomen and navel], he could see Tae's head from his eyes UP. Tae stared back up at him, watching Q's facial expressions as he worked his tongue over his steaming hot manhole. Q smiled, his eyes rolling majestically up into his head when he felt Tae's tongue starting to work its magic. Throwing his head back against the pillows, he groaned aloud, encouraging Tae to work harder.
Tae licked over the surface of the anus, getting familiar with the taste of his lover's buttock all over again. He liked watching Q's facial expressions when he ate his ass, watching the euphoric flush that washes over him when he finds the perfect spot that drives him wild.
Tae could feel Q's asshole pucker and flex under his diligent washing, prompting him to start sucking harder on the pulsing lips. Darting his tongue inside, he drilled the hole deeply, pressing in and out as the anal lips started to relax and flower open. Tae pressed his face in further, trying to climb up IN Q's ass. Pulling the cheeks further apart, he managed to achieve deeper access, wiggling his taster so far up Q's rectum Q thought a parasite was let loose inside him.
"I WANT this ass...!" stated Tae, pulling his spit wet face up from his lover's ass, his curved boomerang as hard as steel as he slapped it up against Q's hole...
"My grandma's downstairs..." protested Q, knowing she would heard the popping springs and banging headboard...
"Can we DO it on the floor...?" asked Tae, desperate to get up in Q's ass.
"Yeah..." agreed Q, "...lie down on your back...!" he suggested, grabbing the lube.
Tae got down onto the floor [stroking his enormous dick] while Q greased his own ass, shoving lubed fingers inside to stretch the hole. It'd been a while since he took on Tae and his wrist thick whopper, but Q figured it was like riding a bike, as he for into position and hovered over the handlebar.
Tae's body tingled with anticipation as Q squat down over him, aligning his ass with the dick. Making contact, Q reached back and adjusted Tae's crank until his dickhead was aligned to his entrance, then pressed down.
"UHHHH..." he grunted, feeling the head stretch him wide.
Tae looked up into Q's eyes, concerned he might be hurting his buddy, yet eager to feel those fleshy walls milking his dick. Q descended on his dick slowly, taking inch after thick curved inch until his buttock was resting comfortably in Tae's groin. Both Tae and Q groaned erotically, Q feeling Tae's thick dick stretching his anal ring wide, and Tae feeling Q's anus squeezing his thick pole like a vice.
"You okay...?" he asked, reading the pain on his lover's face.
"Yeah..." answered Q, sitting upright [transfixed]. "...just don't move..." he pleaded, his body getting used to the invasion inside him.
Tae tried to stay perfectly still, but couldn't resist grinding upright as his dick pulsed inside Q's roost. "I said DON'T MOVE!" shouted Q, feeling ripped asunder.
"Sorry..." said Tae, loving the warm feeling enveloping him.
Q waited a few minutes before his asshole stopped fighting and started to relax. Clenching his cheeks together, he started rising and lowering his ass on Tae's dick, fucking himself as his lover lay prone under him. Tae could feel the strong anal ring squeezing around him, slowly sliding up his dick [until the curve came out] before changing directions and sliding back down. He rubbed Q's thighs gently as he watched Q do all the work. Q stroked his own dick as he rode, lazily massaging himself to full erection as his ass grew accustomed to riding the big dick stuffed inside. As time passed, his body began to adjust, his anus no long squeezing the life from Tae's dick, but firmly massaging it instead.
Tae could feel Q's body starting to relax around him, molding to his dick as he climbed up from his knees onto the soles of his feet. Balancing himself, he started bouncing his ass up and down in Tae's lap. Tae looked down and watched the base of his thick dick disappearing up into Q's ass, Q's brown balls slapping into his stomach every time he lowered himself on his stick.
"Shit baby..." complained Tae, rising up on his elbows... "...can't I do the riding now...? I want to FEEL my dick all up inside you...!"
"Give me a minute..." moaned Q, just getting used to feel the dick wedging his hole open.
He rode the dick for a few more minutes, slapping his ass cheeks against the groin as the dick sped up into his bowels. After a few minutes of continuous bounce, he pulled up reluctantly, allowing it to slip smoothly from his ass...
Tae got up off the floor and exchanged places. Q got onto his back, then lifted his own legs to expose his ass for more fucking. Tae got down before him, then aimed his dick up to the asshole and slowly sank in.
"URRHHH...!" grunted Q, feeling the dick rip through him.
Tae pushed all the way in, grinding his pelvic bone against Q's buttock. "SHIT, man...!" groaned the black man, feeling more stuffed than before. Tae gripped the backs of Q's legs, holding them down against his chest firmly as he began to pull back and push forth with his hips.
Q rested his head against the floor as he got fucked, closing his eyes as he concentrated solely on his asshole. He could feel Tae moving in and out, re-staking his claim as he plowed through the anal walls with his battering ram. If anyone else HAD been in Q's ass since they broke up, they certainly wasn't bigger than him, Q's asshole was as tight as ever!
Tae watched Q's uncomfortable facial expressions as he fucked, leaning in over his body as he slowly stabbed his way through his innards, plowing through everything in his way, stretching out the rectum to make room for his thick boomerang.
Q felt the dick move through him. He stroked his own dick [milking the shaft] with his own hand, feeling his body yawn open to receive. Tae's thrusts were consistent, he fucked nonstop, massaging his manhood through the open orifice, slowly gaining momentum as his dick grew harder and more aggressive.
"Damn, baby..." moaned Q, feeling the pressure inside him as he titled his head backwards and noticed his granny coming up the stairs from the space under the door.
Q continued to watch [lying flat on his back, his legs pressed to his chest, stroking his own erection as his boyfriend fucked in and out of his exposed asshole] as his grandmother reached the top step, then slowly made her way down towards HIS door. `OH SHIT!' –he thought, noticing the door unlocked. Tae was still fucking away inside him when his grandma stopped outside the door, her feet plainly visible as she stood there waiting.
Q froze [too afraid to move a muscle], trying not to make a sound to make his granny want to enter the room. What was she doing standing at the door? Was she listening? Checking up on him? What did she think Tae and him were doing in his bedroom?
"Oh fuck, I'm about to cum...!" announced Tae, at the most inopportune moment.
Q reached up and covered Tae's mouth, hoping to keep his grandmom from hearing him groaning over the rap music. Tae grunted into Q's hand as he stabbed his dick all the way in and came, shooting fireworks off inside him. Q could feel the dick jumping and jerking inside him, spitting great gobs of cum in his bowels as Tae ground his body into his.
Q looked back at the door. His grandmom was still there [probably with her ear to the wood]. Tae fell forward, covering Q's neck and face with kisses. Q watched his grandmom walk away, grateful she didn't try to doorknob and walk IN on them...
"Damn, that was SWEET...!" smiled Tae, withdrawing.
Q rolled over, crawling towards the door when Tae suddenly grabbed his ankles and pulled him back. With Q on his stomach, Tae kissed his way up his back, dragging his dick along his ass crack before reinserting it up his ass... "You're not getting away from me THAT easily..." he said, pressing his groin into Q's meaty ass as he completely sheathed his dick. "...I'm not letting you out of my sight until I've cum 2 or 3 more times in that ass...!"
Q felt Tae resuming his fuck, making up for lost time as he lay across Q's back and started a steadily thrust into his ass, driving his still hard dick in and out of the sperm clogged hole...
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