Although the characters in this story engage in unprotected sex, we all need to be cautious. So please play it safe and use protection. Meanwhile, enjoy the story......
The story continues as the insatiable black stud, Top Dawg, prepares for ownership of the diner. But first, he had the new chef, Ronaldo, following him back to his place for a hot night of ass fucking. Top Dawg is pleased with the way things are working out. The diner employees are truly becoming a stable of luscious mouths and hot asses for his personal use and satisfaction, especially the new chef who was coming home with Top Dawg this evening. Top Dawg's reputation has been well earned (and dangles heavily between his legs) as eager men wait to be thoroughly plundered by his 13 inches of power!
Top Dawg, Part 10 Submitted By: Jason Moore
Top Dawg pulled into his garage with Ronaldo pulling up in the driveway. As they entered the side door off the garage Top Dawg let Ronaldo in as he hit the button to lower the garage door. He smiled to himself as he spied Ronaldo's firm, luscious ass knowing he would soon be balls deep up that baby. As he closed the door behind him, he led Ronaldo back to the bedroom, stripping off his shirt as they entered.
"So, get comfortable," Top Dawg told him as he sat on the edge of the bed and slipped out of his shoes and socks.
He sat there watching as Ronaldo undressed. When he was done, Top Dawg patted the bed next to him, directing Ronaldo to have a seat. As Ronaldo sat down, Top Dawg undid his pants and slipped them down and off. His huge cock flopped down onto his left thigh, virtually pointing toward Ronaldo beside him.
"Why don't we continue where we left off?" Top Dawg suggested.
Ronaldo then grabbed Top Dawg's hefty cock and squeezed and stroked it several seconds. He then leaned over and began to lap at its full length with his tongue. As he opened wide and took it into his mouth, Top Dawg massaged his back and shoulders.
"Yeah, baby, suck that cock. Mmmm, yeah," Top Dawg sighed.
Ronaldo was doing a good job and Top Dawg's large cock was quickly responding. For several minutes he sat there while Ronaldo gobbled down his cock. His left hand moved to the back of Ronaldo's head applying pressure. He smiled again, pleased with himself as Ronaldo responded by taking him in deeper. As that hot blowjob continued, Top Dawg moved a hand down Ronaldo's back. As he reached the top of his ass, Ronaldo got onto the bed on his knees, without missing a beat on Top Dawg's swelling cock.
"Yeah, man. Get me ready for this," Top Dawg said as his hand slapped then caressed Ronaldo's ass.
He then spit in his hand and quickly slithered into the crack of that hot, firm ass. Top Dawg soon found his target and his finger began to flick against and roll over that puckered rosebud, lathering it with his spit. When he poked his finger inside, Ronaldo squirmed and sighed. The tight hole enveloped his finger as he began to finger fuck it. He wormed another finger into those tight confines and sighed.
"Yeah this is just what I need right now," Top Dawg said. "A hot, tight ass to service my cock."
For another five minutes or so, Top Dawg worked that fuck hole with his fingers. While Ronaldo continued to slobber over his cock, Top Dawg loosened up and prepared that hot hole.
"Time for some serious ass fucking," Top Dawg finally said. "Get down on your stomach," he then directed his new chef.
As Ronaldo lay down, Top Dawg grabbed his legs and spread them. Then, kneeling before that fine ass, he rubbed it and massaged it with one hand while jerking his anxious cock with the other. His fingers found their mark again and he poked them up into that hot hole. Ronaldo squirmed again and pushed his ass back. Those protruding globes with their fine offering were too much for Top Dawg.
"This is gonna be hot," Top Dawg then said as he leaned forward, guiding his huge cock to its target.
As his cock slipped into the crack, he sprawled out on top of Ronaldo and began to slowly dry hump that luscious ass. He had Ronaldo pinned to the bed and loved the way he wiggled and pushed up his ass to greet him. After just a few minutes of this, Top Dawg retrieved a bottle of lube from the nightstand and pulled away to apply a liberal portion to his cock. He also slipped a slick finger into that tight ass and got it ready, too. Ronaldo squeezed his ass muscles against Top Dawg's finger.
"Oooh, yeah, this is good and tight. You ready for this big cock, Ronaldo? You ready to get fucked by the man?" Top Dawg said as Ronaldo looked over his shoulder.
"Please take it easy with that thing," Ronaldo answered.
Top Dawg spied the look of trepidation on his new quarry's face and chuckled to himself.
"Yeah, I'll take it easy," he said. "But before I'm through you'll be beggin' me to pound that ass good and hard."
'After all that's the way it always is,' Top Dawg thought to himself. 'First the fear of being impaled by my big cock, then the longing for more.'
"Get ready. Here comes daddy," Top Dawg then said as he leaned forward again.
As soon as he pulled his fingers free, Top Dawg pressed his cock head up against that tight opening. With a quick jab, he forced himself inside.
"Uuughhh...." Ronaldo grimaced.
"Easy. Easy, man. Relax that ass," Top Dawg demanded.
He then pulled out and quickly jabbed his cock back inside that luscious hole. He repeated this motion several times, smiling as he watched his cock head pry open that tight opening. Then with deft precision he held firmly onto the base of his cock and began to push forward. As his cock slowly sunk inside, Top Dawg moaned feeling the grip of Ronaldo's quivering ass.
"Uuugh....uggghhh...uuughhh...." Ronaldo gasped as that huge anal invader dug in deeper.
"Yeah, oh yeah. Open up, man. Relax. Relax." Top Dawg said. "Yeah open up. Open that ass up. Yeah, give it up, man. Gimme that ass," Top Dawg continued as he continued pushing up into Ronaldo's fine ass.
The feeling was always the same for Top Dawg - extreme pleasure as his hefty cock squeezed up inside a tight hole and extreme power as he thoroughly dominated whomever he was fucking. For now that was his new chef and for now he was inching himself in deeper and deeper. Loving the way Ronaldo's hot, luscious ass was clinging so magnificently to his hungry cock. In short order he had his cock fully buried. Top Dawg then lay on top of Ronaldo. With their bodies pressed against one another, Top Dawg slowly ground and swayed his hips, forcing his cock to explore every recess of that hot fuck hole.
"Aaah, yeah, my cock is way up in your tight ass now, man. Just where you wanted it. Right where it belongs," Top Dawg moaned in Ronaldo's ear.
Uuuhhh....uugghh...yeah.... Oooh....yeah..." Ronaldo grunted as that powerful tool filled him to the brink and then some.
Top Dawg lay there squirming and slightly bucking his hips, enjoying the sensation of his cock being fully buried up within the hot velvet grip of Ronaldo's sweet ass. Then his hips began to buck, ever so slowly at first then picking up momentum as he slowly, steadily long dicked that tight hole.
"Aaah, yeah, this is one hot fucking ass," he groaned. "An ass that's just made for fucking, man. I'm gonna own this baby by the time I'm through with it," he bragged.
"Yes. Yes. It's yours, man. Damn. That feels so good. Fuck me, Top Dawg. Fuck me good!" Ronaldo then gasped.
Top Dawg pushed himself up on his arms and braced himself. He watched as his huge cock dug in and out of Ronaldo's hot hole. He smiled at the way the ass lips protruded out with each withdraw, then were slurped back in as Top Dawg pushed back inside. For several minutes he continued a slow, precise motion, taking supreme pleasure in the feel of that luscious ass devouring his mammoth cock. Then he began to pick up his pace even more. With his usual flare, Top Dawg was soon pounding away at Ronaldo's ass. With his legs now stretched out behind him and his body propped up by his arms, Top Dawg's energies were all focused on fucking that ass.
"Yeah...yeah...oh yeah..." Top Dawg wailed as his body was now slamming down into Ronaldo, tearing up that hole like the ass fucking pro he was. "Gimme that ass. Gimme that hot, fucking ass!"
"Aaaaah....yeah...." Ronaldo whimpered as his ass was given up to that hot stud.
The bed frame rocked and creaked as Top Dawg viciously attacked Ronaldo's hot little fuck hole. With supreme power and domination, Top Dawg took that ass - took it for all it was worth. After several minutes of this powerful fucking, Top Dawg plunged in deep. He then lay on top of Ronaldo again and squirmed his hips around, loving the extreme sensations as his cock was once more buried fully up inside those hot, tight confines.
"Yeah, feel my cock, man. Feel it way up your hot ass," Top Dawg said into Ronaldo's ear as he lay on top of him once more.
Ronaldo simply groaned as Top Dawg continued grinding down into him. He smiled to himself as Ronaldo made a weak attempt to squeeze down on his ass muscles and push his ass upward.
'Yeah, he wants a good fucking,' Top Dawg chuckled to himself. "I'm gonna get all of this ass, man," he then said out loud to Ronaldo.
With that he turned over to his side. He lifted up and pinned Ronaldo's upper thigh against his stomach and quickly began to hump into that tight hole, slicing in and out of it in no time like a raging bull. With every powerful thrust, Ronaldo's body moved up toward the headboard. Top Dawg then wormed his other arm beneath Ronaldo's and wrapped it tightly across his chest, holding him in place while he fucked that ass. Ronaldo began to jerk off as Top Dawg once again mercilessly pounded away at his burning ass.
"Aahh, yeah, fuck me. Fuck me good," he moaned.
Ronaldo was now putty in Top Dawg's hands. He intensified his grip on his new chef. Holding Ronaldo firmly in place while he impaled him with his huge cock. Thrusting away like a mad man. Within minutes a load of cum erupted from Ronaldo's cock. It splashed up over his stomach and chest, spewing several gobs of cum on Top Dawg's bulging forearm. At that moment his ass seemed to tighten even more snugly around Top Dawg's massive plunger.
"Oh, yeah tighten up baby. I'm gonna cum up that sweet ass," Top Dawg then wailed. "Yeah, I own...this...ass...now..." he grunted as he plowed up that ass hard and deep with each utterance of those final four words as if to emphasize his ownership of Ronaldo's hot ass.
Then with a load grunt, Top Dawg's cock fully speared Ronaldo's tight fuck hole. His massive cock quickly expanded then immediately began to jerk and twitch as he buried a load of cum into Ronaldo's bowels. When he finished unloading up that ass, he slipped his cock out. He leaned up keeping his grip on Ronaldo's upper leg, smiling at the gaping hole he left behind as cum dribbled out onto Ronaldo's thigh.
"Yeah, this is one hot fuck hole," Top Dawg said as he watched it slowly clamp shut again and a rivulet of his cum oozed out of that sweet puckered orifice. "And this baby is all mine now to use whenever I want," he added as his hand slid down and his finger firmly flicked at that ravaged rosebud.
"Yes. Yes, it's all yours," Ronaldo sighed as he lay on his back when Top Dawg released his grip.
They then drifted off to sleep, entangled together. Two more times that night Top Dawg fucked Ronaldo's sweet ass. When the morning finally dawned, he sent Ronaldo home and prepared himself for the new work day.
Top Dawg ran some errands and as he arrived at the diner, he was met by the new bus boy, Jamal Rogers. He came in early as his car was in the shop and he had to take advantage of a ride from a friend. Top Dawg greeted him in the parking lot and they both went into the diner and back to Top Dawg's office.
"So, why you here so early, Jamal," Top Dawg said as he sat behind his desk.
"Ah, my ride broke down and my friend drove me in before he had to get to work," Jamal quickly blurted out.
"Too bad," Top Dawg responded as he began to stroke himself.
Jamal went on to relate a story about one of his friend, Jeff Davison. They were out at a party the other night and Jeff bragged about all of the oral encounters he has had. However, he reportedly made the comment that he wasn't 'giving up that ass till a cock comes along that's worthy of it.' It was then that Jamal spoke of Top Dawg.
"So, he'd like some of Top Dawg's big cock, huh?" Top Dawg asked as he was now stroking his growing cock more vigorously.
"Yeah, he said he'd be interested, but he really never did commit," Jamal said.
"Well, this has gotten me all worked up. Why don't you see what you can do about this, Jamal," Top Dawg responded as he undid his pants and pulled out his growing cock.
Without a word, Jamal walked around the desk and Top Dawg swiveled back and around. Jamal got on his knees and began to massage and jerk Top Dawg's big cock. When he lowered his face toward his target, Jamal stuck out his tongue and lapped up and down the thick cock staring out at him. He slid the tip of his tongue into the piss slit and all around the bulbous head. He then opened wide and took that huge meat between his lips. Top Dawg placed his hands on Jamal's shoulders, urging him on.
"Aaah, yeah. Suck my cock, man," he sighed as he felt that sweet mouth envelope the top of his cock.
With his hand and mouth, Jamal began to feverishly work Top Dawg's cock as it grew to its mammoth proportions. Top Dawg loved to see the bloated cheeks of anyone willing to gobble down his thick cock. When the tip was poised at Jamal's throat, Top Dawg pushed down on the bus boy's head, jamming his cock down that constricted throat. The sound of the ensuing gurgle and the feel of his cock sliding down Jamal's throat got Top Dawg even hotter. With both hands now holding his head firmly, Top Dawg began to use Jamal's mouth and throat to get himself off. Jamal gasped on every uptake, then gasped and gulped as Top Dawg forced his cock down deep.
"Yeah, take my cock. Take it all. Choke on that baby," Top Dawg demanded as he continued that rough fucking.
After several minutes, Top Dawg stood up, still holding onto Jamal's head. He turned them both around. Then, with Jamal's neck resting on the edge of the desk, Top Dawg put one hand on top of his head and the other propped up on his desk. He then began to buck his hips, driving his cock in and out. He smiled as he watched Jamal's lips wrap tightly around his thick cock.
"Yeah, suck my cock. I'm gonna feed you a load of cum, man. I'm gonna dump a load down your throat," Top Dawg said as he continued his ferocious fucking.
Jamal could only gasp and gurgle as he held firm, letting the big cock of his new boss fuck his face. For another ten minutes or so, he plowed away. Jamal's mouth and throat were taking him well. He knew he hired another good bus boy from Jamal's first blow job. But, it wasn't much longer before Top Dawg felt that familiar sensation as his balls tightened to release their load.
"Yeah, eat my cum, Jamal. I'm gonna feed you a shitload of cum, man. Ahhh...yeah....oooh, man..." Top Dawg groaned as he felt the first spurt of cum spewing out.
He then held still, feeling his cock jerk, depositing a rich cum load down Jamal's throat. With the final release, Top Dawg began to withdraw. But, Jamal grabbed the base of his cock and began to squeeze it. He then clamped his lips firmly around the tip of Top Dawg's spent cock and milked him dry with some eager sucking.
"Yeah, get it all, man," Top Dawg said.
When Jamal finally relaxed his lips, Top Dawg's cock plopped free and slapped down against his thigh.
"Thanks, boss," he said as he licked his lips and stood up, straightening himself up. "Just what I needed," Jamal added as he patted his belly.
"Me, too," Top Dawg smiled as he redid his pants.
Just before the lunch crowd began to stroll in Top Dawg called the new bartender, Darnell Thomas and made arrangements for him to come by in the afternoon the next day as the new bar equipment was being installed and he needed to show Darnell around. As the lunch crowd thinned, Mrs. Smith dropped by and reminded Top Dawg of the meeting with the banker tomorrow morning. Top Dawg then spent the early afternoon going over receipts and preparing orders for the rest of the week. As he did he thought about dropping by the Farmer's Market early tomorrow, before meeting with Mr. Conner. 'I can probably fuck Greg Benton's hot ass to start my day,' he thought to himself.
By the time the dinner crowd started rolling in, Top Dawg was out and about seeing to it that everything was running smoothly. Toward the end of the evening, he spied a young man walk in and Jamal greet him. He thought this might be his friend, Jeff Davison. He was about five foot eight and seemed to have a finely chiseled body. What caught Top Dawg's attention was that bubble butt firmly encased in a pair of black Levi jeans. Top Dawg was talking with some customers at a table across the room while keeping a leering eye on the new meat in the diner. He watched Jamal nod in his direction as the young man glanced over and looked Top Dawg up and down. A broad smile formed on his face and he saw him nod back at Jamal as he was led to and seated at a table.
'Well, looks like Jeff Davison has arrived and is willing to get royally fucked by the man,' Top Dawg thought to himself as Jamal sat this new meat at a table.
Jamal then approached Top Dawg, slipped him a business card and noted that the man who just entered was wondering if Top Dawg could spare a few minutes after his meal. Top Dawg looked at the card. It was a Mr. Jeremiah Conner - the bank loan officer.
"The banker! I wonder what he's doing here," Top Dawg said under his breath, loud enough for Jamal to hear him, but not the table of guest he had been talking with.
"Looks to me like he's checking out the goods," Jamal whispered back with a knowing smile creasing his face.
Top Dawg stared back at Mr. Conner as he caught the banker looking him up and down again then return to scanning the menu. Jamal returned to take his order as Top Dawg resumed his conversation with his guests. Top Dawg continued to mingle with the patrons, laughing and joking with them heartily as he did. Every once in awhile he'd glance toward Mr. Conner and catch him stealing glances his way while he ate. When he saw Jamal clear the table, Top Dawg sauntered over to meet with him.
"So, Mr. Conner, how'd you enjoy your meal?" Top Dawg asked.
"It was great," Mr. Conner said. "But, pleas call me Jerry and have a seat."
"Thanks," Top Dawg responded as he sat down.
"Hope this doesn't seem awkward, but I knew we were going to discuss your loan tomorrow morning and I thought I'd come by to see what exactly the bank was going to be investing in with that loan," Jerry stated.
"No problem," he answered. "So, like what you see?" Top Dawg quickly added.
"Uh, yes," Jerry gulped, staring back at Top Dawg. "Looks like this might be a solid investment."
"Solid as they come," Top Dawg bragged while slightly flexing his chest muscles.
The slight guttural moan and glint in Mr. Conner's eyes did not escape Top Dawg's attention. They spoke and joked around for several more minutes until Mr. Conner indicated he had to leave.
"Well, then, see you tomorrow at ten o'clock, Jerry," Top Dawg said as he reached out to shake his hand.
'Nice, firm grip' Top Dawg noted to himself as their handshake lingered just slightly.
"Till tomorrow then," Jerry said as he turned and left the diner.
"And nice, firm ass," Top Dawg noted to himself.
To be continued............