Date: Fri, 23 Sep 2011 12:34:40 -0400 (EDT)
From: DOGG <nphillydogg@aol.com>
Subject: bruthaly luv-19

BRUTHALY LUV -19

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	Marlon felt like a loser, lying in his bed downstairs in the
basement as his family sat upstairs living their lives. Every morning he
could hear Crystal come downstairs to start breakfast for their
daughter. And every morning Rachelle would come downstairs and ask for her
dad. `Marlon's not feeling well today...' he'd hear Crystal say. `...maybe
you'll see him tomorrow...!' But tomorrow would never come. Marlon would
sleep and sulk downstairs in his dark bedroom, hiding out from the world,
feeling totally shamed for getting high (and gangbanged) by strangers after
all these years of sobriety. He felt too ashamed to see his daughter, to
see her innocent face and have to admit he's nothing but a `fuckup'.
	He could hear Dan's voice upstairs, speaking for him in his
absence. `Don't worry honey, if your daddy doesn't get any better, I'll be
your daddy..., would you LIKE that Rachelle...?' Marlon listened for his
daughter's answer, but never heard one.


"Don't DO that, Dan...!" said Crystal, stepping up for Marlon.


"Don't do what...?" asked Dan, paying no attention to Rachelle's angry
frowned face.


"Rachelle KNOWS who her dad is..." said Crystal, "...don't tell her you're
going to replace him...!"


"I didn't say `replace'...!" argued Dan. "That's not what I meant...!"


"I know..., but Rachelle doesn't know..., she's only eight!"
	Dan looked down into Rachelle's frown...


"I'm NOT trying to replace your dad..." he corrected, "...what I meant
is..., if your dad doesn't get better soon, maybe I could take you and your
mom ice skating, or to the movies..., or something FUN like that...? How's
THAT sound...?"


"Okay." said Rachelle unenthusiastically, digging into her food.
	Dan shook his head, unable to understand why children stood by
their parents sides, even when their parents were obvious fuckups like
Marlon?



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	Marlon waited in bed, listening to the heavy footsteps of his lover
floating down the basement steps. When the door to their private bedroom
opened, there stood Curtis, freshly showered and wrapped only with a towel
around his trim 29" waist, his muscularly ripped stomach muscles sitting
prominently in their 8pack.
	Marlon could easily see Curtis' long heavy dick bulge outlined
through the towel.


"You ready for sum luv'n...?" asked Curtis, standing in the doorway,
looking sexy and wet.
	Marlon pulled back the covers as Curtis walked over to the bed and
climbed in. Marlon lay instantly on his back, welcoming Curtis into his
arms. Curtis lay on top of him, kissing him deeply before removing the
towels and grounding crotches. Marlon lay in missionary position (his
favorite position with Marlon), his legs lifted and open as Curtis ground
in-between them.


"What'chu want, babee...?" asked Curt between kisses, raised up on his
strong but slim muscular arms (in pushup position) as he sucked lips and
tongues with his lover.


"You..." whispered Marlon, lifting his head to suckle Curtis' hot mouth.


"What'chu want me to do...?" asked Curtis, grinding his hardon against
Marlon's as Marlon held onto his waist and hips.


"I want you to fuck me..." whispered Marlon, sucking Curtis' tongue into
his mouth.


"You want me to what...?" asked Curtis, teasingly.


"FUCK me...!" answered Marlon,


"Show me...!" insisted Curtis.
	Marlon reached down between their bodies, then grasped Curtis'
thick hard dick and aimed it down against his pre-greased asshole. Curtis
pushed forward with his hips, forcing his dickhead into Marlon's anal
ring...


"UHHH...!" groaned Marlon closing his eyes as his body was invaded, feeling
the dick sliding slowly into him like a pole, stuffing his bowels full of
his man's powerfully demanding penis.
	Marlon felt the dick stretching his hole wide (as well as deep),
forcing his innards to re-arrange and adjust for the extra added mast
taking up room inside his body. Marlon felt the dick slowly digging through
rectum, reaching into his colon, squeezing up into his intestines.
	Marlon felt completely filled by the massive penis his boyfriend
possessed, a feeling he had come to love over the past 3 years. He felt the
dick inching through him, burrowing a path straight through his
bowels. When he felt Curtis' pubic hairs scratching against his bare bottom
(indicating that he had the entire 12 inch python sheathed inside his
hole), he opened his eyes to see Dan's face staring back down at him...


"You KNOW this is what you want...!" said Dan, slamming his hips into him.
	Marlon awoke from what he considered a nightmare, to find himself
sitting alone in his own basement bedroom. Breathing a sigh of relief, he
got up with a tremendous hardon and a deep desire to be penetrated. Looking
at the time, Marlon noticed it was well after noon. Getting out of bed, he
wandered his way upstairs into the bathroom where he began to piss and
shower. Feeling the warm water rush over him, he soaped his body after
several days of hiding out like a hermit. With the dream of Dan Edwards
still fresh in his mind, he couldn't help but wonder why his mind was
fantasizing about a man he barely knew or liked? And simply equated the
dream to missing his lover (Curtis).
	Getting out of the shower, Marlon decided to shave his 3 days worth
of stubble. He knew turning to drugs was an old crutch he often used to get
through rough times in the past, but waking up naked in some stranger's
apartment with multiple loads dripping from his used anus was definitely a
sobering moment. Even in his worst of times (in the past) he never had
anything like that happen, having managed to keep his anal virginity until
his imprisonment.
	Marlon had just finished cleaning his face and jotted down the
steps (feeling refreshed and anew), when he heard the front door open.


"DADDY...!" cried Rachelle, spotting her father on the stairs.
	Marlon was caught off guard as his daughter ran in to greet him,
throwing her arms about his half naked body as he stood in only a wrapped
towel.


"Hey baby..." he said, kneeling to hug her. "...how'd you get home so
soon...?"


"Mr Dan picked me up after school...!" said Rachelle, pointing back towards
the door as Dan Edwards bought in Rachelle's book bag.
	Marlon stood upright as he watched Dan enter the house.


"Here's your book bag, Rachelle..." he said, handing the 8 yr old her
bag. "Don't forget to do your homework before you go outside and play...!"


"Do I have to, daddy...?" asked Rachelle, looking up at her father.
	Marlon felt his heart strings pull when he looked into her eyes.


"Yes, you do..." he said, agreeing with Dan. "...you know your mother's
rules...!"


"Okay." said Rachelle, disappearing upstairs in her room, leaving the
adults downstairs.
	Dan and Marlon stood facing each other, almost at a loss for
words...


"uh..., thanks for picking her for me..." said Marlon, awkwardly.


"It was for Crystal..." corrected Dan, "...but you're welcomed...! It's the
least I can do since her father can't be trusted to do it!"
	Marlon felt insulted...


"Do you have something against me...?" he asked, unable to recall any
incidents between them.


"You mean OTHER than the fact that for two days out of the week I have to
excuse myself early from work to pick YOUR daughter up from school when
YOU'RE not doing anything more than laying around fingering your own
ass...?" asked Dan, sarcastically. "OR that you're so irresponsible that
your baby's mother and your lover had to pay your way through life...? OR
the fact that you can't sustain a JOB...? Who's supposed to help Crystal
with the rent once the money Curtis advanced her runs out? What happens if
Rachelle suddenly needs braces, or some expensive medical exam HMO won't be
willing to pay for...? Do you have ANY sense of responsibility? Rachelle do
more in one school day than you do all week! I mean..., I could probably
understand WHY Curtis was paying your way..." surmised Dan, looking
Marlon's body over as he stood half naked in his towel, making Marlon feel
like an object. "...but without someone shoving their big dick up your ass,
what real use are you...? I mean, it's not like Crystal could fuck you...!"
	Marlon was at a loss for words, with much of what Dan said hit him
close to home. Dan saw the confusion written on Marlon's face, as he moved
in for the kill. "Maybe you could find another big dick daddy to take care
of you...?" he suggested, inching closer. "Someone who could benefit from
the attributes you have to offer...!"
	Marlon stood paralyzed as Dan stood directly next to him, then
reached down and openly groped his ass through his wet towel. Instantly
Marlon's body began to react, craving more attention as his asshole began
to pucker between his cheeks.


"You're supposed to be straight...!" said Marlon, "Crystal..."


"...ain't here...!" finished Dan, putting his hand up Marlon's towel to
feel his bare skin. Marlon could feel Dan's fingers on his ass, moving up
the lightly haired crack to rub against his anus.


"Daddy...?" called Rachelle, standing on the bottom step as Dan and Marlon
stood side by side.


"RACHELLE...!" startled Marlon, not hearing her descent down the
stairs. His heart was pounding heavily in his chest, wondering what exactly
had his daughter seen?
	Dan continued to stand unmoving, his hand still tucked under
Marlon's towel as both men faced the staircase. Unlike Marlon who looked
ready to jump out of his skin, Dan was as cool as a cucumber, still rubbing
Marlon's button as Rachelle stared up at them unknowingly.


"Daddy..., when I finish my homework, can we go out for ice cream...?" she
asked innocently, wanting to spend some time with her father.
	But before Marlon could answer, he gasped aloud as Dan's middle
finger suddenly buried (knuckle deep) up his ass.


"uh..., I uh..., I don't have any money for ice cream, honey..." he said,
trying not to spring an erection in front of her.
	That's where DAN intervened...


"I have ice cream money, Rachelle..." he added, darting his finger in and
out of her daddy's asshole from behind. "...I'd be happy to take you and
your dad out, AFTER you finish your homework of course...!"


"Oh boy...!" cried Rachelle, rushing back upstairs to finish up quickly.
	Marlon breathed easier when he realized his daughter had no idea
what was happening. The finger sliding through his ass felt good, but
Marlon felt guilty, knowing Dan belonged to Crystal...


"I can't..." he said, pulling away. "...if Crystal finds out..." he added,
backing away. "...I can't lose Rachelle like I did my sister..., I just
can't...!" he concluded, heading back downstairs.
	Before Dan could rebuttal, Marlon was gone, leaving him standing in
the living room contemplating his options, smelling Marlon's scent on his
fingers...



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	Ice cream went well, with Marlon and Dan escorting Rachelle to her
favorite ice cream shop. While Rachelle did most of the talking (about
school, about her friends, her teachers, her cousins, etc...), Marlon could
see Dan staring straight through him from across the private booth they all
shared, looking through his soul. Dan didn't even try to hide his lusting,
as he stared at Marlon openly with his elbow in the table and his head
resting cocked sideways in his hand.
	On the ride back home, Dan stopped off at Fairmount Park. It was
cool day, but Rachelle enjoyed chasing the geese that gathered about the
grassy embankment while the adults lingered back and talked.


	Dan and Marlon lingered behind, keeping an eye on Rachelle while
discussing Marlon's current situation. Dan emphasized Marlon's need to help
Crystal with the rent, AND to provide better for his daughter. Dan then
told Marlon how HE was financially capable of helping out, but didn't feel
`comfortable' supporting a man he wasn't `intimate' with. "THAT little girl
is going to need new clothes, new shoes, new supplies, she's going to want
to go on vacations with her friends, to the movies, all the things that
little girls do, and YOU can't even buy her ice cream at her favorite
store..." reasoned Dan, as Marlon watched Rachelle play in the
background. "...what kind of father makes his daughter suffer when he HAS
the means to support her right in front of his face...?"


"But I can't screw over Crystal like that..., she'll HATE me...!" predicted
Marlon, feeling pressured with his back to the wall.


"Don't worry about Crystal..." said Dan, "...I'll HANDLE her...!" he
assured.


"How...?" asked Marlon, not wanting to see Crystal hurt in any way.
	Dan casually reached down and cupped his crotch...


"I got Crystal right where I want her..." he said, confidently. "...she'll
agree to anything I say, so long as I keep giving her the dick the way she
likes...!"
	Marlon turned away from Dan, not liking the lewd comments made
about his daughter's mother. "Listen..." continued Dan, sealing the
deal. "...you give me head in my SUV right here, right now..., and I'll
make SURE you and Rachelle are taken care of for the next month! Anything
you both need will be paid for and bought by me!"
	Marlon thought about it briefly, knowing that summer was just
around the corner and that Rachelle would be needing some things for her
summer vacation out of school...


	Dan sat with his head rested back against the driver's seat,
keeping an eye on Rachelle who was now crawling on her hands and knees
(like a cat) to sneak up on and catch a goose, while Marlon bobbed his head
above his lap, sucking his 11" monster.
	Dan smiled to himself as he felt Marlon's talented throat inching
further and further down his sword. With tented windows, no one walking by
or looking in could see what was happening in his vehicle. He tilted his
driver's seat back a bit, giving Marlon better access to his long dong
which stood straight up from his open crotch 11 inches strong. Already
Marlon was taking over half of it in his mouth, his warm spit drooling down
the sides to wet into Dan's pubes. Dan titled the seat back further,
wanting to witness Marlon swallowing his dick to the root, a feat not many
had been successful with in his travels.
	Marlon hated himself for blowing Crystal's boyfriend, bur knew he
needed some kind of help to provide for his daughter. He just kept thinking
of the THINGS Dan could buy for Rachelle, all the clothes and supplies HE
couldn't provide. He just wanted to see Rachelle happy, and not be envious
of her friends who were always getting cool stuff from their parents.


	Marlon bobbed his head over Dan's lap, sinking his head lower and
lower with each passing minute, relaxing his tight throat muscles by
massaging Dan's dick with his mouth and throat. With long dicks like Dan's
and Curtis', Marlon usually found them easier to throat if he sucked them
upside down, but sitting beside Dan in a roomy but awkward position (in the
front seat of a car), he found his movements limited. Twisting and turning
his head from one angle to the next, he felt Dan's dickhead entering his
throat, then adjusted his body (climbing up onto his knees in his seat) to
descend his throat further down the stiff sword.
	Dan sat in amazement as Marlon adjusted his entire body to achieve
the unachievable. Dan watched (with bated breath) as Marlon's head started
to sink lower on his shaft, his dick sliding 9-10 inches down the back of
the man's talented throat. He pulled up the tail of his white dress shirt,
wanting a clean unobstructed view of Marlon's face planted in his groin
when he finally achieved success. He could see the strain on Marlon's face
as he inched ever closer to his goal. Dan waited with a huge grin as
Marlon's lips, nose, and face started to disappear in his pubic bush.


"Awwww YEAHHHHH...!" moaned Dan, grabbing the back of Marlon's head firmly
to mash his face about in his pubes.
	Marlon felt the dick successfully lodged (uncomfortably) down his
throat (obstructing his breathing passages with his head locked against the
steering wheel), as Dan moaned and groaned with satisfaction. Relaxing his
hold on Marlon's head, Dan watched as Marlon slowly slid back up the long
hard shaft, dragging his tightly pursed lips back up to the swollen head
before suckling the juicy tip.
	Somewhere between `doing this for Rachelle' and feeling another big
dick lodged in his throat (after losing Curtis to Atlanta), Marlon started
feeling the task less of an obligation and more desirable. Dan DID have a
nice dick, and Marlon found himself beginning to suck it wantonly,
wondering what Dan's cum tasted like?
	Dan started to notice the difference in which Marlon sucked. In the
beginning, he felt a sense of dread, sorrow, and disappointment when Marlon
got into the passenger's seat and started sucking. Now (5 full minutes into
it) Dan felt Marlon's reactions changes, as a sense of hunger suddenly
washed over him.


"Yeah..., suck that DICK, Marlon..., you know you've been wanting to ever
since you first laid eyes on me...!" encouraged Dan, watching as Marlon
bobbed his head up and down, driving his lips along the hard wet
shaft. "Yeah..., suck it bitch..., get that big dick to spit in your
mouth...! You want that load, don't you...? You want to know what my cream
taste like...?"


"umm-hmm..." moaned Marlon, deep throating again.


"Oooooohhh..., I LOVE IT when you do that...!" moaned Dan, feeling his
entire dick sucked into Marlon's vacuum.
	Marlon liked hearing Dan moan, and made a point of taking his dick
throat deep every chance he got. Each deep throat plunge caused Dan's dick
to pulse and brick like steel, inspiring Marlon to do a better job.
	He sucked and slurped his way up and down the rock hard shaft,
using on his mouth as Dan instinctively reached up and yanked down the back
of Marlon's pants to play with his ass. Marlon lifted and lowered his head,
bobbing up and down harder and faster as Dan's fingers zeroed in on his
sink-hole. Marlon didn't want his ass played with, knowing it would only
make him want to be fucked. He was already missing Curtis, and Dan's big
dick was definitely a reminder of what he missed most.


"DAMN you're good...!" said Dan, watching his dick get the royal
treatment. "I KNEW when I first saw those dick sucking lips, that you'd be
a natural!"
	Dan had a way of making a compliment sound like an insult. But
despite his verbal ramblings, Marlon couldn't deny the intense energy Dan's
dick gave off. Sucking it only made Marlon crave the cum, making him bob
his head faster as he tightened his lips tighter. He sucked and massaged
the long hard shaft with his oral cavity as best he could, shinning and
polishing every inch of the amazing tool with his lips and tongue, going
deep and sucking the head profusely, hoping to make Dan spill his load
sooner than later. Dan's meaty hairless balls sat outside his opened zipper
(atop his boxer waistband), already shrunk into a tight round ball, ready
to pump out the freshly made semen nestling inside as Marlon's hot wet
mouth bought it to a quick boil.


"I'm getting ready to CUM...!" announced Dan, his body becoming stiffer as
he held his work shirt up out of harms way while stuffing his finger(s) in
and out of Marlon's exposed ass, dreaming of the day when his dick would
follow suit.
	Marlon sucked harder, spurred on by Dan's heated warning. The car
was hot with lust as the two men fed off each other's energies. Dan watched
Marlon's hot mouth fly up and down his spit wet shaft, while Marlon felt
Dan's dick twitching in his throat, his long (computer keyboard) fingers
darting in and out of his hungry asshole, causing his anus to pucker about
the thrusting digits wantonly.


"Oh fuck...here I come...!" alerted Dan, shoving his fingers further up
Marlon's ass with one hand, while shoving Marlon's head down into his lap
with the other.
	Marlon was impaled on Dan's thick 11 inches when the first jolt of
cum shot from the pulsating shaft in his throat. "AAAARRRRHHHHHHHHHH
YYEEEEEAAAAHHHHH...!!" yelled Dan, shooting thick heavy wads of cum
straight down the back of Marlon's throat. Marlon could feel the creamy
pulses burst forth, coating a trail down into the pit of his stomach. Dan
fell back in his seat, feeling completely depleted of energy as all of his
essence disappeared down Marlon's throat.
	With Dan's hold on his head now relaxed, Marlon was able to lift up
slowly, allowing the rest of Dan's orgasm to run off onto his tongue,
enabling him to finally taste the load. Marlon's own dick twitched stiffly
in his pants as the taste of semen flooded his memory again. He was nursing
lovingly on the head of Dan's dick, when they received an unexpected knock
on the driver's side window.
	Marlon jumped down in his seat (yanking his pants up over his ass)
while Dan tried (unsuccessfully) to tuck his big thick dick back into its
domain.


"Yes...?" he asked, pushing the power button to roll down his window.


"Excuse me..." said the stranger, peering inside the SUV. "...but does THIS
little girl belong to you...?"
	Dan rolled the window down further, then looked down over the edge
to see Rachelle holding her hand as if it hurt. Marlon could hear his
daughter crying as he jumped out of the passenger's seat and rushed around
the car to see what was the matter?


"I'm her dad...!" he said, panicking. "What happened...?!"


"Nothing serious..." said the older couple who found her. "...she got too
close to one of the geese and got her hand snipped...! They may be
beautiful creatures to look at, but they're still wild and dangerous...!
You really SHOULD keep an eye on her out here..., she could have fallen
into the river if she isn't careful...!"


"Thank you!" said Marlon, hugging Rachelle and looking at the bruise on her
hand. Luckily her mittens absorbed much of the brunt of the impact, leaving
the skin unbroken.
	Marlon took Rachelle to the back door, then helped her climb inside
as Dan refastened his pants in the front seat. "How'r WE gonna explain this
to Crystal...?" asked Marlon, climbing into the front passenger's seat.


"Leave it to me..." said Dan, pulling the car out of the parking
space. "...you just keep that backdoor open for when I'm ready to cum
through...!" he added suggestively, turning down Kelly Drive, en-route for
West Philly.



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