Date: Sat, 1 Oct 2011 21:39:35 -0400 (EDT) From: DOGG <nphillydogg@aol.com> Subject: bruthaly luv-22 BRUTHALY LUV -22 Marlon awakened to the sound of Crystal upstairs in the kitchen. His first instinct was to get up and help her cook breakfast for the family, but he didn't know if he could face her after what happened last night? His ass still throbbed (pleasantly) from the unexpected fucking it got from her boyfriend (Dan). Marlon had cum once already while Dan was fucking him (shooting his load into the mattress while his hardon was grinding against the sheets), then came a second time after Dan left when he masturbated all over his stomach and chest while reliving the fuck. Now his dick was hard again, and he needed to get rid of the erection before going upstairs... Marlon rested on his back while taking his dick into his hand. Stroking himself, he closed his eyes and recalled waking up to a surprise. He could still feel the dick pummeling through his bowels, reopening the closed passage Marlon wondered would ever be used again? Bending his legs at the knees, he lifted them slightly off the mattress and reached down under his balls with his free hand to feel his asshole. Rubbing his fingers back and forth, he felt his dick stiffen just before shooting a cascade of cum all over his stomach. The cum poured out of him in heavy spurts, causing him to bite his lower lip to keep from groaning out loud. Reaching for a towel, he quickly cleaned the mess before throwing on his pajama bottoms and a wife-beater and heading upstairs... Crystal was always glad to have Marlon's help in the mornings. She had him whip up the pancake batter while she fried the beacon. The smell of breakfast soon reached upstairs as both Dan and Rachelle came down to eat. "Good morning, baby..." said Dan, kissing Crystal on the lips as she flipped the cakes. Dan and Marlon simply nodded `good morning', keeping it short and light while Rachelle got big hugs from both parents. Rachelle was fully dressed for school, while Dan sat in a bathrobe Crystal bought him especially for the breakfast table. Dan strung a hardon under the table while staring at Marlon's ass through his pajama bottoms. Now that he knew what it felt like to be inside that supple ass, he couldn't wait to get back in it. Crystal made everyone's plates as Marlon set the table and placed the correct portions in front of the right people. The end of spring was just a couple of days away, and Rachelle was talking about plans for the summer. "Will we be able to go visit uncle Curtis in...um..., WHERE is uncle Curtis again, daddy...?" she asked, forgetting the name of the state. "Atlanta, baby." answered Crystal, not too sure if Marlon wanted to be reminded. "Oh yeah..., Alanta...!" she said incorrectly. "Will we be able to go visit uncle Curt in Alanta...?" "I don't THINK so, honey..." answered Crystal, "...we just don't have the money right now for a trip that expensive...!" "Well, can uncle Curt visit US...?" retorted Rachelle. "I miss him so much..." she said, looking down into her plate of chopped pancakes. Crystal felt her heart sink, as well as Marlon. "awww..." said Crystal, reached across the table to pat her daughter's head sympathetically. "...you know your uncle Curt's busy with his new job, and finding a new place to live..., I'm not sure if he would be able to get away this soon...!" "YOU okay...?" asked Dan, reading Marlon's face during the whole conversation. "Yeah, I'm fine!" smiled Marlon, putting on a brave front. "Have you TALKED to him since he moved...?" asked Crystal curiously, wondering if she should even bring it up? "No." answered Marlon. "He hasn't even called you, yet...?" asked Crystal, astonished. "Wow..., you'd think after 3 years of living with someone..." "It maybe BETTER that way..." said Dan, cutting in. "How's ignoring the people who meant the most to you better...?" asked Crystal, heated. "Sometimes..." said Dan, thinking of his own breakup with David. "...depending on how painful the split was..., it's BETTER not to see or talk to that person for awhile..., at least until old wounds heal...!" "I don't know..." said Crystal, disagreeing. "...it just seems to me that EVERYONE'S adapting to that `I cut you out of my life' reaction...!" she said, referring to Demeece and Marlon, and Charmaine and Carl. "Whatever happened to talking through your feelings..., or working it out...? It seems like with all this new technology, everyone's forgotten how to communicate!" "I wouldn't blame technology..." laughed Dan. "...MEN have always had problems speaking what's on their minds..., while women have always worn their hearts on their sleeves...! It's just our genetic makeup...!" "But Curtis and Marlon are ga..." Crystal stopped herself just before saying the word `gay', remembering that their daughter was in the room, listening. "I always THOUGHT they were different...! THEY seemed to have a happy friendship!" "They were still two men!" reasoned Dan. "As evident by neither one of them calling the other...!" Crystal looked at the time... "Come on, Rachelle..." she said, pushing away from the table. "...time to get you to school...!" Rachelle took one last bite before leaving the table to retrieve her coat from upstairs. Crystal also went upstairs to change into her casual clothes before driving her daughter in. Marlon started clearing the table, while Dan resumed staring at Marlon's ass. "Bye daddy!" yelled Rachelle, rushing back into the kitchen for a kiss, before dashing to the front door to meet her mother. "I'll be back!" yelled Crystal, shutting the front door behind her. Marlon was putting the syrupy plates in the hot dish water when Dan suddenly walked up behind him. "I couldn't WAIT for them to leave...!" he said, opening his robe to reveal his nakedness as he pressed up against Marlon's back. "Dan, no..." protested Marlon (weakly), feeling Dan lower his PJ's. "I've been thinking about this pussy all morning...!" whispered Dan (fully erect), reaching back onto the table for a pat of butter. Marlon felt something soft and creamy being smeared to his anus, as Dan forced several fingers inside to stretch the sphincter. "What IS that...?" laughed Marlon, trying to look behind him. But Dan kept Marlon firmly planted against the sink as he grabbed his erection and started shoving it up between Marlon's ass cheeks. Marlon started to realize Dan's seriousness when he felt his dickhead penetrate his anal ring. "uhhh..." groaned Marlon, being physically pushed up against the sink. "...wait...!" "Wait for what...?" asked Dan, pulling Marlon's waist back into his crotch as he shoved forward with his hips. "UHHH...!" grunted Marlon, feeling more of the drier shaft forcing through his hole. Overcome with morning lust, Dan shoved several times (roughly) before his dick finally sank all the way in. Marlon was on his tip-toes as Dan ground his pelvis into his ass cushion, churning his mighty hardon around in his gut. "Damn..." moaned Dan, loving the warm wetness inside Marlon's body. Pulling back, he slowly withdrew part of his dick from the hole before shoving it back in. Marlon groaned aloud as the dick started to work its way in and out of him, slowly driving a wedge straight through his body from the bottom up. Gripping the edge of the sink, Marlon prepared himself from a rough fucking as Dan stepped back (planting his feet firmly), pulling Marlon's hips with him. "I don't think we should be doing this, Dan...!" said Marlon, looking over his shoulder. "Spare me the righteous talk Marlon..., we BOTH know you gay guys are sluts for straight men!" stated Dan, fucking harder. "Believe me I KNOW when a guy is hot for cock...! You can protest all you want..., but this PUSSY don't lie...!" To emphasize his point, Dan withdrew all the way, allowing the head of his dick to pop free from the sucking anus. Holding the ass cheeks open on either end, Dan could look down and easily see Marlon's pussy pulsing, clinching at the air as if to wonder what happened to the dick? Smiling to himself Dan rammed forth, burying all 11 thick inches in one shove. Marlon grunted a pain outburst, but raised his ass for a complete bulls-eye nonetheless. "SEE what I'm talking about...?" laughed the straight man, ramming Marlon back and forth a dozen more times to open the canal. "You can protest all you want about how straight you are..., or how wrong our fucking is..., but this pussy is ALWAYS going to want a big dick buried in it..., using it for what it was meant for!" Marlon didn't protest Dan's words, having heard them before from at least a dozen men while in prison. One of the reasons he was picked to be fucked was because he had a sexy ass, when guys saw his ass in the showers they KNEW they had to have it. Marlon had no choice but to surrender once they came for him. And afterwards, they continued to fuck him for the next year, telling him what `good pussy' he was, and how his ass `was made for fucking'. There wasn't a day (while behind bars) that Marlon wasn't walking around with at least 10 to 15 loads dripping from his backside. His ass had made him popular, and the inmates couldn't wait to line up to be serviced. Dan reached up and gripped Marlon's shoulder blades as he started to drive a steady (but fast building) pace into Marlon's ass. He see-sawed his dick back and forth for awhile, then drilled the hole with long DEEP strokes by slamming his pelvic bone into Marlon's gracious backside. Each powerful inward stroke was met with a resounding slap of crashing flesh, as Dan's dick hit bottom on every occasion. The semen shot inside Marlon's body the night before began to back out due to the heavy pounding. The semen coated Dan's thrusting dick and foamed out around Marlon's anus, making the rectum even slicker. Dan watched his dick speed in and out of Marlon's ass, burying himself with every plunge, building momentum as he slammed his dick home with every stroke. Marlon's dick was rock hard, sticking straight out from his groin. He reached down with one hand and began stroking it, the dick immediately steeled, then started to shoot cum all over the cabinet doors under the sink. Dan felt Marlon's anus seize up and began to spasm as he continued to drive through. Fucking harder, he drove his dick bone deep in Marlon's clinching anus and unloaded... "AARRRRRRHHHHHHHGGG...!!" he screamed, letting loose a torrent of sperm which completely flooded Marlon's anal canal to overflow. Marlon could feel the dick jumping and jerking wildly inside him, filling him with another dose of Crystal's boyfriend's semen. Dan groaned softer as he reached around Marlon's flat belly, hugging him close from behind as he drained his dick into his colon. The two men remained smashed together for a time, until Dan's dick started to soften. Dan stepped back and withdrew, allowing his dick to fall limply from the hole. Marlon could feel juices running down the backs of his thighs as he pulled up his pajama bottoms. "I'd better get ready for work..." said Dan, closing his robe before heading upstairs. Marlon made a point of cleaning his splattered cum off the cabinets with a paper towel before Crystal could come home and notice it. Then he started to wash the dishes, saving the greasy frying pan for last. Crystal came home before Marlon was finished cleaning the kitchen. "Where's Dan...?" she asked, walking straight back when she heard noises in the kitchen. "Oh..., I guess he's upstairs in the shower, or getting dressed...!" said Marlon, nonchalantly. "You won't believe Rachelle rushed out of here this morning and forgot her book bag..." said Crystal, tossing her car keys on the table before reaching into the fridge for another glass of OJ. "...and NOW I have to drive all the way back up to the school to give it to her...!" "Damn..., that's a shame...!" chuckled Marlon, glad it was HIM who forgot. "What's taking you so long to wash 4 plates, 7 glasses, and 2 frying pans...?" chuckled Crystal, laughing at Marlon procrastination. "I uh..." thought Marlon, drawing a blank. "...nothing..." "Okay..." said Crystal, handing Marlon her empty glass. "...let me run up to her room and grab her book bag before Dan sees me and tries to drag me into the bedroom...!" she laughed, heading for the steps. Marlon breathed a sigh of relief that they finished before Crystal came home. What would have happened had she turned around midway to school, and found them fucking in the kitchen? He shuttered to think about the possibilities. Crystal snuck upstairs as quietly as she could, hearing running water from the shower. She ran into Rachelle's bedroom, grabbed her book bag, then quietly tip-toed back downstairs to head back to the school. Forgetting her car keys on the kitchen table, she walked back into the kitchen to see Marlon finishing up, wiping down the counter tops and placing the clean frying pans underneath. As she reached for her keys she noticed the seam of Marlon's pajama bottoms getting caught in the crack of his ass. When Marlon reached back to pull it out, a prominent wet stain appeared down the crack of his ass. Crystal gasped to herself as she snatched up her keys and ran for the door... ________________________________________ Written by NPhillydogg (aka) Eugene Marvin. 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