Date: Tue, 22 Nov 2011 03:03:30 -0500 (EST) From: DOGG <nphillydogg@aol.com> Subject: bruthaly luv-37 BRUTHALY LUV -37 >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>SCENE-1<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< "This's some situation you've gotten yourself into..." said 37 yr old Carl Howard, driving his brother (Milt) over to Crystal's and Marlon's house to stay for a few days, along with Carl's new she/male girlfriend Jasmine. "...YOU...under the same roof with Marlon...? How you think THAT'S gonna pan out...?" Milt sat in the backseat of his brother's 4door pickup, while his own car was still in the impound after police picked him up with a warrant for his arrest (happened btw chaps-35 & 36)... "What do YOU think'll happen...?" asked Milt looking out the side window, smelling Jasmine's perfume through the breeze of her open window. "Given yall's history...?" chuckled Carl, "I suspect headboards to be knocking REAL soon!" Jasmine's ears perked up listening to the brothers talk. Did Carl just say Milton fucks guys...? "I'm just looking to get my HEAD in order..." said Milt, not giving Marlon a second thought. "I'm sure Marlon wouldn't mind helping you with some HEAD!" joked Carl, getting a chuckle from Jasmine. Milt just shook his head, unprepared for the adolescents he was getting at the moment. "Listen..., I know your life ain't worth SHIT right now..., but take it from me, once the dust settles and the smoke clears..., you're gonna LOVE your new found freedom...! Assuming you don't go back to that lyin' cheatin' hussy of a wife!" "Is that what YOU'RE doing...?" asked Milt, looking at his brother in the front seat. "...enjoying your new found freedom...?" "Of course!" said Carl, cheezing left to right. "I got my NEW BITCH by my side..., and no nagging ass wife pestering me about mortgage payments or diaper changes...! This's the life!" "And how do YOU feel about my brother referring to you as his `new bitch', Jasmine...?" inquired Milt, amused by the charade Carl and his new GIRLFRIEND posed. "Oh I don't mind, really...!" laughed Jasmine, letting her curly weave blow in the wind, as her perfume `Jasmine' filled the car with her scent. `I'm SURE' thought Milt, knowing Jasmine was just happy to be passing as a woman in a `straight' world. "That's what YOU need to get YOURSELF some of...!" suggested Carl, making the necessary turns heading towards Marlon's house. "You'd be surprised what a GOOD SHOT of pussy could get you! Put HAIR back on your chest, son!" "So I suppose Jasmine's `a good shot of pussy' too, eh...?" asked Milt, knowing Jasmine was NO woman. "Is there any doubt...?!" asked Carl, "Just LOOK at her..., girl has more sex appeal than Charmaine AND Demeece put together...! I could find out if she has any friends or sisters back home if you like...? Someone who wouldn't mind draining that snake between your legs for you!" "Oh I know just the girl..." said Jasmine, smacking her lips with excitment. "...my homegurl Kenyatta...! She'd hook `em up rite nice!" "Hear that, Milt...? If you don't want Marlon, Kenyatta'll hook you up right nice!" laughed Carl, pulling up in front of Marlon's house. "You're SO funny..." said Milt, getting out the back door after Carl came to a complete stop. "...I'm sure Charmaine and her new boyfriend sits up all night laughing at memories of your old jokes...!" "Charmaine has a new boyfriend...?!" asked Carl, obviously not over his ex-wife. "What's his name...? What's he LOOK like...?!" he inquired, eagerly. Milton laughed to himself as he got out of Carl's pickup, then made his way up the steps to ring Marlon's doorbell. "He's HERE! He's HERE!" screamed Rachelle, running in from the kitchen to answer the door. Crystal looked at Dan and Marlon nervously, knowing they had a house of secrets to keep, and hoping Milton would be too preoccupied with his own troubles to notice any of them. Dan took a deep breath, knowing another alpha-male was about to enter his den. He definitely didn't like the idea of Milton staying under the same roof as them, especially given his secret past history with his prize bitch, Marlon. Marlon lingered in the back of the house, too afraid and nervous to face Milt face to face. He still had strong feelings for Milt, and remembered their intimacy clearly. His biggest fear was that Milton wouldn't remember, or would react angrily or indifferent towards him because of it. "Hi uncle Milton...!" smiled Rachelle, opening the front door. "Hey pumpkin..." said Milt, grabbing Rachelle's pudgy stomach and tickling her as he entered the house. "...BOY have your grown...! You're gonna be a BIG GIRL soon...!" "Mommy and daddy cleaned the backroom up for you, uncle Milt..." said Rachelle, taking Milton into the house by the hand. "...your room will be right next to mine!" "Great..." said Milt, seeing the adults awaiting him in the background. "...maybe I can borrow some of your books to read before I go to sleep...?" he joked. "Rachelle really missed you, Milt..." said Crystal, motioning for her daughter to stop pestering their guest. "...she hasn't seen a lot of you since Curtis moved in...!" "Yeah..., the kids and work basically kept me out of the loop for so long..." said Milt, giving excuses for why he hadn't been around in the past 3 years. "But I want to THANK YOU for giving me a place to crash for a few days while I work out my relationship with Deme...! I really do appreciate it!" "It's NO problem, Milt..." said Crystal, shaking his hand in solidarity. "...like I was telling Dan..., you're FAMILY!" Milt's eyes went straight to Dan. The two men stared at each other for a moment while Crystal was still talking, and Milt noticed apprehension on Dan's otherwise emotionless face. In that instant he KNEW Dan didn't really want him there. "Hey." said Milt cautiously, reaching his hand out to someone he knew really WASN'T a friend. "Hey." welcomed Dan with a handshake, both men squeezing firmly to show their masculinity, looking each other up and down as if sizing each other up. Milt stood at 6 feet, 175 lbs with a dark (chocolate) skin complexion and a medium muscular build, while Dan stood 6'2", 165 lbs with a brown skin complexion and a slimmer muscular build. Dan stood about an inch or two taller, and rose up (inconspicuously) on his toes to make himself appear even taller, trying to intimidate the competition. "Where's Marlon...?" asked Milt, noticing someone missing. "Oh, his room's downstairs..., he'll probably be up for dinner later...!" explained Crystal. "Let me should you to your room...!" she offered, leading Milt up the steps. Dan looked around and also noticed Marlon missing. Already he didn't like the tension happening with Milt asking Marlon's whereabouts, and Marlon hiding out in the basement like some scared pussy-whipped bitch! Crystal showed Milton his bedroom, which had acted as the upstairs storage room with a futon/bed, a couple of dressers (mostly packed with old clothes and linen), and an old radio and ironing board. "I usually use this room to iron clothes..." admitted Crystal, as Milt looked around. "The bathroom's down the hall, second door from the front..., and Rachelle's right next door! If she's too much of a problem though, just shoe her away..., she has a ton of toys in her room to keep her preoccupied...!" "It shouldn't be a problem..." smiled Milt, knowing it would be cramped. "Oh..., Dan usually uses the shower around 8am for work..., so if you could use it either before or after that, --depending on your work schedule of course, we'd appreciate that...!" added Crystal. "Other than that, I usually make Rachelle bathe the night before for school..., and I don't normally need the bathroom until later in the morning for work...!" "What about Marlon...?" asked Milt. "What time does HE normally get ready for work...?" "uh...Marlon's kind of BETWEEN jobs at the moment..." said Crystal, "...he's more of a house-mom...!" "That can't be too easy on YOU..." said Milt, giving a general observation. "...what with Curtis gone..., the rent's gotta be tough on you...!" "Yeah..." admitted Crys, not wanting to say too much about their financial issues. "...but Dan helps out a lot when he can...!" "Does Dan LIVE here...?" inquired Milt, wondering how long they'd have to see each other in the mornings? "Technically...no..., but he's here more than he's home...!" confided Crystal. "Okay..." said Milt, realizing they'd be bumping into each other often. "...so things'r getting pretty serious between you two..., eh...?" Crystal blushed... "Well..., it's not like there's any WEDDING BELLS going off or anything..." she laughed, "...but he's been the best boyfriend I've had in a long time...! He's really kind, considerate, attentive, and he loves Rachelle...!" "That's good..." said Milt, happy to hear everything was alright, especially given Demeece's negative point of view. "...Rachelle's a good kid, she deserves only special people in her life!" "Awe..." sounded Crystal, forgetting what a charmer Milton could be. "...with compliments like that..., you might be staying here indefinitely!" she joked, taking Milt back downstairs to join the others... >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>SCENE-2<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< THE BASEMENT Marlon was downstairs in his room, milling about and hiding out. His heart nearly jumped out of his chest when he heard Crystal offer Milt a place to stay, and he damn near had a coronary when Milt accepted. The last time the two of them lived under the same roof, they were lovers. The year following showed a lot of strain in their relationship, but Milt nearly left his wife of 3 years for Marlon, deciding only to stay because his wife turned up pregnant with their first child. Marlon was recalling memories when he heard the footsteps of someone coming downstairs. He waited with bated breath, wondering if it was Milton coming to talk...? "What're you doing down here...?" asked Dan, walking into Marlon's bedroom. "Why aren't you upstairs welcoming Milt back into your life...?" "I...I dunno..." said Marlon, feeling embarrassed. "...it's been so long since we've been friendly..." "You still have feelings for him...?" asked Dan, trying to sound indifferent as he wandered about Marlon's room. "Feelings...?" asked Marlon, wondering what Dan meant? "Yeah...feelings..." said Dan, "...do you still LIKE him...? Are you still HORNY for him...? Do you think of sucking his dick...? Do you want him to FUCK you?" Marlon blushed... "Milt made it very clear a long time ago that he wasn't interested in messing around with me anymore..., that he wanted to focus solely on his family...!" "Well his family life has turned to shit right now..." reminded Dan, watching Marlon's facial expressions. "...so I doubt if all those old rules still apply...!" Marlon fought back a smile at the thought or rekindling something physical with Milt again. But Dan noticed the wheels churning in Marlon's mind, and moved in to remind him WHO his allegiance was with? Marlon noticed Dan stepping in front of him, then looked up to see what was wrong...? Dan stared down at Marlon for an angry second, then reached down to unzip his pants. Marlon squirmed uncomfortably, what with Crystal AND Milton right upstairs in the house. Dan reached into his pants and pulled out his long soft dick... "You just remember WHOSE dick's been in your life, keeping you happy and satisfied lately...!" said Dan, slapping his dick against Marlon's lips. "I don't intend to lose your ass to no other nigger..., so IF he starts sniffing around you down here..., you just tell him your pussy belongs to someone else!" "Dan, I really don't think Milton's..uhhkk..." gagged Marlon, after Dan stuffed his dick in his mouth. In true Marlon fashion, Marlon began sucking (instinctively) instead of spitting it out. Dan's dick was just starting to grow and thicken with excitement, when they heard the cellar door open... "And down here is the washer and dryer...!" they heard Crystal say, as two sets of feet came cautiously down the narrow stairs. "I don't know how long you plan to stay here..., you didn't bring any clothes in with you...!" "Well my car is still impounded..." explained Milt, reaching the bottom of the stairs. "...I can't go over to the house until Deme's at work..., and she's usually home before me...!" "Oh I see...!" said Crystal. "Would it help if Marlon went over and picked up some things with you...? He could drive ME into work and then borrow the car to help YOU...!" "Oh, uh..." thought Milt, picturing himself alone with Marlon in a car... "...that'd be cool if he could drive me down to the impound to get MY car out...?" "Let's ask him...!" said Crystal, turning towards Marlon's door. "Marlon...? You IN there...?" she asked, before testing the doorknob. "Oh...!" she said, finding Marlon sitting on the bed watching TV while Dan sat in a nearby chair. Suspicion instantly entered her head, as the two men looked like the cat who swallowed the canary. "uh..., Marlon..., Milt wants to know if you could drive him down to impound to get his car out tomorrow...?" "uh...yeah..., I can do that..." said Marlon, looking over at Dan. Dan said nothing, but his angry facial expression spoke volumes. "Good. So tomorrow you'll drive ME into work, and then the two of you can do whatever he needs to do before Demeece gets back home...!" suggested Crys, giving Dan and `come on' look before walking out of the room. Dan and Marlon looked back at each other just as Milt peeked his head in... "uh Marlon..." he said, entering the room for the first time. "...I just wanted to say THANKS for driving me down tomorrow...! I'll TRY not to be too much of a bother...!" "No problem, Milt...!" said Marlon, sincerely (almost too eagerly for Dan's taste). Milt could feel Dan staring at him from across the room, looking like a angry lion guarding his den. Milt had a good mind to confront him and ask what's his problem, but he didn't want to stir things up, especially when he didn't think he'd be staying longer than a few days... Marlon watched Milt walk back out of the room, following Crystal back upstairs. Dan was still staring at him when Marlon glanced over in his direction, watching like a fly on the wall. He got up a few minutes later, then finished fastening his pants before heading upstairs with his girlfriend and houseguest. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>SCENE-3<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Dinner went well. Crystal cooked, and everyone sat down to eat like a real family. Milton spent the time examining Dan's actions as obvious head of the house. He watched Crystal fawn all over him, serving him like the king of the castle. He was surprised to see Marlon also doting on him, getting Dan refills when he wanted, and even clearing his plate for him. But the thing that surprised Milt the most, was when Rachelle called Dan "Daddy" in front of Marlon. Marlon and Crystal seemed okay with it, but it twisted something inside Milt's chest every time she said it out loud. Milt wanted to say something so bad, but didn't want to ripple the waters too soon. Besides, if Marlon didn't have a problem with it, why should he...? With no ride and no computer to kill time with, Milt retired into the living room with Dan and Rachelle while Crystal and Marlon cleaned up in the kitchen. Dan sat back with Rachelle under his arm, acting like HE was her father while Marlon ran back and forth fetching beer. Rachelle really seemed to be into the Harry Potter movie playing, when Crystal and Marlon came in to join them. Everyone was sitting around watching the movie, when Dan started kissing Crystal softly on the neck. Crystal giggled and squirmed, pretending to be embarrassed in front of `company', until Dan finally convinced her to go upstairs with him. Milton, Marlon, and Rachelle watched the rest of the movie until Rachelle's bedtime. Marlon took her upstairs to bathe before bed. Milt knew he was calling off from work tomorrow, so he was in rush to go to sleep. He settled in watching the news and whatever came on after, when Marlon came back downstairs after putting his daughter to bed. "Miss Curtis...?" asked Milt, out of the blue. "Uh..., yeah..." answered Marlon, freezing at the bottom step. "Have you heard from him since he left...?" asked Milt, curiously. "No." answered Marlon, sadly. "After 3 years together, you'd THINK he'd call to see how you're doing...!" stated Milt. "Well...I know he's busy working and finding a place to stay..." reasoned Marlon. "Still..." said Milt, knowing how close they were. "...have you tried calling HIM?" "I don't really see the point..." said Marlon, taking a seat on the bottom step. "...HE'S the one who moved...! It's not like he's trying to come back..., and I can't move down there..., I can't leave Rachelle...!" "I feel you on that..." said Milt, looking back at the TV. "...I miss being with the kids..., I ain't SEEN them in like 3 days...! I can't imagine not seeing them whenever I wanted...!" "I know..." said Marlon, "...I tried to explain that to Curtis..., but he just saw it as me giving up on our relationship instead of me being there for my family...!" "He don't have kids..." reasoned Milt. "...he wouldn't understand the ties a father has to his children, until he's had his own kids...!" Marlon watched Milt's pained expression as he watched the television, and couldn't help wondering how he was dealing with his situation with Jannetta...? "I heard about what Demeece did to you..." he said, treading softly. He could SEE Milt's body physically tense when he heard his wife's name. "...I just wanted to say she was totally wrong for not telling you about reverend Holmes and making you think Jannetta was your daughter...! I can't imagine how you must FEEL about that...! It has to be like...LOSING a child...!" "Can we NOT talk about it...?" said Milt (obviously still hurt about it), his voice slightly shaky. "PLEASE...?!" "Oh..., I'm sorry..." said Marlon, watching Milt's stone stern face frown into crying mode. "...I...I didn't mean to..." Marlon felt so bad when he saw Milt wiping tears from his eyes, trying to hold onto his manhood and save-face while wearing his heart on his sleeve. Marlon felt like he was invading Milt's private time, so he made himself scarce by slipping downstairs to his room. Milt stayed up a little longer until he felt sleepy, then he turned off the TV and went up to his room. Crystal had left him a fresh pillow and a blanket for the futon. Milt left his bedroom door open as he stripped down to his underwear in the dark, then slipped into bed. He'd only been lying there a few minutes when he started to hear the unmistakable sound of bouncing bedsprings, and instantly knew Crystal and Dan were in their room making love. Crystal didn't want to DO anything with Milt in the room just down the hall, but Dan wasn't willing to sacrifice his sex life for company. "Milt's a grown man..." he reasoned, "...he KNOWS what two adults DO in bed together...!" Crystal decided to give in when Dan playfully pushed her back in bed and began eating her out, sucking her quivering clitoris until she was moist and begging to be fucked. He climbed up on top of her ONLY AFTER making her cum numerous time with his mouth, causing her vaginal opening to pulse and pucker hungrily. Dan climbed up on top of her, then gently slid his long hard dick into her vagina, causing Crystal to groan in sluttish desire. Dan ground his pelvic bone into her mound, stretching her uterus before pulling back and pushing forth, fucking her in and out. Crystal groaned softly with her legs up and open, spread around Dan's thrusting hips. Dan didn't change his normal routine because they had a guest, he fucked Crystal the same way he'd been fucking her from the first time he met her, slamming his dick in and out of her full length, fucking her soft pristine body with hard deep strokes, laying claim to her like settlers the land did hundreds of years ago. Crystal could feel the deep thrusts going all the way up inside her body, making it very difficult to keep quite. She bit her lower lip to keep from groaning too loudly, knowing Milton was right down the hall and could possibly hear everything happening in her bedroom. She wanted Dan to go slower, to fuck her softer so they could have a quiet climax. But each inward stab of Dan's big demanding dick caused erotic ripples to quake throughout her body, making her quiver all over. Crystal found herself groaning louder, throwing caution to the wind as she gave herself over completely to her lover. Dan was HOPING Milton was listening, wanting him to hear how badly he TEARES IT UP in bed. There was nothing more intimidating to another man than to hear how well one handles himself with a woman. With Milt's sex life so fucked up, Dan figured he could score macho points by giving him a show, letting him know who the king of the castle was in advance. Dan lay directly on top of Crystal, digging through her deep with strong strokes. Once he felt her body had grown accustomed to his depths, he lifted up on his arms (in pushup position) and started slamming her harder, slapping pelvises as the bed bounced higher and the springs squeaked louder. Crystal couldn't help gasping, groaning and moaning out loud, coming hard on herself as she squirmed, squealed, and squirted like a geyser, making her vagina sloppy wet. Dan fucked harder and fast, his balls slapping into her ass with every inward stroke, sending his dick 11 inches deep with every thrust. He could feel her vagina muscles contracting about him, sucking his plunging shaft as he continued to drive straight through her. He watched her throw back her head, her breasts bouncing back and forth as the bed slammed repeatedly against the bathroom wall. Dan could feel himself getting close to climax as he pussy milked and sucked his dick like a toothless mouth. Dan could feel his dick swell and thicken with the last plunge, slamming directly through Crystal's cervix before erupting in a mass of heated spurts. "AARRRHHHHH SHIT...YEAH...!!" he groaned, coming deep as he ground himself home. Crystal panted breathless beneath him, feeling his dick throb inside her like a pulsating snake. Dan pulled out after a few minutes of basking in afterglow, then collapsed on HIS side of the bed for an uninterrupted night of sleep. ________________________________________ Written by NPhillydogg (aka) Eugene Marvin. Hit me up at NPhillydogg@aol.com for questions, comments, and suggestions, or, join me on Facebook for a list of updates.