Date: Mon, 5 Dec 2011 19:36:21 -0500 (EST) From: DOGG <nphillydogg@aol.com> Subject: bruthaly luv-43 BRUTHALY LUV -43 >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>SCENE-1<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< THE PRECINCT Milton Howard and his sister Janice Howard were picked up outside their parents' house after police were notified that they assaulted two people. Milton's parents saw their children being exited from Milton's car, questioned, then handcuffed and arrested, then taken the Precinct where they were `booked' for assault and battery on Demeece Howard and Daniel Edwards. "This's crazy..." said Milt, being led to a nearby officer's desk for processing. "...I didn't BEAT anybody up..., it was SEFL DEFENSE...! That asshole tried to rape me!" "Rape...? Really...?" asked the officer, sitting Milt down on the opposite side of the room from his sister so they couldn't compare notes. "Did you REPORT this rape...?" "I WASN'T raped..." explained Milton, for the fifth time already. "...he TRIED to rape me..., but I was able to fling him around and get him off of me...!" "Mr Edwards states he's been staying there as a guest of his girlfriend's for 5 or 6 months..., and that YOU just started staying there recently before this altercation took place..." stated the officer, reading from a transcript provided from Dan Edwards himself. "...were you JEALOUS that he'd been living there longer...?" Milt sighed... "I'm NOT jealous of Dan Edwards..." he said (his hands still cuffed behind his body). "...if anything, HE was jealous of ME!" "We're SEEN the bruises on mr Edwards, Milt..." said the detective in charge. "...AND we know about the assault you had on reverend Holmes last week...!" You have quite a temper, eh...?" "That was something totally different...!" defended Milt. "The Reverend and I had a disagreement...! Those charges were dropped!" "Yeah..., if I recall correctly..., the `disagreement' with the Reverend was over paternity, right...?" asked the detective. "I...can't say..." said Milt, recalling Brian Dunn's advise to keep the matter confidential. "...it was a PERSONAL matter...! Besides, that has NOTHING to do with this!" "Well...it DOES show a pattern of behavior here, mr Howard..." said the detective. "...a violent pattern...!" Milt shook his head... "Can I make a phone call...?" he asked. "I do get ONE phone call, right...?" "Yeah..." said the officer, looking at Milt skeptically. "...you'll get your phone call...!" >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>SCENE-2<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< 32 year old assistant to Mayor candidate (Brian Dunn) was in the conference room of reverend Holmes' campaign headquarters (supposedly going over campaign strategies with Holmes' campaign adviser), lying back against one of the conference tables with his legs pressed down against his chest, getting his ass fucked royally by the campaign supervisor. The campaign supervisor was married with children of his own, but it was hard to turn down free head from a man whose reputation as a deep throat artist was well known around certain political circles (see The Precinct 1 & 2 series, or Roswell Heights). Dunn laid back while the supervisor humped his way through him, pumping his hips back and forth with driving his dick in and out of his ass. "NO ONE can know about this, Brian..." said the man, wanting to keep his acceptable hetero identity. "...I have a LOT MORE than just a campaign to lose if word of this gets out...!" "Don't worry..." smiled Dunn. "...your secret's SAFE with me!" Just then Dunn's cell phone went off. Without disrupting the Supervisor's flow, Dunn reached across the desk into his briefcase and pulled out his cell phone. "Brain Dunn..." he said into the phone in his regular voice. "Mr Dunn..., its Milton Howards..." said the deep baritone male's voice over the phone, helping Dunn shoot his load at that very moment (as he stroked himself to climax with his free hand). "...its Milton Howard..., the man you helped get free out of jail last week after I hit reverend Holmes...! Remember me...?" "OOoorrhhhhh..." groaned Dunn, shooting cream all over his dress shirt and tie. "...yes, I remember you, mr Howard...!" he added, trying to make his groan sound less erotic. "What can I do for you...?" "I'm in JAIL again, mr Dunn..." explained Milt, "...I was wondering if you'd be able to come down and see what you could do about getting me and my sister out...?" asked Milt. "The charges are bogus! My ex-wife and some asshole I know'r trying to frame us...! Can you come down...?" "Sounds like quite the bind you're in, mr Howard..." said Dunn, watching the man fucking him thrust all the way in one last time before grunting..., `AARRRRRRRHHHHHHH...!!' as loudly as he could, shooting a geyser of cum straight up Dunn's ass before collapsing on top of him. "...I'll come SEE what I can do...! I'm sure we could WORK OUT something...!" he added, before hanging up. "Who was that..." asked the supervisor, lifting up before pulling out and withdrawing. "...you're NEXT client...?" Dunn laughed, sitting up on the table as both men began to dress. "Duty calls..." was all he said. "...I have OTHER services besides just campaigning!" "I'm sure!" said the man. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>SCENE-3<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Marlon Overton drove over to Milton's parents' house to find out what happened? They informed Marlon that Milt and Janice were both arrested. Milt informed the parents that Demeece was behind Janice's arrest charge, and told them they might be able to get her off if they called Deme and asked her nicely to drop the charges. Demeece answered the phone, but stuck to her story that Janice attacked her in her own home. "I know you and Milt are going through some THINGS right now, Deme..., but Milt LOVES you..., how do you expect to patch things up with him if you're holding charges against his sister...?" Deme informed mr Howard that `Milt doesn't want ME..., he wants my brother Marlon! The two of them have been having a homosexual affair since he lived here!' "He what...?" asked John Howard, looking at Marlon in disbelief... >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>SCENE-4<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Milt sat downstairs in lockup (waiting for Brian Dunn to drop by a perform a miracle), locked up with the criminal elements from all walks of life (drug dealers, drunk drivers, spouse abusers, etc). He estimated he'd been in jail for nearly 90 minutes before Dunn (escorted by a uniformed officer) showed up at his cell. "Milton...?" he called, looking at the group of about 11 angry black men. "Dunn...!" called Milt, jumping up from his spot on the bench. "Is there somewhere we can go where I can TALK to my client privately...?" asked Dunn. The officer unlocked the holding cell, then escorted the two men down to a private cell with a metal reinforced door with a small observation window. "Thanks a lot for coming down here on such short notice..." thanked Milt immediately, knowing how busy Dunn must be. "...but you're the only person I could think to call..." "It's okay..." assured Dunn, sitting his briefcase on the floor. "...why don't you tell me from the beginning what happened...?" Sitting beside Milt on a short bench, Dunn listened as Milt explained his and his sister's situation. Dunn's ears perked when he heard of the relationship between Milt and Marlon, and his dick jumped in his crotch when he heard how Dan Edwards tried to top Milt this morning by shoving his big dick up his ass while Milt was still half asleep... "So I pushed him off me and I DECKED his ass...!" explained Milt. "He tried to RAPE me...! I defended myself! How can I get arrested for that...?!" "Well..., do you have any witnesses that SAW him accost you...?" asked Dunn, curiously. "Well..., Marlon and my sister saw Dan NAKED downstairs in the basement bedroom with me when we were fighting...!" recalled Milt. "He stripped off his clothes while I was sleep and climbed on top of me..., trying to make me THINK he was Marlon!" "So...this Marlon guy tops YOU...?" asked Dunn, sounding slightly disappointed. "Not usually..." said Milt. "...once in awhile...!" "So YOU top usually...?" asked Dunn, perking up again. "Yeah..." answered Milt, wondering what THAT had to do with anything? "Well...given the circumstances, AND provided the witnesses are creditable..., I don't see why you would have to spend more than one night here...!" said Dunn. "Really...?" smiled Milt, happy to hear it. "You can get the charges dropped...?" "If this Dan Edwards is lying about his claim...HE could be in more hot water than YOU are...!" expressed Dunn. "And what about Janice...?" asked Milt, wanting to get the charges dropped on his sister as well. "Well..., THOSE charges might be a little HARDER to drop..." he admitted. "But Deme's only doing this to get back at ME for leaving her...!" explained Milt. "She don't give a shit about my sister...!" "I'll have a talk with Malcolm..." said Dunn. "Yeah..., TALK to Malcolm..." said Milt, sarcastically. "...REMIND him who I am and what his affair with my wife did to my life...! Tell him if he'd like to KEEP his involvement a secret, he'd GET Demeece to drop the charges!" "Mmmmm..." sounded Dunn, impressed. "...that's extortion mr Howard..., are you SURE you want to go there with reverend Holmes...?" "I have nothing else to lose..." announced Milt. Dunn smiled... "I'll run it all pass Malcolm in the morning..." he said, dropping his eyes down to Milt's lap. "...but there's still the matter of MY FEE...!" "Oh..." said Milt, taken aback. "...what do you want...?" Dunn licked his lips... "Well..." he said, hoping Milt wouldn't take this the wrong way. "...let's just say if I was Dan Edwards..., it wouldn't have been your ass I was after...!" Milt blushed... "You'll accept THAT as payment...?" he asked. "For both me AND my sister...?" "I would consider you a free man the moment I left this cell...!" said Dunn, making it sound like a cut deal. "Okay..." offered Milt (hoping Marlon wouldn't be upset later), sitting back against the bench. Dunn smiled to himself as he quietly got down on his knees and began undoing Milt's pants. Milt looked over at the observation window and wondered if anyone might look in? The officer perhaps...? "They won't disturb us until they hear me call for them..." assured Dunn. "...and I won't call for them..." he added, pulling Milt's dick out of his shorts. "...until I've drained this big beautiful snake of all its venom!" Milt laughed at Dunn's forwardness as he bent forward and took his 9" dark dick into his mouth and throat on the first gulp. "DAMN!" stunned Milt, feeling Dunn bury his face in his groin, pressing his jaws down hard about his dick base. "FUCK!" Dunn loved men's first reactions when he swallows their dicks whole, leaving no mistake that any blow jobs that they had before was amateur hour at best. Dunn relaxed his jaws as he pressed his face in further, taking every inch of Milt's long hard black dick deep into his hungry gullet. Milt groaned aloud as his entire dick was encased in Dunn's warm velvety wet throat. After nearly half a minute, Dunn tightened his lips and pulled back, dragging his mouth back up the hard shaft until he was suckling greatly on the juicy head. Milt squirmed, feeling as if his dick had entered a wet whirlwind. Dunn sucked with viscous preciseness, every lick and suck designed to bring a dick exquisite delight. Milt knew upon the first suck that he wouldn't last long in Dunn's mouth. He could barely hold on as the man slithered his mouth smoothly back and forth, bringing him ever closer to climax. "Shit man..., I'm about to cum..." warned Milt, steeling himself against the back wall. Dunn increased his suction, swallowing Milt to the root before twisting and swirling his mouth back up the shaft, using his wet tongue as a whip, tickling and licking its way up the hard column. "Oh shit..., here it comes...!" he announced. "ARRHH...!!" he choked, trying not to cause unwanted attention. Dunn buried the dick in his throat, then felt his swell and pulse as it spit spurt after spurt straight down his throat. Milt grabbed the back of Dunn's head, molding his face in his groin as he unloaded in the man's stomach. He leased his grip only after his orgasm passed, allowing Dunn to slowly lift his head, draining the dick of its last drops. "Damn...that was the BEST head I EVER had..." admitted Milt, causing Dunn to smile. "That was just the FIRST payment...!" said Dunn, standing up to take off his clothes. Milt looked around nervously... "I'm uh..., ALMOST sure my little cry might've alerted the guards..." he assumed, looking at the door. "Don't worry..." said Dunn, "...I blew the guard for our privacy...!" he assured. Milt smirked... "So you KNEW this would happen...?" he asked, feeling suckered. "Well..." thought Dunn. "...I knew I wanted it..., I wasn't sure it would happen..." he corrected, before turning around and getting on his hands and knees on the floor, presenting his ass. Milt had no intentions on fucking the man's ass, rewarding Dunn on his trickery, until he SAW his ass spread before him, the light brown cheeks spread wide naturally, the indented ass crack and well used looking hole. He couldn't help but wonder if the back was as well versed as the front? Not wanting to miss opportunity, he climbed down off his bench and crouched down behind Dunn, aiming his (still) hard dick up to the moist anus... Milt found his dick sinking into Brian Dunn's ass with nearly no effort. His dickhead had barely touched the moist inviting anal lips, when it was suddenly sucked in. He could feel the anal ring pulling him in, swallowing him inch by inch until he was pressing his pubic hair into Dunn's backside. Dunn loved the feel of Milton's dick inside him, squeezing his anal walls around the shaft, using them to suck the thick black column like his mouth had done moments ago. Dunn hoped draining Milt's dick of its first load would insure a longer fuck? He waited patiently as Milt slowly grabbed onto his ass, then began to grind into him, churning his meaty manhood around inside. Milt felt the warm buttery interior of Dunn's sweet hole milking him, already trying to make his dick cum again. He pulled back, slowly withdrawing before pushing back inside, sliding his long hard Johnson back and forth. Dunn enjoyed the feel of Milt's dick trapped inside his anal sheath, using his muscles to tighten and squeeze the shaft with every stroke. After only a few minutes Milt started to increase the pace, fucking harder and stronger as he gripped Dunn's waist and pulled his buttock back with every forward thrust. Dunn groaned from the steady stroke, feeling it open him up. Milt could feel the anal track becoming wetter the longer he fucked, as if it were lubricating naturally like a vagina. Believing it impossible, he pulled out, watching a the hole flower open and closed as a trickle of creamy semen oozed from the lining... "The guard fuck you too...?" he asked, sitting back down on the bench. "No..." answered Dunn, turning around to swallow Milt's dick whole again. Milt couldn't understand Dunn's response, as his throat was being stuffed full of dick at the time. Dun cleaned the excess semen from Milt's dick, keeping it rock hard with his talented mouth and throat, before pulling off and climbing up on Milt. Milt watched as Dunn straddled his waist, then aligned his ass to the stiff upstanding dick and sat down, impaling himself with one plunge. He squeezed his anus closed around the base before riding, lifting and lowering his ass along the stiff column. Milt gripped Dunn's waist as he rode, fucking himself wilder and faster, becoming possessed by the big dick filling his gut. Milt slouched down against the back wall, lowering his ass off the edge of the bench so he could thrust up into Dunn's bouncing ass at his own pace. Dunn gasped as the first thrust took him off guard. He quickly adjusted himself before the next thrust, taking it deeply without concern. Milt thrust up with increasing speed, matching Dunn's downward plunge, their two bodies colliding with wet thunderous slaps as the semen inside Dunn's bowels began to leak and ooze down about Milton's hard shaft. "FUCK...!" sighed Milt, resting on his shoulders against the bench, balanced by his shoulders and feet. He thrust upward continuously, hammering and slamming his pelvic bone up against Dunn's falling ass, impaling him over and over again. Dunn closed his eyes, tilting his head back, reveling the feel of being fucked raw royally. He could feel the dick withdrawing from his sucking hole (pulling back until only the head remained), then felt it slam back in balls deep, feeling the head spike up inside of him like a poker. He repeated this pounding again and again, happily riding the married man's hardon until he felt Milt's fingers dig into his waist... "AWWWW shit..." he moaned, pulling Dunn down on his dick just as it started to throb and pump wildly... "...I'm coming...! AARRRRRRHHHHH...!!" Dunn smashed his ass down in Milt's lap, entrapping his entire dick inside him, trying to claim it as his own. Milt thrust upward, impaling Dunn to the bone, his dick firing off like a roman candle as it spurt and splattered cum deep inside Dunn's warm gut. After straining a few moments, Milt lowered himself to the cell floor, with Dunn's ass still cradled in his lap. The two men rested for awhile, still connected as Milt's dick softened and shrank inside Dunn's cave before falling out. Dunn stood up... "Consider yourself FREE tomorrow...!" he said, putting on his clothes. "...if you want to stay in here for awhile and get some sleep, you can..., the guard owns me another favor...!" smiled Dunn, before knocking, leaving Milton lying on the floor with semen oozing from his drained dickhead... ________________________________________ 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.