Date: Fri, 17 Jun 2011 20:05:14 -0400 (EDT) From: DOGG <nphillydogg@aol.com> Subject: bruthaly luv-7 BRUTHALY LUV -7 >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>SCENE-1<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< 25 year old Crystal Roxanne Waters was elated (at her place of business as a hair stylist) that 36 year old Dan Edwards finally gave her a call, explaining he had gotten tied up at work but had her on his mind the entire time. Crystal giggled giddily as Dan asked her out on another date, offering to pick her up at her home. "uh...tonight...?" she asked, thinking it over. "...I WOULD, except we're supposed to be taking my daughter out ice skating and to McDonalds for dinner...! I would cancel, except she's been looking forward to it all week..." "Who's WE...?" asked Dan. "Her father and I..." said Crystal, "...we took her last year and it's ALL she's been talking about since!" "Ice skating sounds like fun..." said Dan. "...do you mind a forth wheel...? I promise not to fall and embarrass you...!" "Well I can't make that promise..." laughed Crystal. "I'll have to run it past Marlon and Rachelle..., but I don't see why it should be a problem...!" "Good. Then what time should pick all of you up...?" asked Dan, sounding enthused. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>SCENE-2<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< ELSEWHERE 26 year old Marlon Overton walked into an oddly plain office building in Center City, then took the elevator up to the 4th floor (as instructed by his text message) until he found his lover/roommate (23 year old Curtis Williams) explaining his new computer web design to his clients. Marlon stood in the background and watched Curtis work his magic, explaining in detail how the website worked. Of all the office people in attendance, Curtis looked the least professional in his low hanging pants sagging just below his ass, showing off his colorful boxer shorts and decorative belt with his vertical stripped button down shirt hanging out of his pants, and his hair (usually in straight to the back cornrows) currently sporting long individual plaits cascading all over his head like a mop top, not to mention the tattoos and body piercings... Curtis discreetly pulled his cell phone from his pocket, then read the message that Marlon had arrived. Looking back at the entrance, he spotted Marlon leaning against a wall, watching him. He smiled and nodded as Marlon waved, then excused himself from the small group of office employees as he made his way over to Marlon. "You MADE it..." he said, looking excited and energized. Marlon instantly noticed the long large lump in Curt's pant leg, indicating the reason for his excitement. "...meet me inna men's room down the hall and around the corner! Have dat pussy wet and ready for me..., I really need to bust a big one rite now!" he whispered, rubbing his lump discreetly. "I have to pick up Rachelle at school in an hour...!" complained Marlon, knowing he only had one more fuck up before Rachelle was expelled from HIS own doing. "I won't be long baby, I promise!" said Curtis, licking his sensual lips. "These nimrods don't kno' a computer program from their own assholes...! I NEED somethin' to end the tension and keep me from cussin' these mofos out...! Do it for ME..., please...?" "Okay..." said Marlon, knowing he would have anyway. "...but it HAS to be quick..., I still have to catch two buses to get to Rachelle's school!" "You're in Center City..., a bus comes every 5 minutes!" said Curtis, sending Marlon off as he returned to the group. Marlon made his way down the hall, then wandered around until he found the men's room. The office space was obviously just being rented for the first time, as there were unattached cubicles walls sprawled all over the place, along with saran wrapped office chairs and desk tops. Marlon pushed open the door and walked into the restroom. There were 3 stalls, 2 urinals, and 2 sinks with large counter tops. Marlon took the last stall, then started to lower his pants and underwear. With his pants down around his ankles, he sat on the brand new toilet unused toilet seat and nervously waited for his boyfriend to arrive. Several minutes later, he heard the restroom door open, then heard Curtis enter. "Marl'..., where'r you...?" "Last stall!" said Marlon, standing. Curtis ripped open the door, then closed and locked it behind him. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a tiny tube of lubricant, then squirted the contents onto his fingers and turned Marlon's back to him. Marlon reached out to steady himself against the back wall (over the toilet) as Curtis began lubing his asshole with his fingers, shoving a few in to stretch the hole. Marlon knew the fuck would be fast and furious, and braced himself, knowing time was of the essence. Curtis reached down and unzipped his pants, fishing his enormously long hard penis from his boxer slit and slipping it up between Marlon's cheeks. Marlon bent forward slightly over the toilet, bending at the knee (since he was slightly taller than his boyfriend). Curtis kissed his dickhead against Marlon's asshole and pushed forward, sinking over half his python in with one quick stroke. "uuhhhh..." grunted Marlon, feeling the dick force through him. Curtis gripped his waist with one hand, while guiding his dick with the other until he finally had all 12 hard inches deeply pressed in his lover's backside. "Ooohhh fuck..., this's what I needed...!" moaned Curt, reaching up under Marlon's shirt to caress his flat stomach and chest before he started pumping. Marlon could feel Curtis' course knotty pubic hairs grinding against his smooth butt cheeks, scratching him bristly before he started thrusting. Marlon anchored himself against the back wall (palms down) as he awaited Curtis' onslaught, knowing it was only a matter of moments before the pace quickened hastily. Curtis leaned in against Marlon's back, resting his chin between his shoulder blades as he fucked, slowly pulling and pushing his hips, enjoying the sweet suck of his lover's anus. Whispering words of encouragement (telling Marlon how hot his ass was, and how much he loved fucking his tight pussy), he began to pick up the pace, fucking faster as he thrust his dick in and out of the hole. Marlon could feel Curtis' dick digging straight through him, reaching deeper and deeper with each new thrust. Marlon knew when he got to Curtis' job that he would (likely) be getting fucked. Curtis had fucked him in practically every setting he could think of: a Center City alley way after hanging out one night and far too sexually amped to wait until they got home; in the basement of a popular gay night club, fucking him in front of scores of horny onlookers; at Penn's Landing one night between two parked cars, while a dog owner walking by stopped to watch; on the back of a Casino bus en-route to Atlantic City; beneath the Boardwalk after dark when the beaches began to clear off; on another bus on the way back home from AC; in a street crowd one year in New York during New Years Eve with Dick Clark; in restaurants/train/department store restrooms; movie theatres (`during the unimportant boring scenes'}; at an empty bus stop late one night while waiting on transit (stopping only whenever cars would stop at the red light for a few minutes); in the underground transit stations (at night) when not many people were around; and of course on video camera, which Curtis often posted on XTUBE under his screen name `hothornycoupleinphilly'. Marlon had done any and everything Curtis wanted of him, giving him ass and throat whenever he requested without argument or refusal (a trait learned in prison). Curtis loved fucking Marlon every way imaginable, keeping the fires burning by fucking in new exciting places. They even did 3sums regularly, str8/bisexual friends of Curtis' who occasionally enjoyed a man's tight ass and a great mouth. Marlon could always tell when a 3sum was imminent, as the `straight' friend would eyeball him and his ass as if scoping out a hot chick. Curtis often liked to invite his friends over to view Marlon first before committing sexually, knowing once they saw his sexiness, they wouldn't be able to resist fucking his willing holes. Curtis liked watching Marlon get fucked by other guys (so long as HE had control over it). He'd sit back (while smoking a blunt) as Marlon climbed between the (often high) guy's legs and sucked his erection, bobbing his head in their laps as he swallowed their dicks like none of their girlfriends could (or would). Sometimes Curt would purposely start eating Marlon's ass, prepping it for the guy's dick. The guy couldn't help watching as Curtis' face disappeared behind Marlon's spread ass. Far too often when a guy claimed he didn't want to fuck a dude in the ass (that he only wanted `head'), he'd change his mind after seeing Marlon's ass cheeks spread open, his wet asshole glistening with spit as it winked open and closed (invitingly). How many of Curtis' straight friends had Marlon been butt fucked by...? Who knows? 20? Marlon stopped counting after awhile. Curtis held onto Marlon's waist as he fucked, digging deeper with each passing second until his pelvic bone was slapping soundly against Marlon's ass. The two men were in the midst of a serious fuck session when the men's room door opened, and in walked Curtis' current employer. "You still in here, Curtis...?" asked the older white man. "uh...yeh..." answered Curt, ramming his dick in balls deep as he covered Marlon's mouth with his hand to keep him from making any unwanted noises. "That website you cooked up for us is just what we needed...!" said the man, stepping in front of the urinal as he unzipped and fished out his soft prick and started peeing. "It still has a few kinks in it that I'd like for you to clear up before I make good on that check..." added the man, flushing. "Oh course, Leonard..." said Curtis, grinding silently against Marlon's ass, churning his dick about in the stuffed hole. Marlon groaned softly into Curt's hand, his moans muffled by the shorter man's palm. "...there's a few things I gotta do before it's ready to launch...! Gimme another few hours and it should be runnin' before the day's out!" "That's what I want to hear!" said Leonard, tucking his shirt and fastening his pants before moving to the sinks. Marlon heard the water turn on, even as Curtis was still grinding away in his gut. He groaned and griped when the dickhead touched too deeply, squirming in place as Curtis swiveled his hips, getting every inch into the tight bunghole. "Shit..." whimpered Curtis, coming at that very moment as the danger of getting caught by his boss raised the sexual excitement 10 fold. "...uuuhhggg...!" he groaned softly, trying to stifle the sounds as he buried his face in Marlon's back. "You okay in there, Curtis...?" asked Leonard, looking back at the last stall curiously (after turning off the water). "Yeh..." moaned Curtis, erotically. "...I just..., sat on my nutz..." he lied. "Oh...okay..." said Leonard, suddenly wondering just how large Curtis' nuts were to have sat on them...? "...see you back in the unit..." he said, before leaving. "Oh shit..." groaned Curtis out loud, nearly getting caught as he pulled back and rammed forth his hips one last time. Marlon could feel Curt's dick straining inside him when mr Leonard stood at the sinks. He could feel Curtis clutching at his body, holding onto him like a drowning victim as he ground his hips home, churning his dick around in his gut. Then he felt the dick swell and pulse, then felt the sudden surge of warm fluids flooding his colon, making his rectum liquidly. "...damn..., I couldn't hold it..." he gasped, shooting the last of his load. Marlon didn't know what to expect next as Curtis pulled out of him, then spun him around and pushed him into seated position on the toilet before bending down between his legs. Taking Marlon's stiff 7" dick in his hand, he led it to his open mouth and started sucking, swabbing the juicy head with his lips and tongue before swallowing the dick whole. Marlon could feel Curtis' load already starting to drain from his flooded bowels as he sat upon the toilet getting blown in a strange bathroom. It only took a few deep strokes of Curtis' experienced mouth before he was swallowing Marlon's seed. Marlon panted and groaned as he held onto the stall walls for support, afraid he might fall over with weakness once his orgasm started. Someone else entered the restroom, and in a flash Curtis was flushing the toilet and fastening his clothes as if he'd just finished doing a #2. Stepping out into the open, he quickly closed the stall door behind him as he took up conversation with the newcomer by the sinks. Marlon listened as they talked about the website, and how much it would improve business. Marlon waited until he heard both voices leave the restroom before he wiped himself and got dressed, slipping out before anyone even noticed he was there. For the next 45 minutes, Marlon rushed to his daughter's school, waiting on transit and running down streets and walkways to make in time (making it with only seconds to spare). >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>SCENE-3<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< LATER (The Penn's Landing Ice Skating Rink) Crystal watched (from the spectator's section) as her 8 year old daughter skated alongside her father (Marlon) hand in hand, tripping along the way and falling with her father in a heap. "Oh..." sounded Crystal, watching intently as Marlon helped a laughing Rachelle up off the ice. "...I HATE seeing her fall..., but I know it's the only way she'll learn...!" "You really are an amazing mother..." said her date (36 year old Dan Edwards), staring at her from across a crowded picnic table. "huh...? what...?" questioned Crystal, alternating looking at her child from across the rink, and her date. "Me...? Oh no..., there's nothing `amazing' about me...! I'm just your ordinary average run of the mill mom!" "mmm...but there's NOTHING average or ordinary about you..." said Dan, staring straight at her as if looking through her (making Crystal giddy with nerves). "You're just saying that because..." she dropped her voice a couple of octaves so no one could hear her complete her sentence. "...I let you HIT IT on the first date...!" Dan laughed... "Is THAT why you think I'm here now..." he asked, finding the comment funny. "...at the ICE skating rink in frigidly cold weather with your daughter and your ex-boyfriend..., because you gave it up to me on the first date...?" he laughed. "Well..." said Crystal, suddenly embarrassed. "...don't guys usually go for the FAST girl...?" "Some might..." said Dan, sitting back in his seat confidently as Crystal began looking at him complex. "...but I'm not one of them...!" "Oh no...?" asked Crystal. "So you like NICE girls...?" Dan threw his head back, thinking... "uh..., I don't really believe in labels..." he decided to say, focusing back on her face. "...women are complex, and can often change their mood at the drop of a hat..., so labeling them don't make much sense...! You just have to kind of go with the flow!" "Go with the flow, eh...?" asked Crystal, liking Dan even more. "What about YOU...?" he suddenly asked, picking up his soft drink as he sipped on a straw. "Can YOU go with the flow...?" "Can I...?" asked Crystal, trying to figure out what he meant by that? "What do YOU think...?" "I don't know..." said Dan, daringly. "Well I went with the flow the other day, didn't I...?" asked Crystal, meeting him half way. "You were lucky then..." stated Dan, surprising Crystal. "Lucky HOW...?" she asked, unsure if that statement was meant as an insult or not? "I had a condom with me then..." said Dan. "Oh...? You don't carry one all the time...?" asked Crystal, teasingly. "I carried THAT one for months..." said Dan, "...having had no real need for it until THAT night...!" "Good thing you were prepared...!" smiled Crys. Dan leaned in... "So...I repeat..., can YOU go with the flow...?" "Maybe..." said Crystal, unsure what Dan was getting at. Dan smirked... "So if I were to get up and walk into the men's room right now..., would you come in and join me...?" "In the MENS room...??" questioned Crystal flabbergasted, wondering what kind of girl he thought she was? Dan pressed... "If you don't show up, it's no big deal..." he said, letting her know the choice was completely hers. "...I just want to know exactly HOW daring you really are...? So I'm going to go inside and wait a few minutes..., if I don't see you then I'll walk back out and we can continue on the nice safe predicable date we've both been enjoying..., but if you DO decide to join me..., we can take this dating to the next level...!" "The next level...?" questioned Crystal, unsure what THAT meant. Dan stood up, a large long lump tenting the leg of his pants... "Hopefully I'll see you in a few minutes...!" was all he said before walking off towards the men's room across the landing. Crystal turned around and watched him walk away (without looking back), strutting with the walk of a confident man. Crystal looked towards the rink and saw Rachelle and her father still laughing and skating, and decided they might not miss her if she disappeared for a few minutes...? Getting up, she nervously walked over towards the restrooms, then lingered outside the men's entrance. She saw a relatively steady amount of men walking in and out with their younger son's (and occasionally baby boys). When one particular man came out, Crystal worked up enough nerve to ask the man how many men were inside...? "About 8 to 10..." said the man, walking away. Crystal took a deep breath, then walked into the men's room for the first time in her life. "Excuse me miss..., but this's the men's room...!" informed one man, heading for the exit. "I know..., I'm looking for someone...!" said Crystal, finding Dan leaning against the far back wall of about 20 stalls, with about 10 sinks and urinals on the opposite side. Some of the stall doors were shut, indicating someone was probably inside performing a #2. Several men stood silently in front of urinals, hiding their privates while pissing. Crystal and Dan locked eyes, with Dan nodding towards the last stall. Crystal began walking towards the back of the restroom as Dan disappeared out of sight. Other men watched, wondering where the lost woman was going? When Crystal got to the last stall, she saw Dan standing inside, waiting. "You've come THIS far..." he said, holding out his hand. Crystal thought about their first night together, and how charming Dan had been since meeting. Without giving it much more thought, she entered the stall and took his hand. "Now THAT'S what I'm talkin' bout!" said a father, zipping his pants before heading back to the concession stand to meet with his wife and family. "So..., now what...?" asked Crystal, staring up at Dan. Dan smiled, then simply leaned forward and kissed Crystal, unzipping her parka as he slipped his arms about her body. Ignoring the horrible smells of urine, Crystal went with the flow, hoping it could solidify the growing relationship between her and her new suitor. Dan slipped down to his knees, then began unzipping Crystal's tight jeans. Crystal squirmed nervously as he peeled her tights and panties down to her knees, exposing her trimmed lady patch. Dan looked up at her, smiling handsomely (making her feel secure) before licking his lips and pressing his face into her crotch. "Oh gosh..." startled Crys, feeling Dan's tongue licking across her clitoris. Crystal reached up behind her and gripped the top of the partition, holding on for dear life as Dan pulled her hips forward to get better access to her snatch. Pressing his face up between her thighs, he sealed his mouth to her vagina and began sucking. Crystal squirmed when she felt the constant sucking of her clit. For awhile she closed her eyes, trying to picture herself somewhere else. She felt Dan's curious hands reaching up under her sweater, pulling her breasts out from her bra. His strong hands squeezed her tits as he ate, looking up at her from below. Crystal felt the continuous lapping her vagina, his mouth zeroing in on one spot as his tongue licked and suckled with gentle force. When Crystal finally opened her eyes, she looked to the right to see a pair of eyes staring back at her. Someone was watching her get oral pleasure through the small crack in the door. But before Crystal could say anything to complain, Dan was standing back before her, lifting her up off the ground as he began fitting his fat dick head into her warm wet cunt. "Wait...!" protested Crystal, feeling the spit wet dick sliding into her (Dan had obviously lubed his own dick with spit while eating Crystal's cunt). Crystal could feel the fat hard dick pressing into her, stretching her pussy lips as she sank down onto his tool. With her tight jeans locked about her knees, Dan wasn't able to spread her legs wide like he wanted, so he had to settle for what depth his dick could get pressing between her closed thighs. Lifting her sweater, Dan bowed his head and began sucking Crystal's exposed tit, licking the hard standing nipple before sucking them into his mouth. Hugging her into him, he began thrusting back and forth, using less than half of his 11 inches as the head sank in and out. Crystal began groaning uncomfortably, feeling cramped and awkward in the unpleasant position. Dan pulled his donkey dick from vagina, then lowered her feet to the floor before turning her around to face the partition wall. Reaching about her waist, he pulled her back onto his dick from behind, sliding his penis back between her closed thighs as he sank in deeper. "UHHHH..." she groaned, feeling the dick stretch her. Dan pressed her face flat against the partition as he pressed up into her, fitting every inch of his gigantic prick inside her. Crystal groaned aloud, her eyes meeting the peeping Tom's once again as Dan began fucking her from the back. Leaning into her back, he reached down with one hand and began tickling her clit, while reaching under her sweater to pull at her free hanging tit with the other. Crystal thought the setting had been the most unromantic setting she'd ever allowed herself to be fucked in. Yet somehow (amazingly) she felt herself starting to get wet with lust. She could feel the giant dick moving through her thighs quicker and easier, helping by the growing wetness spreading throughout her womb. "OH you feel so warm inside..."whispered Dan, kissing Crystal along the side of her face and neck as he fucked, his fingertips continuing to tickle her magic spot as his other hand pulled at her erect nipples. "Oh god..." grunted Crystal, finding it unbelievable that she could be getting excited in such an unpleasant place. But Dan's big dick was starting to feel so good moving in and out of her. She found herself pressing her ass back, allowing Dan's thrusting dick to bridge deeper. The peeping Tom groaned on the outside of the door. Crystal looked down to see his hand speeding back and forth in his crotch, then saw the unmistakable sight of some of his semen shooting between the door crack as he climaxed. Crystal thought the man was a pervert, then realized she wasn't one to speak, seeing how he was watching HER have sex in a men's room stall. "Your pussy's so warm..." whispered Dan, licking at Crystal's open (panting) mouth as his tongue darted between her parted lips. "...you're getting so WET...! You feel so good...! Are YOU enjoying it too...?" he asked. "Yes..." panted Crys, feeling an amazingly quick climax beginning to build. "OH I want to cum so bad..." he moaned as she suckled at his darting tongue. "...your pussy's driving me crazy...! Do you want to make me cum...?" he asked. "Yes..." panted Crystal, in the throes of passion. Dan picked up the pace, fucking stronger...deeper... "Where...?" he asked, smothering her face in kisses. "Where do you want me to cum...?" Crystal groaned as she felt herself coming close to the edge. She couldn't believe she was getting one of the most intense fucks of her life in a men's room stall, with other man standing around outside listening to her get fucked. Was she having a mid-life crisis at only 25? "Where baby...?" asked Dan, thrusting harder when he felt her pussy cease up and clamp down in tiny spasms. "OH god...!" groaned Crystal, coming as her inside imploded. Dan could feel her coming on his dick as her pussy stroked and massaged his thrusting dick from the inside. Dan could feel his dick secreting pre-cum while he fucked, making Crystal's cunt all the more slicker as he fucked. When Crystal didn't answer, Dan took that as a sign to go full steam ahead, and started fucking Crystal with the intentions of blasting his load inside her. Crystal felt the fuck thrusts increase as Dan's hands began to hold and lock onto her more urgently. She sensed he was getting close to blowing when his long deep thrusts started to come harder, banging her front up against the partition wall. "Not IN me...!" she gasped, suddenly afraid of getting pregnant again. "Don't cum in me!" she insisted. Dan screamed inside, so close to seeding her forest. With the last stroke he yanked his spurting dick from her cunt, turning sideways as his cum pumped into the stall door and dripped down to the floor. Crystal turned around and leaned back against the toilet paper dispenser, catching her breath. She watched Dan's big thick dick pump and pulse as thick white gobs of pearly white cum shot from the flaring tip. Neither of them touched it as it pulsed and breathed with a life of its own, its precious load wasted on the floor below, soon to be stepped over and moped up by maintenance. "So..." said Crystal (her sweater hiked up over her brassier, her right tit hanging out of the cup, and her pants and panties still bunched down about her knees... "...did I go with the flow, or what...?" she asked. Dan laughed... "Yes..." he conceded, leaning in to kiss her lips. "...you go with the flow marvelously...!" After that the couple redressed, then proceeded out of the men's room, where they got a standing ovation from several of the men that stayed behind to listen to the show... ________________________________________ 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.