Date: Thu, 14 Oct 2010 20:33:38 -0400 From: DOGG <nphillydogg@aol.com> Subject: potential-17 Best friends; 19 year olds -Theodore "Theo" Jones (6-3, 200 lbs of thick muscle, drk brn with a very close skull cut hair cut), Horatio "Flex" Washington (6-1, 165 lbs, medium muscular build, brn skn, with cornrows going straight to the back), and Devon Dorell (6-0, lite brn skn, 150 lbs, slim muscular build, with a close fade cut), all grew up together in the same neighborhood. After graduating high school, they decided to cut the cost of living expenses 3-ways by renting a 3 bedroom house together in the West Philly as roommates.] _____________________________________________________________________________ POTENTIAL-17 Pt-1 PENNSYLVAINA HOSPITAL Psyche Ward 19 year old Devon Dorell came out of his coma 5 days after his mind on shutdown while it repaired itself. His parents (believing the doctor's prognosis that he may have been trying to attempt a suicide after breaking up with his girlfriend) had him committed to the psyche ward of the hospital, barring all visitors until he recovered from his coma and was deemed legally sane. "Hello mr Dorell..., I'm Stephan Wheeler, your doctor while you're here in this ward...!" said the tall, slim, Caucasian man in a white lab coat, as he walked in the room with a chart. "How are we feeling today...?" "I'm...okay..." said Devon, slowly sitting up in his bed as he greeted his doctor for the first time. "...where am I...?" "Pennsylvania Hospital..." said the doctor, pulling his mini-flashlight from his pen pocket as he tilted Devon's head back and shinned it in his eyes. "...the Psyche Ward!" "Psyche Ward...??" asked Devon, surprised. "Why am I here...?" "Well..." said the doctor, satisfied by what he saw as he tucked away his pen-light and took Devon's head in his hands. "...there's been a some concern by police that your `accident' might have been intentional...!" "What accident...?" asked Devon, unable to recall what happened. "What was the last thing you remember...?" asked the doctor, checking Devon's pulse. Devon thought back to his last encounter with Theo..., then how he went looking for his friend Richard Wedlaw to score some Sextasy... "It's okay..., take your time..." suggested the doctor. "I...remember going over a friend's house..." said Devon. "What for...?" asked the Doctor, making notes on the chart after taking the pulse. "He, uh..." thought Devon, not wanting to tell the doctor it was a drug run. "...he owed me money...!" "Money...?" asked the doctor. "What happened after that...?" Devon recalled Richard pushing him over the sofa and fucking him, shoving his dick up his ass... "I don't remember...!" he lied, figuring lying beat telling the truth. No one needed to know about his secret sexuality... "Do you remember taking any drugs...?" asked the doctor, looking down at the notes on the chart. Devon didn't know why he was so surprised, seeing how doctor's could easily run tests to see what's in your system... "Do you remember taking Sextasy...? It was found in your system when you were bought into emergency!" "uh..., yeah..." said Devon, trying to think fast. "...we did a lil' before..." "Before what...?" asked the doctor, curiously. "huh...?" asked Devon, playing dumb. "You said you and your friend took Sextasy BEFORE..., before what...?" inquired the doc. "uh..., I just meant we did it before..., previously..." said Devon, watching as the doctor made notes. "Do you remember the friend's name...?" asked Wheeler, curiously. Devon hesitated, not wanting to get Richard in trouble. "Don't worry, Devon..." said the doctor, sensing the patient's apprehension. "...anything you tell me remains strictly confidential...!" "Richard...!" answered Devon. "Are you aware that Sextasy is often used as a sex drug...?" asked the doctor. "Yeah..." answered Devon. "And WERE you planning to have sex at the time you took it...?" questioned the doctor. "no..." lied Devon, knowing he and Richard usually had sex while taking the drug. "Well mister Dorell..., --semen was found in your rectum during the examination...! Any idea HOW that got there...?" inquired Wheeler. Devon hung his head in shame... "Does my parents know...?" he asked, thinking of them. "That you are here for a drug episode...? Or that you had semen in you rectum...?" asked the doctor. "Both!" asked Devon. "Yes to the first question..., I'm not sure to the second...!" answered Wheeler, honestly. "I wasn't the Attending Physician who saw you when you came in..., --I'm the Psyche doctor who runs this Ward...! I'm not sure what your previous doctor disclosed with your parents...! But have no fear that I would say anything about it to them, it has absolutely nothing to do with my prognosis! Understood...?" "Yes, sir...!" said Devon, feeling a little better. "So..., how often have you engaged in homosexual sex with Richard after taking the drug Sextasy...?" he inquired, making Devon nervous again. "I don't know..., a few times...!" "Is that a habit with you...? Taking drugs and having sex with men...?" Devon didn't like the sound of that observation, but he knew it was accurate. "I guess..." he admitted. "Okay mister Dorell..., I think that's enough questions for now...!" said the doctor, closing his chart with a smile. "Do you have any questions...?" "When can I get out of here, and see my family...?" asked Devon, fearful that he might be locked away for the duration. "Well..." said the doctor, in his calm understanding tone. "...why don't we keep you here for a few days of observation...? THEN we'll decide what we should do next..., okay?" Devon nodded, knowing debate was not an option. "The nurse will be in later to take your vitals and administer your meds..., I'll be in tomorrow to check in on your prognosis...!" The doctor could easily see the fear in Devon's eyes. "Don't worry Mr Dorell..., if everything is kosher, we'll have you out of here in no time!" Devon worried what the doctor considered `kosher'...? Pt-2 Time in the hospital's Psychiatric Ward proved to be a bit more than Devon could handle. He was allowed to leave his room, but not the floor. The exits were electronically locked, needing a code to pass through. The doors were also monitored with security cameras, making it impossible to sneak out. And if a patient is seen even getting too close to the doors, they were immediately spooked away by staff. The Nurse's Station was in the middle of the floor, separating the male patients from the females. The sexes were only allowed to mix in the TV room (monitored by video cameras and a glass wall for staff to easily see into), and the dining area (where unrestrained patients could gather for meals). Devon quickly realized that most of the patients were truly crazy, and heavily medicated (unlike himself). Most walked or sat around in a daze (being no harm to anyone), while some like himself only seemed to be there for observation of some sort. He could hear some of the restrained patients crying or screaming for release, threatening bodily harm to themselves and those around them. To say that the situation was scary would be an understatement. Devon wanted to make sure he was never put in that kind of environment again. Devon noticed a large orderly (named Juno) keeping an eye on things. He was a big guy (Puerto-Rican, 6'7", 240 lbs of solid bulk build, --not muscle). Devon knew he was the go-to guy for the nursing staff whenever a patient got too unruly. Devon didn't want any parts of that guy, as he looked like he took his job as bouncer seriously. After diner, Devon decided to take a walk down the hall to burn off the tough baked chicken, stiff mashed potatoes, and unseasoned vegetables he had on his plate. Devon noticed at the end of the hall, the emergency door was ajar with the alarm system turned off. As he closed near, he could smell the unmistakable smell of cigarette smoke. He say someone move through the door's crack, then saw orderly Juno look directly at him. "What'r YOU doin' outta yur room...?" asked the big guy, smoke escaping his dark smoker lips as he spoke. "I...couldn't sleep..." said Devon, scared shitless. When Juno realized he wasn't a threat, he went back to puffing. "You shouldn't be up at this hour...!" said the man, making sure he blew the smoke out towards the open air. "Could I..." stated Devon, fiending for a hit. "...can I get a toke...?" he asked. Juno eyeballed Devon for a second as he took himself a long drag, then casually blew the smoke out from the corner of his lips. "What's in it for me...?" he asked, sizing Devon up quickly. "Wha...what do you want...?" asked Devon, patting the empty pockets of his pajamas. He saw Juno's hand casually snake down the front of his white uniform, resting on the bulge of his crotch. "I read your file..." he said, surprising Devon. "...I know what they found in your ass...!" he winked, rubbing his growing bulge. "For a cigarette...??" asked Devon, believing the cost was too high. "How bout some head then...?" asked Juno, wanting to get off somehow. "If you takin' it up the ass, then it's a good chance you take it in the mouth too...!" Devon felt his stomach turn at the thought of sucking dick for a simple cigarette, but his system was in dire need of something that the medications wasn't giving him... "Okay!" he said, selling his soul. Juno smirked, then tossed the half smoked cigarette before coming inside and locking the emergency exit behind him. "C'mon..." he said, walking past Devon. "...we'll do it in YUR room!" Devon slowly followed the orderly down the hall. He looked towards the nurse's station to find only one nurse on duty, her head buried in the computer as she copied down patient's meds and times. Juno walked into Devon's private room, then waited until the patient joined him before quietly closing the door behind them. Devon waited silently, unsure what to do next as Juno began unfastening his pants. "What about the cigarette...?" asked Devon, wanting the smokes first. "Afterwards..." insisted Juno, hoisting out his mammoth pud. "...smoke it in the bathroom, up by the vents so no one can smell it in the hallway!" Devon knew Juno had done this before... The big guy held his large but soft dick at the base, then shook it up and down as if to beckon Devon. "C'mon man..., I ain't got all nite!" Without further ado, Devon walked over and got down onto his knees in front of the orderly. He reached up and pulled back the foreskin before taking the fat head into his mouth, suckling tentatively. Juno sighed softly when he felt the wet mouth encircle his dick. His dick started to grow hard as Devon washed his fattening crown with his tongue, causing the head to swell in his mouth. "You gotta nice mouth, man..., take the rest of it in...!" insisted Juno, impatiently. Devon watched cross-eyed as the Puerto-Rican's dick grew longer and harder in his mouth. He stretched his lips to take more in, trying to appease the owner. "Yeeeahhh, just like that..." moaned Juno, resting one hand atop Devon's head while holding his white tee up over his solid stomach with the other. Devon looked up as he stretched his mouth to fit the thick dick. He looked up past Juno's stomach to see the man standing with his eyes closed, his mind imagining a hot chick on the end of his dick. Devon knew he was probably thinking of a woman (perhaps one of the nurses?) as he stretched his mouth midway down the shaft. He covered his teeth with his lips to keep from scratching the surface, using the flat of his tongue to tickle and slither against the underbelly and moisten the skin with his spit. Juno seemed to love the feeling as he continued to moan softly, slowly moving his hips back and forth as he gently drove his dick through the patient's mouth. Used to sucking Theo's thick dick, Devon was able to take a little more than half of Juno's monster rod as the Rican took the young black male by the back of his head and started to fuck his face. "OOoooh yeah, poppo..." he groaned, dipping his knees as he pumped upward into Devon's widely stretched mouth. "...take that dick, man...! Yeah...! Suck it...! Just like that! I KNEW you'd be good at this...!" Devon said nothing as he tried to relax his jaw and go with the flow. Juno tried inching more and more of his thick Rican rod in deeper with every stroke, pressing hard as he tried to get his entire bone down the black man's throat. Devon reached up and held onto Juno's thighs, trying to limit the amount of depth he got in his gagging mouth. Unable to successfully swallow Theo's thick dick, Devon knew the limits of his skill. He wrapped his hand around the big man's thick shaft, then began using it in unison with his mouth, milking the thick rod like a butter churn, bringing the cream to the top. Juno was disappointed that he wouldn't be getting his dick deep throated (believing Devon one of those gay professionals), but he couldn't deny the skill level of the man at his feet, trying to coax the cum from his balls. He was used to women failing to take his dick, crying about how big it was or how much it stretched their mouths and tiny pussies. In fact, it took his wife (Margareta) 3 years to learn how to successfully take his dick regularly. Juno had to invest a lot of precious time (and a wedding ring) to get her to submit, allowing him to ruin the elasticity of her vaginal walls for the chance of becoming his wife. But once he finally got her open enough to take his dick every night, he went hog wild crazy in it and sired 4 children unintentionally. Now at 32 (with four children), he looked for any means possible to get his nut off. Finding weak willed patients willing to sell themselves for a small piece of home or comfort seemed the next best way of getting his rocks off. However, fucking female patients always left the threat of pregnancy (something he couldn't afford to let happen if he wanted to keep his job and his marriage), so males seemed the best option. And while most of the guys Juno talked into taking his dick couldn't cut the mustard, Devon certainly seemed the most capable by far, leaving the orderly to wonder what Devon's other-end could do? Devon quickly stroked Juno's long hard slightly upward curved dick with his fist, while slurping along the top half and head with his hungry mouth. Using plenty of spit as lubricant, his sucked slurped and stroked the fat dick in his hand, milking it like a cow's teat while he sucked for the cream. Glancing upward at the giant standing before him, he kept a keen eye on his every move, watching for any signs that he might be ready to pop. Cupping the big man's balls in his free hand, he gently massaged the hairy orbs while he stroked, feeling the heavy load growing in the nut sac. Juno groaned softly as his balls were being expertly handled, he spread his thighs wider to let Devon get the entire sac in his hand, the large oversized balls spilling out over his palm like a growth. "C'mon man, get that nut...! I've gotta get back to work...!" whispered Juno, aware of how much time he was spending away from the desk. If he didn't put in an appearance soon, Christy (his coworker) would come looking for him, fearful something might have happened to him. "Yeah man, milk that dick...! Suck it! Oh yeah man, you'r good! You must've sucked a lotta dick on the streets before you O.D'd!" Devon froze at the term O.D., knowing it meant he overdosed. Was THAT why he was here in the hospital? Why he was in the psyche ward? Why the police thought he was trying to commit suicide? "Don't stop yet man..., I'm close!" snapped Juno, taking Devon by the back of the head again as he began shoving more thick dick between his lips. Devon resumed milking, churning the mighty foreskin shaft around in his fist while suckling the head. He could taste the orderly's pre-cum, sensing that he was near feeding. Picking up speed, he began to move faster, working the curved dick like a tool as his mouth and hand worked in complete unison. "Shit man..., you'r get'n me REAL close...!" warned the orderly, his stomach starting to breathe in and out as his breathing became harsher and more labored. Devon bobbed faster, sucking slurping and stroking his way up and down the shaft. He could feel the dick beginning to throb in his palm, telling him to suck harder. He licked his tongue along the underbelly, using it to tickle the sensitive head and send the orderly over the top. "Oh fuck man..., HERE I CUM...!!" said the older man, unable to keep his composure as he finally let loose. Devon felt the first burst as the first cum shot exploded from the tip. "AAWWW FUCK...!!" yelled Juno (under his breath), trying to keep his voice down. Devon felt the first explosion blast in his mouth, catching him off guard. Before he could react, another blast exploded in his mouth, sending the second shot directly down his throat. Devon gagged as the cum got caught on the back of his tongue, just as another blast splat against his lips, coating them in white goo. Devon quickly recovered as he licked the spooge away from his lips and took the next blast directly in his mouth. Using his mouth as a sponge, he thoroughly soaked up all the remaining cum from as he milked the throbbing shaft for all it was worth. Juno moaned and groaned in complete and total ecstasy as the sperm was sucked from his body. Once Devon had the massive load collected in his mouth, he sealed his lips shut and swallowed, taking the entire load down in one gulp. "Damn..." glee Juno, as Devon suckled the last of the cum from his flaring dick head. "...that shit was wicked! We gonna hafta hookup again!" "Anytime...!" smiled Devon, looking up from his knees. Juno tucked his shrinking (but still fat) dick back into his uniform pants, then pulled his smokes out of his back pocket. Riffling through, he pulled one single stick from the pack, then handed it to Devon. "Smoke it in good health, hommie!" he joked, lighting it for him. "Thanks!" said Devon, breathing in the first toke and feeling the smoke enter his lungs (making his head woozy). Not really a smoker, he began coughing long before Juno had a chance to exit "Remember..., smoke it in the bathroom by the air vent...!" reminded Juno, heading for the door. "Okay...!" said Devon, covering his mouth to quiet his cough as he took off for the bathroom. Juno quietly closed the door, then headed back to his station. Adjusting his pants to hide what was left of his meaty erection, he knew it was only a matter of time before he went back to check out the patient's other end! ______________________________ Written by: Eugene Marvin [aka] Nphillydogg@aol.com Hit me up at the address above with questions, comments, and suggestions. Or join me on Facebook.com for quicker updates on what I may be working on next.