Date: Wed, 10 Aug 2005 06:41:00 -0500
From: Justin Davis <justin0398@gmail.com>
Subject: Urban Sinners 09 by Justin Davis (M/t, mast, anal)

The following story contains graphic sexual scenes between an older
male and a younger male. If material of this nature offends you then
you should not read this story.  Additionally, if you are under 18
years of age in most states you are not allowed to read this story by
law.

This story is totally a work of fiction and in no way are the actions
of the characters in the story intended to show approval of, or give
sanction to, their actions.

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Urban Sinners # 9
By
Justin Davis


Lamar Johnson looked down at the face of the seventeen-year-old blonde
beneath him and smiled.  The teen's furrowed brow, the tightly closed
eyes, the biting of the lower lip, all were indicators of the
discomfort he was feeling even after all the times before.  Slowly,
Lamar withdrew most of his long, fat, chocolate-colored tube, then
rammed it home again balls deep, prompting the teen to gasp and open
his eyes, reveal his blue orbs, then close them, furrow his brow, and
bite his lower lip again.

There was no need to hurry.  The tall, muscular, pro basketball player
had all evening and he loved to fuck Ricky.  Oh, Lamar had a wife and
kids.  But, nothing was better than a boy's tight ass and he had been
fucking Ricky's now for almost a year.  Again, Lamar withdrew his cock
so that just the head was grasped tightly by the teen's sphincter,
then he plunged it all in again even harder, prompting the teen to cry
out this time.

"I thought that'd get your attention," Lamar said, and snickered.

"Oh please, Lamar!  I can't stand that.  You're just too big to be
that rough!" Ricky complained.

"Now come on, baby!  You been taking my cock up your butt for almost a
year now.  You oughts to be used to it by now," the man replied, and
pushed the teen's feet clear back to his ears.

"Oh shit!" Ricky exclaimed in response, for he knew the huge cock was
going to do even deeper.  "Ahhhhh! Fuck!" Ricky then cried out, as
Lamar made another hard thrust stuffing every inch of the almost
twelve-inch slong into his bottom.

"You know you love it this way," Lamar said, and chuckled.

"Oh no, Lamar!  I really don't!  It's too big!" Ricky whimpered,
prompting the black man to chuckle again.

"Then why is you hard, baby? Why does you cum and cum when I fuck you
this way?"

"I don't know!  I can't help it," the teen replied, again prompting
another chuckle from the man.

"Baby, we's done this dozens of times.  I is gonna fuck yah and I is
gonna make you cum likes I always does.  So, let's cut out the
bullshit and get going.  I even put that special stuff on it this time
so it's gonna take a long time for me to go, baby," the man replied.

"Oh shit no! Oh my God!" Ricky exclaimed, for he knew he was indeed in
for a long fuck and that the head of the huge cock would assault his
prostate and make him cum at least three or four times before the
black man filled his rectum with sperm.

So, as the deep thrusts began all Ricky could do was yelp, then grunt,
and hang on for the long ride that lay ahead.

Of course, what the star basketball player said about fucking Ricky
was true.  He had fucked him dozens of times this way and every time
Ricky would cum and his anal muscles would strangle Lamar's cock.
Naturally, the first time Lamar had fucked Ricky was the hardest, on
Ricky at least.

Lamar had cruised the gay part of town for months and scoped out
dozens of guys.  He had seen a couple of porn films starring Sammy
Case, in his earlier days of porn, and the full rouge-like lips and
smooth features turned Lamar on.  In fact, Sammy looked much like the
boy he had fucked in high school.  So, Lamar had looked and looked.

Then, he came upon Ricky standing near a streetlight with about six
other male teens his age.  Ricky's curly blonde hair and tall, slim,
build were an instant turn on for Lamar and he figured Ricky was just
what he had been looking for, for Ricky looked much like the kid Lamar
had fucked regularly his senior year in high school, and Sammy as
well. In short, although he had had his share of cunt anytime he
wanted it; Lamar had become addicted to white boy pussy.  Now that he
had money he wanted some on a regular basis, maybe forever.

So, as Lamar had pulled his black Jag up to the curb, where Ricky and
the other boys had been standing, he smiled as Ricky headed toward the
car and he pushed the button to lower the passenger side window.

"Oh!  Uh, hey, what's up?" Ricky had said, resting his arms on the
window jam of the door and looking into the car.

"You seemed surprised.  You got a thing against black guys?" Lamar had asked.

"Uh, no. Not really," Ricky had replied.

"Well, get in then.  Let's go for a ride," Lamar had said and smiled,
noticing just the slight feminine tone to Ricky's voice.

For awhile the two had chit chatted as Lamar drove them along, Lamar
probing with his questions.  Ricky had just turned seventeen, was a
student at the local junior college, and he worked part time at a
burger joint.  He didn't like sports but did like music.  Well, some
music anyway.  Eventually, feeling that it was the right time, Lamar
decided to get right to the point.

"So, wadda yah charge?" Lamar asked.

"Uh, you sure you ain't a cop?" Ricky had asked, prompting Lamar to chuckle.

"No, I ain't no cop."

"Okay, then. You can suck me for fifty bucks," Ricky said, prompting
Lamar to roar with laughter.

"Boy, I think you got it all wrong.  I is looking to get sucked!" Lamar said.

"Uh, okay.  It'll cost you a hundred."

"What about if I fuck yah?"

"Uh, I don't do that, anymore," Ricky replied, prompting Lamar to chuckle.

"Why?"

"I don't like it, that's all."

"So, you have done it?"

"Yeah, a few times."

"With who?"

"Uh, it was a guy I was living with for awhile, an older guy.  I don't
like to talk about it.

"So you're gay then?"

"Uh, yeah."

"Did you fuck him?"

"Who?"

"The older guy."

"No!  Look, I don't like to talk about it."

"One thousand!" Lamar said.

"Huh?"

"One thousand to fuck your butt."

"No!  I don't do that anymore!"

"You just never been fucked right.  Two thousand!"

"Ohhhhhh!" Ricky moaned.  "Really, I just don't like it."

"How many times that guy fuck your butt?"

"Uh, maybe three or four.  I don't know.  I told yah, I don't like to
talk about it."

"Three thousand to fuck that white ass of yours!"

"Oh God!  I just can't, mister!"

"Five thousand, and my name's Lamar.  That's my last offer!"

"Oh geez!  I guess!" Ricky had said, giving in to the thought of more
money at one time than he had ever had in his young life.

Not much else was said during the rest of the drive to Lamar's secret
condo.  However, Lamar did get a charge out of the fact that the teen
was obviously fidgeting nervously in the seat next to him.

Of course, Ricky was duly impressed with Lamar's secret hideaway and
he had made all over the furnishings and the view.  Naturally, Lamar
had chuckled because the kid was obviously just a tad short of being a
"real queen."

"Okay, take um off.  I wants to see what I'm gettin for my money," Lamar said.

"Huh?"

"Strip!  I wanna see what you look like without dem clothes," Lamar replied.

"Oh geez!" Ricky exclaimed, and sat down on the couch and began to
untie the laces of his trainers.

"Not bad!" Lamar commented, when Ricky was eventually standing before
him naked, for instantly he loved Ricky's long legs, wasp waist, and
soft features.  "Not a bad cock either, for a white boy," Lamar added,
noting that Ricky's flaccid penis was way bigger than average.

"Thanks!" Ricky had said, and covered his genitals with his hands,
prompting Lamar to chuckle.

"Now, turn around and let me see your ass," Lamar said.

Ricky did as he was told.

"Bend over and touch your toes," Lamar commanded.

Ricky again did as he was told and immediately Lamar smiled when the
teen's butt crack opened up and revealed his pucker, for obviously he
had been fucked more than just three or four times.

"Alright!  You looks good enough.  Now, it's time for me to show you
what you is gettin," Lamar said, and began to unbutton his shirt.

Ricky had watched as the black man stripped and he had been very
impressed by the man's muscular features, never seeing an abdomen that
seemed to be as ripped as Lamar's was.  However, when Lamar turned his
back to Ricky and shucked off his boxers and then turned back around
things changed.

"Oh no!  Oh fucking God no!" Ricky had exclaimed, having never seen a
flaccid cock that big in his life, and prompting Lamar to laugh at the
teen's reaction.

"What's the matter, girl?  You don't like Lamar's meat?" Lamar asked,
placing his hands on his hips.

"It's so big!  I can't!" Ricky said, shaking his head from side to
side and staring at the giant, flaccid, penis.

"I figured we'd get to this point," Lamar said, and reached into the
pocket of his pants.  "Here!  You can pull one of um out and suck me
or you can have the whole stack.  Your choice," Lamar said, and tossed
the bound stack of 50 one hundred-dollar bills on a table nearby.

"Oh God!  Really, I just can't.  It'll kill me!" Ricky replied,
prompting Lamar to burst out laughing.

"No, it ain't gonna kill you.  Other guys has been fucked with my cock
and none of um died.  And, you been fucked more than you said you had.
 Ain't no need lying about it.  You just ain't been fucked with
anything like this," Lamar said, and grabbed hold of his cock and
shook it at Ricky then started stroking it.

"Oh please!  Oh my God!" Ricky exclaimed, as the chocolate-colored
tube began to grow and lengthen.

"Come on, boy!  I ain't got all night.  Now, is you gonna let me fuck
yah or not?  If you is, follow me to the bedroom," Lamar said.

In response, Ricky let out a low moan and nodded his head that he
would.  Then, he had followed the black man to the bedroom and moaned
again as he got up onto the king -sized bed.

Mercifully, for Ricky, that first fuck hadn't lasted very long, for
Lamar hadn't fucked his wife in some time, and fortunately, for the
neighbors, the condo complex was very well sound proofed.

Lamar had initially fucked Ricky head down and butt up and Ricky had
screamed at the top of his lungs as the head of the huge cock had
entered him and wailed like the siren on an EMS truck as Lamar feed
him all of his impressive black sausage.  Then, Lamar had flipped
Ricky on his side and finished fucking him that way, Ricky sobbing
with relief when he felt the black man's sperm gush into his insides.

"Here!" Lamar had said, tossing a key onto the bed as Ricky lay upon
the bed wiping the tears from his eyes and still sniffing from his
ordeal.

"What's that?" Ricky had asked, looking at the key lying upon the sheets.

"It's the key to this place.  I want you to move in and stay here,"
Lamar had replied.

"I can't do that," Ricky had said, and sniffed again.

"Look!  I want your white ass for me.  Five thousand every time I fuck
it and you gets to live here rent-free.  So, if I fucks yah three
times in a week that's fifteen thousand.  You interested?"

"No!" Ricky had replied, fingering his dilated and sore hole that
still had cum leaking from it.

"Why not?"

"You're too big damn it!" Ricky had sobbed in response, prompting
Lamar to chuckle.

"Look, white boy!  That last sugar daddy you had can't even come close
to what I can do for you.  Alls you gotta do is save that nice tight
ass of yours for me and give it up when I want it.  You is gonna be
one rich little mother fucker if you does," Lamar had said.

"But it hurts!" Ricky replied, wiping a tear from his cheek.

"Look, no pain no gain, kid!  Now, pick up that key and be a rich
white boy," Lamar had responded.

Of course, Ricky had picked up the key.

Now, as the electric shock waves coursed through his body and got
stronger and stronger, those first times were many months behind, even
though Lamar's cock still filled Ricky so full it felt as though he
was getting fucked under his navel.

"You fixin to cum ain't you, baby?" Lamar asked, and smiled down at
Ricky as he thrust away.

"Oh yes!" Ricky replied almost breathlessly.

"Well, here goes then!" Lamar replied, and began to rabbit fuck Ricky's butt.

"Ahhhhhhh! Arrrrrrgggggghhhhhh!" Ricky cried out in response, for now
the huge head of Lamar's cock was assaulting his prostate at lighting
speed.

"Cum for me, baby!  Come for me girl!  Do it, girl! Do it!" Lamar
exclaimed, his groin violently smacking Ricky's upturned butt cheeks.

Almost immediately, there was a gasp, as if Ricky was trying to draw
all of the air out of the room.  Then, he howled at the ceiling as he
had an orgasm so powerful his toes curled almost to the breaking point
and cum spewed out of his hard cock with such force it went all over
his chin and upper chest.

Three more times, before it was all over and Lamar filled his butt
with sperm, Ricky would cum.  Lamar would fuck him in every position
possible and he would be totally exhausted after it was all over.

"Why don't you spend the night tonight?" Ricky asked, as he lay upon
his side with Lamar's still softening cock inside him.

"Why do you always ask dat?  You knows I can't."

"I know.  I was just hoping you would."

"Hadn't I done everything for you I said I would?"

"Yes!  It's just that I feel so empty when you leave," Ricky said,
prompting Lamar to chuckle.

"You wants me to get you a fake cock to stick up there while I'm not
around?" Lamar asked, then chuckled again.

"No!  It's not that kind of empty.  It's just that, well, I don't know."

"Look, I gots to go!"

"Lamar, would you like me better if I were a girl?"

"Fuck no!"

"Tell me why you like me, then."

"Oh fuck!  You gonna make me do that again?"

"Please, before you go."

"Look, I done told yah a thousand times!  I likes yo long legs, I
likes the way you talk and walk, I likes the fact that you're almost
like a girl but ain't, and I likes your tight ass!  Look, I loves yo
white ass as much as I can," Lamar replied, and pulled Ricky a little
tighter to him.

Later, after Lamar had gone, Ricky sat in the soothing waters of the
huge, sunken, whirlpool tub in the master bath with his legs spread,
letting the swirling water sooth his sore hole. From past experience,
Ricky knew it would take a couple of days for the soreness to
disappear after one of Lamar's torrid fucks.

Even though he felt abandoned for the moment, Ricky knew Lamar was
right.  There was no way the famous basketball star could ever do
anything that would expose their relationship and compromise his
future.  After all, Lamar had made good on all his promises and then
some.

Already, Ricky had over two hundred thousand in savings in the bank, a
red Corvette that Lamar had bought him, clothes like he had never
dreamed of wearing, a wonderful place to live, and a secret trust fund
that Lamar had set up for him that guaranteed Ricky would be a
millionaire by the time he was in his mid-twenties.

So, as he reached for the soap Ricky sighed and realized, once again,
that he would just have to be satisfied with being Lamar's own special
white boy in a way that would always have to be a secret that neither
of them could ever tell anyone else about.

The End