Date: Thu, 27 Apr 2017 22:16:04 -0700
From: Emile Ochoa <emileochoa@gmail.com>
Subject: He Gave Me That D Again (Part 2)

The following story is a work of fiction and contains sexual situations
between males. "He Gave Me That D Again" copyright  © 2017 Emile Ochoa. This
is Part 2 to "He Gave Me That D"

He Gave Me That D Again
by: Emile Ochoa

"Bitch," Alejandro laughed as he shoved me playfully.

"I ain't no bitch... bitch," I tried to shove him back, but he blocked me and
wrestled me into a headlock.

"You a bitch now," he dragged me toward the bed and tossed me.

I was barely on his bed before he was on me, turning me about, and pulling
at my belt... my jeans... my underwear. My dick was hard. Precome was already
forming in a glob in my piss hole and we hadn't even done anything real
yet, but I wanted it... I was going to get it... and that was enough to make me
hot and make my back door pussy quiver, but before I get you up, let me
take things back a little bit...

I was home. I was horny. I was thinking about how Alejandro fucked me, how
good it felt being sweating and panting, and feeling like I was about to
pass out because my virgin hole was being ferociously stretched,
aggressively beaten, and savagely manhandled by nine inches of fuck meat. I
remembered how he did me raw, in my room while everybody else partied
downstairs.

I liked being fucked up my ass for real. I liked the way Alejandro fucked
me up the ass. He had my legs, last time, bent over his arms; on either
side of him. My ass was up off the bed and so was part of my back. His dick
was in perfect line with the crack of my ass. He fucked me hard and fast,
slamming against me, and making his dick disappear deep inside my tight,
little butt hole. It hurts so good. I remembered all of that. I wanted it
again.

I called Alejandro. He was home. Ten minutes later I was on the train
headed over there. Twenty minutes later, I was at the building, buzzed in,
and on my way up the stairs...third floor... apartment 3C; Alejandro's,
mother's apartment, but he still lived there with his mom, little brother,
and sister. None of them were home as far as I knew. If they were... it
wouldn't matter, I was still going over there to get that D. I was horny... I
wanted to fuck... I wanted Alejandro to fuck me.

I wore the white, skinny jeans I cut up myself, that exposed my legs
through frayed holes, sagging so that my ass showed some in my underwear. I
had on pink and grey, striped, boxer briefs, a white, fitted Tee, and my
sneakers. I wanted to look good. My hair was done, but I wore my black,
Yankees cap with the white, stitched logo anyway. My ass looked good... my
dick was a little hard and slightly noticeable. My body wanted dick... I
needed dick... I needed Alejandro's dick.

I walked to the apartment. The door was unlocked and cracked open. I walked
in, closed it, locked it, and went down the hall. Alejandro's room was in
the back. He was in there, music going, licking a blunt. He smoked
occasionally, and I guessed it was one of those occasions. He looked up
when I pushed the door open more and went in.

"Yo," I said, walking in and pushing the door closed. Alejandro looked up
at me.

"What's up?" He nodded.

"Nothing, chilling," I went over to the bed and got comfortable, watching
Alejandro and looking him over.

He was wearing his Chicago Bulls, basketball shorts and nothing else; not
even underwear. It was obvious from the way his dick was perfectly outlined
in his shorts. I glanced at it a few times... more than a few times. I stared
at it... the way it poked out and dangled between his legs, perfectly
outlined through the black, nylon fabric. My ass remembered it, my hole
twitched like I had a nervous tick or something. Damn... it was hungry and
needed to get fed.

Alejandro lit his blunt, took a strong pull and blew smoke out his mouth.
He looked at me smirking and staring. I got up when he passed me the blunt.
I wasn't a real smoker, but I tried it before. I took a pull, coughed a
little, and gave it back. Alejandro smiled, took a few more pulls, and went
over to the door. He pushed it completely closed.

His back was strong looking. He turned back around and all I could do was
stare at his bare chest, his tattoos, and them nipples, hard and poking out
from his pecs. His stomach was flat, decently cut, and waiting to be
licked. I wanted to lick him all up and down his body. The more I checked
him out, the more I was wet for him and not just in my mouth either.

"So what's good?" He came over closer to me. "You ready for this dick?" He
shook it. "This what you want, this what you came for?" He squeezed it... he
shook it... he teased me.

He was smirking and smoking the whole time. I rolled my eyes and laughed
some, but I kept watching him squeezing and shaking his dick at me. He
lowered the front of his shorts, whipped it out real quick, and hid it away
just as fast. He got closer and grabbed me by my hair. He was smiling like
he was about to get up to something, yanking my head back and forth by my
hair.

"Yo, chill," I told him. He just laughed.

Alejandro pulled me to his chest and held the back of my head there. I
kissed his chest and licked it. I licked his chest and tongue teased his
left nipple. I tongue teased his left nipple and then bit it... sucked it...
licked it again and across to the other side. I went down his body,
licking, sucking, and nipping my way down his stomach to the waist band of
his shorts. I went to pull them down, but he stopped me.

"Not yet," he blew smoke in my face.

"Why not?"

"Beg for it," he smiled devilishly.

"No," I said it like a little bitch ass.

"Bitch," he laughed as he shoved me playfully.

"I ain't no bitch... bitch," I tried to shove him back, but he blocked me and
wrestled me into a headlock.

"You a bitch now," he dragged me toward the bed and tossed me. "Now you
going to get this dick," he pulled me toward his body and pushed his crotch
in my face. He wiggled around, rolled his hips, making his dick slap me.
"Yeah... little bitch like that big dick, don't you?"

"I ain't a bitch," I pulled away some and smirked.

"Yes you are, get back in there... bitch," he yanked me down again, forcing
my face deep into his crotch. "Little bitch," he laughed some, roughly...
aggressively rubbing my face against his crotch.

I was getting turned on. His dick was partially hard. He slapped me with
it... he beat my face with it, teasing me, and making me want it that much
more. His scent was strong, like he just fucked ten minutes ago. The
tartness hit my palate and made me salivate. He shoved me away just when I
had my mouth on his dick head, about to suck on it through his shorts. I
was about to taste that wet spot on his shorts; that wet, tangy, sweet
precome spot. He pushed me back. Damn...

I was barely on his bed before he was on me, turning me about, and pulling
at my belt... my jeans... my underwear. My dick was hard. Precome was already
forming in a glob in my piss hole and we hadn't even done anything real
yet, but I wanted it... I was going to get it... and that was enough to get me
hot and make my back door pussy quiver.

"You like that don't you?" Alejandro whispered in my ear.

He was on me, grinding his crotch hard against my ass, pressing deep
against me, and rolling his hips so I felt his dick all up against me. He
squirmed against me. My underwear was still up, but they were fitted, so I
easily felt every part of him as he moved. I perked my ass up like a cat in
heat. I wanted him in me fucking badly.

"Wet my dick," He got up.

I turned around, he pulled me up, and lowered his shorts. He stood in front
of me. His dick jutted out, precome slowly oozing down in a stringy drip.
Alejandro yanked me by the hair and I didn't resist it. I opened my mouth
wide and parked my lips over his swollen head, vacuum sealing that shit,
and tasting the dribbles of precome that kept oozing out on my tongue. It
swelled in my mouth like his shaft did. I went down on it slowly, pulling
in inch after inch after inch until I got it all. I sucked his dick... damn,
did I suck Alejandro's dick.

"Unh, yeah, suck that big dick... yeah suck it hard, swallow that shit," he
pushed it all the way in.

I gagged, but he held my head in place. I couldn't move and I loved it. I
coughed when he let me go. My eyes teared up some. Alejandro shoved me back
again and lifted my legs. He pulled off my jeans, tossed them aside
somewhere. I took off my shirt and threw it, huffing and panting because I
knew I was about to get it and get it good... real good.

"Turn over," he said. I did.

He grabbed my ass and massaged it a little before pulling my underwear down
around my knees. I instinctively spread my legs apart some. I was ready for
his dick. I thought he was about to put it in, but then he did something I
didn't expect...

"Unh," I whined and panted hard the minute I felt his tongue around and on
my hole.

His mouth was on me, his tongue licked... lapped... licked... and lapped my hole
into submission. He was eating me out. He was eating me out like he was
eating a girl out. I moaned, groaned, whimpered, and moaned some more. It
felt good. He was eating me out real. Alejandro fucking had me. He slowly
licked me from my hole, up my crack and the middle of my lower back, up my
spine, to my neck. He kissed the side of my neck.

"I'ma fuck you good," he whispered. He pushed his left forearm into my
back, holding me in place, spit and rubbed his dick and...

"Aghhh, unh, unh... fuck, aghhh," I groaned with a quivering, high pitched
voice as his swollen dick head stretched my hole open and he pushed that
nine inch, nineteen year old, thick, Latino dick inside my wanting... my
willing, sixteen year old, tight, male pussy.

"Ssshhh... not yet, you haven't gotten it yet, but you about to," he
whispered with an intense tone in his voice. He pushed his dick deeper and
deeper inside my hole. He pulled back and slammed his body hard against my
ass.

"Unh!" I screamed. He pulled back and slammed me again. "Aghhh!" Again.
"Unh!" Again. "Aghhh... aghhh... unh, unh, unh..." I whined... moaned... whined
louder... moaned louder.

"Whose pussy is it, huh... whose pussy is it?" He pushed in deep, starting to
fuck me in a real good way, in a real good rhythm. "Whose pussy is it?"
Hard push in.

"Unh... unh... yours... unh...unh," I moaned and groaned. He had me face down, on
the bed.

My ass was getting it good again. Alejandro was pressed up against me,
pinning me between his body and the bed; his hands wrapped up in mine as he
did me the way he knew I needed to be done. He had that nine inch, thick,
swollen dick between my ass cheeks, inside my hole, stretching it open,
pounding it sore, smashing it... smashing it... smashing...

"Unh, unh, unh... huh, unh, unh... aghhh, unh..." I whined.

There was nothing I could do. He made me take it. Our bodies were hot,
getting sweaty, and smelling more and more like sex. My eyes were closed.
Alejandro kissed and bit my neck. He wanted to fuck me as much as I wanted
him to fuck me... and fuck me good.

"Ughh, ughh... ughh,"  Alejandro grunted forcefully.

He slammed against my as hard each time ramming my hole...smashing it and
sending electric jolts up my spine. It felt good... it hurt... it hurt so damn
good. I wanted to scream, I wanted to whimper, whine, and cry... I wanted him
to keep going...

"Aghhh fuck... unh, unh, unh... unh fuck me, unh!"

"Hhmm... ugh... ugh... ugh..." Alejandro grunted hard. "You want it? You want it?"
He moved faster... went deeper in a precise rhythm and flow.

He was so deep in me that I thought his balls were going to be inside me
too. His dick head prodded my intestines, I felt it in my stomach. My balls
were heavy with come building up, my dick swollen and pulsing under me, was
begging for release. Then... he stopped and kissed the side of my neck.

"Get up," he slid his dick all the way out.

I felt my hole pucker up and kiss the head as it popped out. Alejandro
grabbed me and brought me over to the chesser drawer. He turned me to face
it. I put my hands against it, but it didn't help steady my quivering legs
and weak knees when that big, fucking dick pushed inside my hole again.
Alejandro pressed against me, entwined his hands with mine in a real tight
grip and rocked back and forth. I felt him... every part of him as his whole
dick rubbed my boy pussy walls.

"Give it to me... unh, fuck me, fuck me... unh... unh," I whined and groaned.

"Take that dick, take it... take it... yeah, grip it... ooh. Ssss, fuck, unh...
unh... unh," Alejandro grunted.

His breathing was hard. His fucking was harder. We rocked the chesser
drawer so much, banging against it, that we knocked shit over on the floor.
>From the other side of the door it probably sounded like we were fighting,
but we weren't. I pushed my ass back against him. I wasn't trying to not
get that D... hell no, I wanted it. I twerked on it. If there was anything
better than a big, juicy, Latino dick, I didn't know about it. I didn't
want to know about it, not in that moment.

"Aghhh," I groaned loudly. Alejandro had yanked me by the hair, snapping my
head back, holding me while he did me however he wanted to.

"Unh, yeah," I panted.

"Move back some," he slapped my ass and pulled me back with him, his dick
still swollen inside me.

I gripped the dresser, arms stretched out. He had me by the hair again with
his right hand, his left was on my waist, gripping me tightly. I was bent
over some, my back arched, getting the fuck of a lifetime. I thought my
first time was good, but the second time... the second time was...

"Ow, fuck... fuck! Fuck! Aghhh... unh, unh," I yelled.

I couldn't help it, Alejandro wasn't just fucking me, he was pounding
me...smashing me raw... hard... without mercy. Fuck... he had no mercy. I swear... el
devastado agujero como él asesinó el coño, for real. If I could walk right
after he was done with me, was up in the air just like my ass was because
Alejandro had me pulled up on my tippy toes. Both hands gripped my waist so
he had a perfect hold of me to go wild. He did go wild. Alejandro slammed
into me so hard and fast... hard... fast... harder and faster, slapping my ass
with the front of his thighs and crotch, and that sound again... that hot,
sweaty, girl getting her big ass slapped in a porno sound... we made it
happen again...

"Oh... Ssss... yeah... you like that? It feels good right? Unh... unh... fuck... fuck
your pussy, aghhh... unh," Alejandro was fully up in me.

My body tensed up. He was hitting it hard. I couldn't stop shaking. The
chesser rattled back and forth. My balls were real tight. Precome oozed out
from my dick head, all over the floor. I felt it forming in my piss hole
and when it slid out because my dick throbbed. It was so swollen, it hurt
and I knew it was about that time. I was going to come. I breathed hard,
panted even harder. I was dizzy... a little lightheaded and feeling every
thrust Alejandro gave me.

"Oh fuck... fuck... fuck... I'ma bust... I'ma nut... unh, unh, aghhh!" Alejandro
slammed into my ass. He rolled his hips around as he came... once... twice... a
third time... I lost it.

He held me tight by the waist, not letting me move as he unloaded his baby
batter. If I was the kind of bitch that had a womb, I'da been impregnated,
but that wasn't the case. I was just a back door bitch with a well worked
ass and wet hole, well coated with come.

"Damn," he breathed hard. He panted and tried to catch his breath, his dick
still inside me.

Alejandro pulled me over toward his bed, navigating with me on his dick.
His grip was still tight around my waist, he steered me in place, bent over
his bed so he could fuck me again. He slid his dick out. My hole was open.
I felt it just like I felt his come slide out when it puckered. He wiped it
up with his dick head and put all of it inside again. Alejandro rolled his
hips, slowly going back and forth... back... and forth... and back, forth back,
forth, back... and forth, working up into a steady rythm again.

I couldn't handle it. My body convulsed in pleasure. My hole was seizing.
It was too much to take and not come. He knew how to make me come and
fucked my already abused hole until I came. It all built up to a point of
aching and hurting like I had blue balls. Alejandro wouldn't let me jerk
off either to speed up the release, no matter how much I begged him.  He
held my arms back and just fucked me. He... fucked... me...

"Unh... unh... unh... aghhh! Oh, ooh... fuck!" I was loud. I got this wave feeling
in my balls, in my shaft like I was about to piss real hard, but it wasn't
piss. "Unh!" I yelled out.

Alejandro slammed into me right at the second my piss hole blew open hard,
and spit line after spit line of come spurted out. It wouldn't stop flying
out. I couldn't hold it in, it just... kept... spurting...

"Unh!" I groaned. Alejandro slammed into me. I came again. "Unh!" Again.
"Unh!" Again.

I came until I couldn't anymore and my quivering body fell weak. Alejandro
supported my dead weight by my arms as I sat on his dick still, dangling
ftom it while trying to breath and not fall off of it. He finally let me go
and I fell toward the bed, sliding off his dick as I collapsed. My hole
drooled. I panted hard. Alejandro lit his blunt and blew smoke from his
mouth. I smelled it.

"I give you that D like nobody else can," he rubbed my ass. I couldn't
speak. "I fuck you right Daaron... remember that," he told me. I wasn't about
to disagree.

*The End*

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