Date: Tue, 7 Feb 2006 11:13:36 EST
From: NPhillydogg@aol.com
Subject: PRECTINCT TWENTY THREE -PT4

Precinct Twenty-Three /pt-4
REPEAT

 Off duty officer Jake Valentine tossed and turned in bed endlessly after
his alley encounter with a transvestite hooker. He knew the incident was
none his own doing, as he was duped into believing that the prostitute
was female. His partner (Bruce Gardner) set him up, tricking him into
letting the she-male suck him off in a quick encounter. Gardner later
admitted that the girl was male, and convinced an angry Valentine that it
was all done in good fun. That every cop is hazed by his partner as a
form of initiation of some sort. Valentine felt a little better when
Gardner promised not to tell anyone, but had been having weird dreams
ever since.
 He awoke in bed with a hardon, and no outlet. He lived alone, and his
girlfriend was very rigid about having pre-marital sex. Luckily Jake kept
a bottle of hand lotion beside the bed for just such occasions. He squirt
a generous amount into his palm, and began lathering it up and down the
length of his erection. He thought of his girlfriend Kelley, her tall
slender body, her firm perky breasts, her trimmed pubic hair which she
kept closely shaved around her vagina area. Jake thought about the last
time he tasted her. She was laying back in his bed with her legs spread
as he tickled her with his tongue before diving in. He molded his mouth
to her clit, and started licking. Kelley always enjoyed his oral love
making, despite her lack of enthusiasm when it came to his pleasures. She
thought of sex as more a chore, no different from having to cook or
balance her check book. Jake had been sexually unsatisfied ever since
meeting her, but she came from a highly prominent family. He father was
the Commissioner Of Police, HE was the sole reason for Jake joining the
force.

 Jake stroked his limp dick, but soon realized that thinking of Kelley
did little to nothing in making his penis grow. So his mind switched over
to his most recent sexual experience, the one involving the
trannsy-hooker. His Dick grew immediately when he thought about the way
she devoured his meat, taking his stiff standing erection all the way
down to the balls.
 Jake felt his cock pulse in his hand, then felt the cum shoot out of his
dick and splatter all over his chest and stomach. He took a moment to
recover, then wiped his torso clean with the "cum-rag" he keeps beside
the bed before taking another moment to wonder; "what was THAT all
about?"


CENTRAL HIGH

"Malik! Hey Malik!" called 15 year old Louis Carter from down the other
end of the school hall. Malik Laury (aka Malik Jones, an undercover nark
in the public school system) stopped and turn towards his new found
friend. "Hey man, I've been looking all over for you. Where you been? I
ain't seen you since...well, you know."
 Malik looked around disturbingly. He knew exactly what Louis meant.

"I've been...busy." he said, having taken a few days off to collect
himself after his anal rape at Louis' cousin's drug house he infiltrated
as a teen smuggler. He'd spent weeks on this project, trying to get in
tight with the school kids to find out who amongst them were the ones
dealing to the children. There were reports of a deadly new product on
the streets which was known to drive people crazy sexually. Several kids
had gotten hold of this drug, and seriously hurt a young girl after they
gang raped her over and over. Another incident occurred when a 17 year
old boy raped his mother and father after taking the drug. Malik was sent
in undercover to find the dealers, and then the source.

"Busy?" asked Louis, skeptically. He saw Malik getting his ass fucked by
one of his cousin's drug dealing friends back at the house they smuggled
for. Louis was only spared because of his cousin, but Malik didn't have
such protection. He spent several days coming to terms with what happened
to him. "You been back to the house?"

"Fuck NO!" said Malik, walking to his next class as Louis followed.

"Why not? Didn't you like the money you made? DID you get your girlfriend
that gift you wanted for her birthday?"

"Yeah, I liked the money, and yeah, she liked the gift (lied Malik, as
there was no "girlfriend"). But I ain't trying to go there and get my ass
fucked by those fag dealers just to make a few extra bucks!" whispered
Malik firmly, trying to make sure none of the wandering students over
heard them.

"But where else could you make this kind of easy money?" asked Louis.

"Easy for YOU to say!" responded Malik. "It wasn't your asshole being
fucked!"

"My cousin said they only did that cause you were new. He said they
didn't know if you were holding out on them or not. He said it wouldn't
happen again."
 Malik was lost. He knew he had a job to do as an officer, but he
couldn't bring himself to go back there. Not after what happened to him.
How would he explain getting butt fucked to his peers and superiors? He
didn't want something like this to blemish his 5 years on the force.
"They're looking for me to do another "run" tonight, and they're looking
for me to bring a friend. You interested, or are you gonna back out like
Dennis did?"

 Police had been on high alert to get this new drug (which spread faster
than Crack Cocaine) off the streets before it got out of hand, but police
was baffled wondering how the drug was spreading so quickly throughout
the city without passing through any of the known corridors. No one would
ever have suspected teenagers hiding the growing drug supplies in their
assholes. Why would they look for school children when they had a yard
full of convicted dealers to interrogate? But Malik had actually found
the trafficking source, only to find himself in an impossible position of
trying to keep it secret to keep from having to reveal his rape.

"You said your cousin said they won't...fuck me, again?" asked Malik,
rightfully concerned for his anal safety. Louis assured Malik his anus
would remain intact. "Yeah...yeah, okay..." he said reluctantly after
some careful thought. He was an officer after all, he took an oath, and
he had a job to do. "...I'll do it."



PRECINCT-23

 Jake Valentine walked in for his shift. He was dressed in plain clothes,
with his crisp new uniform laying over his back wrapped in plastic and
held by coat hanger. He spoke to the desk sergeant, then entered the
locker room to change when he quickly over heard the tail in of a
conversation involving him.

"So how's the new rookie take it?" asked one of the fellow officers,
-Whitman.

"He tried to be all muncho about it, but I could tell it fucked him up!"
laughed Gardner.

"I LOVE fucking with the new rookies, they're so stupid!" laughed another
officer, -Cooper.

"Can he be trusted?" asked officer Blake, slamming his locker door.

"I don't know yet. He's yellow. You never know which way they'll go."
said Gardner.
 Everyone got quiet just as Jake came into view. He nodded his head to
the officers, and sat his back pack on the bench to open his locker. He
felt a strange tension in the air, as if he'd walked in on some secret
meeting. He couldn't help but notice the other officers avoiding eye
contact as they dressed and donned their weapons. Even Gardner was acting
strange, concentrating more on untying and retying his shoes than
greeting his partner.

"Sup, Bruce?" he said, trying to ascertain what was going on.

"Hey, kid." was all the response he got, certifying the awkward feelings
he had.
 Jake decided it best he dressed quickly, to leave the officers to finish
whatever conversation they were having before he arrived. He unlatched
his locker and pulled it open. The room got extremely quiet as the cops
waited with baited breath as Jake pulled the metal door open to reveal
someone hidden inside, staring back at him. He jumped back in surprise,
letting out a shock yell as he slammed the door shut. The other officers
all laughed out loud as Jake slowly realized it had been a joke. He
reopened the locker to find the person hidden inside was a blow up doll.
She was white with a blonde wig and lips stick painted around her oval
lips. Jake gave a slight smile from embarrassment as he pulled the doll
from his locker. She was wearing real panties and a tapped on bra with
two socks stuffed inside the cups. Jake noticed the doll's plastic chest
had hair painted on it by the manufacturer. Then he noticed that the
panties were poking outward, hiding a large 8 inch dildo. A note taped to
her belly read; "we heard you like the she-males." Jake threw the doll on
the floor in anger.

"Hey! That's no way to treat a lady! Even if she's got a beard and chest
hair!" laughed Cooper, picking up the doll and handing it back to Jake.

"No thanks. YOU keep it." said Jake, turning back to his locker.

"But we heard this is what you GO for." laughed Cooper. "Aww, OH, I GET
IT...she's not black! You like the BLACK ones! We got the wrong doll
fellas! He likes the ones with the really BIG dicks!" joked Cooper,
obnoxiously. "Well, THIS one'll have to do until you can get back to you
black Barbie doll hooker -Peaches!" added Cooper, ripping off the dildo
and tossing it at Jake's feet. Jake kicked it back across to Cooper.

"Get that from your own personal collection, did you?" he asked,
unbuttoning his shirt.

"What's THAT supposed to mean?" asked Cooper, insulted.

"Give it a rest, Alan." snickered Gardner, getting up from the bench as
he slammed his locker shut.

"No! If this pansy ass has something to say, he needs to SAY IT!" yelled
Cooper, angrily. Jake merely removed his shirt and hung it up neatly in
his locker, then started undoing his pants in silence. "Fucking FAG!"
responded Cooper, trying to rowel Jake up.

"Let's GO." said Whitman, sheathing his gun as he walked out, followed by
Blake and his partner. Cooper stood there for a few seconds as he got
control of himself. He pointed at Jake threateningly, then followed his
partner out.

"Meet you in the car." was all Gardner said, leaving Jake alone to dress.



CENTRAL

 Malik looked up from his text book, staring at the clock on the wall. It
was well after lunch, going into last period classes and he knew he had
to check in with his superiors. He raised his hand, signaling for the
teacher's attention. When she acknowledged him, he asked to be excused to
use the boys room. Grabbing the "hall pass" off her desk, and made his
way around to his pre-arranged rendezvous. He walked into the boys room,
to find two teenagers hanging out smoking cigarettes. Malik knew the kids
shouldn't be there, but knew they would hardly listen to another student
if asked to leave. He disappeared into one of the bathroom stalls, and
waited. About a minute later, her heard the boys room door open.

"What are you kids doing in here?" he heard an older voice question. The
two teenagers jumped in shock, tossed their smokes, then walked quickly
out of the room. "Get back to class!" yelled the voice. When Malik heard
the door slam shut, he emerged from the stall. "Anything...?" asked a
school attendant, another undercover officer poising as an employee.
 Malik thought for a moment as he walked over to the sinks to wash his
hands as a stall tactic. "You know McConnell's busting our asses to come
up with something. None of the staff seems to know a thing about
anything, it's amazing how dumb some of these teachers are. These kids
get away with murder!"

 'Tell me about it', -thought Malik.
"No. I haven't come across anything concrete yet." he lied as he rubbed
his soapy hands together.

"But you have a lead?" asked the attendant.

"I, uh...have a teen friend who claims he knows something. But I,
uh...haven't checked into it yet."

"Want to report it to McConnell? Do you need a wire?"

"No!" said Malik, sounding more alarmed then he intended. "I, uh...don't
want to risk it, incase it turns out to be a false claim. I wouldn't want
to blow my cover this early in the game." he said convincingly. The last
thing he needed was to have one of the drug dealers mention something
about fucking him on tape. He would never live something like that down.

"Understood. What does he claim to know?" asked the attendant/officer.
But before Malik could say anything further, they heard the boys room
door open. A teen boy came in, pausing at the door when he saw the school
attendant. Malik finished washing his hands and quickly left. "And if I
catch you in here smoking again, it'd detention for a week!" yelled the
man, turning his attention to the new student. "Where's your hall pass?"

 At 3pm the bell rung. Malik was in his last class, hesitating in his
seat as all the other students got up and headed for the door. Malik knew
what was in stored for him. He knew Louis would be outside on school
grounds waiting for him, waiting to take him somewhere where he would be
fitted to smuggle drugs. Malik knew he already knew enough information to
stop it, to call in for reinforcements and bust the lid off this whole
sex rape drug fiasco, but didn't know how to reveal that information
without exposing himself to what the drug dealers did to him afterwards.
He had to find away to tell his superiors without exposing his rape.

"Man, what took you so long? I thought you chickened out on me or
something!" said Louis, happy to see his friend.

"Let's just get this over with!" said Malik, ready to face the music.
 They took the bus down to Ogontz and Drumming, a popular area known for
its dugs use, and the very first site where Tempest Williams opened his
first drug house. Louis took Malik down a narrow alley, and into the well
of a back entrance of the old run down house. He knocked on a big wooden
door in code. Someone opened it, allowing two other teens to exit before
letting Malik and Louis enter.

"Go to the back." ordered the hard dealer at the door. The two high
schoolers walked inside, coming to a room where they were patted and
searched as a precaution. They were handed back their back packs, then
sent to another room which was filled with about 20 other teenagers. All
waiting to be processed for smuggling. Malik thought back to last week
and how he and Louis were douched, and fitted for the smuggling balls. He
could already feel his asshole throbbing in protest.

"Damn..." he whispered, surprised by the number of teens looking to make
some quick cash. "Are all these guys here for the same reason?"

"Yeah." smiled Louis. "I told you it was easy money."

"But I didn't know it was so big." whispered Malik. "How many kids you
think they got running orders from here?"

"Who knows? About a hundred, maybe?" guessed Louis. Malik felt sickened
when he noticed that some of the kids were elementary school age. Malik
recalled how strenuous it felt taking 10 hallow metal balls filled with
drugs into his anus. He nearly passed out from the initial pain when the
first ball was inserted, ripping open his tightly sealed never been
touched before hole. As an adult male with a higher threshold for pain,
he couldn't imagine having small children enduring such madness.

"Is this the only supplier house?" he asked, staring at the younger
children.

"I don't know. This's the one I come to. I ain't heard of another one."
whispered Louis. "Could you just imagine if they did have more, each one
with kids like us smuggling out their stashes? Just think of all the
money we could make!" he smiled.

 The bus ride to Gogant and Truant was a bumpy one. Malik felt as if
every pot hole the driver hit were done on purpose in a conspiracy to
cause him even more discomfort than he was already in.
 The walk from the bus stop was amazing short. Malik could feel his
sphincter starting to react, knowing what happened to him last week. He
walked to his destination like a condemned man being taken on his last
walk to the electric chair. Before he could ascend the steps, Louis was
already pounding on the door.

"WHO IS IT?!" yelled a voice.

"Louis!" yelled the kid. The door slowly opened, revealing the same long
haired dreadlock wearing muscle man as before. He looked down at the two
teen kids, then stepped aside to let them in.

"Hey Dreads, what's up?" asked Louis, leading the way in. Malik followed
suit, keeping close behind this time.

"Ain't expect to see YOU back!" said the dealer, closing and pad locking
the door behind them.

"I, uh...need the money." explained Malik, trying to sound convincing.

"Need the money, or more dick?" laughed the dealer, as the two boys made
their way into the house.

"Follow me, remember. They have the place booby-trapped just incase."
reminded Louis.

"Incase of what?" asked Malik, looking around to get a good lay out of
the place.

"You know, incase the police raid the spot." answered Louis, matter of
fact like. "JJ told me how they got the place all rigged with traps to
keep the cops busy while they get away. Told me never to walk off the
narrow pathway they have etched out for us." We could get hurt."

"Right."
 They went down the dark steps into the basement. Malik made sure to
count how many dealers he recognized from last time. The one at the door
he recalled, then there was Louis' older cousin JJ, and the two dealers
that raped him, -Marvin and Russell. He wanted to know if they kept the
same number of men, or were there more hidden about.

"Back again, I see." said JJ, coming out of the back room with another
set of teens. The two boys walked quickly pass the two new comers, and
disappeared up the stairs and out the front door. "You know what, if I
didn't know how hungry you were for money lil' cousin, I'd swear you
liked having those gigantic balls shoved up your lil' ass!" joked JJ,
greeting them. "I see you bought your friend back from last time." he
said, looking Malik over. "I don't want no trouble up in here.
Understood?"

"Yes." said Malik, as they were taken into the back. They walked in to
find Russell and Marvin washing off the grease and slime from two pan
fulls of metal balls just collected from the two teen boys that just left
moments ago.

"Got two more." announced JJ.

"Hot damn, my DATE's back for more!" smiled Marvin, the biggest of all
the men here besides Dreads upstairs.

"Take it easy on the kid, Marv. We don't need any unnecessary trouble."
said JJ, taking his cousin into the back.

"Yeah, whatever nigga." snapped Marvin, paying him no mind. "Just be
lucky I ain't take to your cousin like I did this one." he said, licking
his lips at Malik and making him very uncomfortable.

"I'm surprised he showed up, after last time." said Russell, looking
Malik over.

"Yeah, so am I. But I'm glad he did though, was starting to wonder what I
was gonna do with THIS!"
 Malik's eyes widened when he saw Marvin expose the enormous 10 inch
wrist thick monster dong he had hidden in his pants. "Remember this?"
asked Marvin, taunting Malik as he waved it ominously back and forth.
"Yeeaaah, he remembers. Look how he's looking at it."

"He looks scared shitless!" said Russell, laughing.

"I BET he is!" laughed Marvin in agreement. "But he knows the deal. He
wouldn't've came back if he ain't want some more of this!"

"Well, let's just get the balls out of him before you start trying to
shove that monster dong in him..." said Russell. "...after that, you can
do what you want to him."
 Malik didn't like the sounds of that, as he was ordered to strip then
hop up on the table on his hands and knees, exposing his bare bottom to
the unlawful strangers. Russell donned on a pair of rubber gloves,
dripped his hand in some grease, then plunged his fingers into Malik's
asshole to retrieve their belongings. Mal felt the first ball working its
way to the exit. He felt his asshole stretching to let it pass through
his sphincter. It felt like giving birth, for a second time.
 Marvin stood near, watching as Malik's asshole gave up the metal spheres
one by one, each ball breaking through the tight ring to fall out on to a
metal plate to catch it. After the final ball was released, Marvin moved
in for the kill. He had his bare fingers shoved back up Malik's asshole
before the boy was even aware all the balls were out. He was then pulled
down off the table, and quickly taken to the old stained mattress towards
the corner.

 Malik struggled, protesting profusely but knew he was out matched.
Marvin had him by over a 100 pounds, and more than head taller. He felt
the big guy's power when he snatched him down from the table like a
turkey wing, then threw him not too gently down on the hard mattress. In
a flash his was on top of him, pinning him to the bed as he shoved his
thick tree truck dick up his sore hole. Malik fought back valiantly,
knowing all the while that he may have to endure another brutal raping.
He felt helpless as the dick bore into him like a battering ram, tearing
through skin and flesh as it buried itself deep into his colon.

"FUCK!!" he screamed, his face forced down into the smelly mattress, his
ass thrown high in the air. Marvin pressed down into his head with full
force, their balls slamming together in a thunderous clash.

"That's it Marv, fuck the lil mother fucker!" yelled Russell, laughing at
Malik's misfortune in the distance. Malik felt Marvin's massive hand
press into the back of his neck. His face twisting in a ball of pain and
he screamed in unholy terror.

"Yeh, that's it, scream bitch! I love it when they struggle!" smiled
Marvin, drilling himself back and forth, the tight asshole forming a seal
around his dick as he rammed in and out with more strength and
ferociousness then Malik remembered. Malik knew instantly that he made a
big mistake coming back without proper back up as the drug dealer lay
into him like a raging bull.

"SHIT! FUCK! STOP, PLEASE!" he begged, each thrust shoved into him harder
and deeper than the one before. It was like being fucked by a horny black
bear. Marvin draped over him like a blanket, his hips slamming into him
with all the power of a car crash.

"Yeh bitch! Gimme that ass!" snarled Marvin through clinched teeth as he
took the boy by one of his legs and flipped him roughly over on his side
quickly. Malik felt his asshole spin on the man's big dick. Marvin placed
one of Mal's legs up in the air, bending it back against the boy's
shoulders as he continued to plow into him without missing a beat. He
hammered his way through his body, battering his way ever deeper into the
ravaged backside.
 Malik looked up at his assailant through tear filled eyes, his hands
reaching up to try to push back the heavy rapist as he hovered over him
like an animal about to consume its prey. Marvin was completely unphased
by the boy's attempts to wrench himself free. It was cake for the heavy
drug dealer to hold him down while fucking him ferociously, pounding into
his body like that of a rubber doll.

"Damn, this the best pussy I've had since I got out of jail and butt
fucked my faggot lil brother along with my pop and 4 brothers!" laughed
Marvin.

"Get the fuck out of here!" swore Russell, doubting Marvin's story. But
Malik believed it, it was kind of hard not to when he had the man's 10
inch super dick forcibly rammed all the way up his guts.

"It's true." confirmed Marvin, holding a conversation as if raping an
underage was normal to him. "I was gonna bring him by to let YOU fuck him
too, but he ran away before I could set it up!"

"Ran away? Where'd he go?" asked Russell, thinking how hot it would be to
bone Marv's little brother as he watched the action closely. While he
never got off on looking at other guys, he had to admit that there was a
certain attraction to watching a man savagely rape another man. He
watched as Marvin exuded power, strength, and dominance over the smaller
younger boy, holding him down to butt fuck and demoralize him as nothing
more than an object to fuck.

"Who knows? With one of his faggot boy friends I guess." said Marvin,
humping his hips steadily. "But whenever he comes back, he'll have me and
my DICK to contend with! now that I know he's a faggot, his ass is MINE
for the taking! Anytime I want it! Just like THIS bitch!" he added,
looking down into the scared face of Malik as he picked up the pace to
emphasize his power.
 Malik continued to struggle, long after it became apparent that he would
not get loose. His asshole was being mauled over and over, the tight taut
ring being rammed harder and harder as he fought for his freedom.

"Oh YEHHH, that's it RIGHT THERE!!" moaned Marvin, fucking in and out a
half dozen more times before his large thick body stiffened and tensed.
"AWWW SHIT...!!" he yelled, blowing his load up inside the boy's ass.
 Malik felt the big dick start pulsing inside him. He felt his asshole
become filled with the warm liquid as the man's hot cum poured into his
anal canal like a burst dam. He was fucked, his poor battered body
exhausted from the struggle. He lay there defeated, his insides aching as
the cum somehow soothed his sore aching innards.

 Marvin groaned and moaned in triumph as he scored another one. He was
proud of his prowess, his master strength over normal men. There was
nothing he loved more than to reduce a man to a quivering, blubbering
mass as his ass was being taken and worked over. He'd fucked many men in
his time, none of the willingly. His natural brutality made it nearly
impossible for anyone to house his massive tool for long, as he only got
off on the conquest. He pulled out of Malik's hole, his dick already
softening with satisfaction as he stood, allowing room for Russell to
take his place if he wanted.

"I'm tired of getting seconds all the time!" joked Russell, pulling out
his own dick as he pushed a weakened Malik over onto his stomach and
rammed his erection between his tired buns. The dick slipped inside the
slickened, widened, wet hole with little resistance. Malik yelled, but
not nearly as loud as the first time. "Damn this hole is tight as hell!"
smiled Russ, feeling his dick submerge inside the warm cummy depths.

"Yeh...after I pried it open and juiced it all up for you!" teased
Marvin, wiping his dick clean on Malik's discarded clothing.

"And don't think I ain't grateful!" laughed Russell, already fucking in
and out. He could feel the juice of Marvin's cum lubing up the tight boy
hole beneath him. His dick dipped in and out of the amazing buttock,
fucking long and deep between the clinched cheeks. By now Malik was no
longer fighting, he merely tried to hang on as his ass was being fucked
again for the second time. Russell lay on top of him, his body full
length atop him as he humped up and down, driving himself into the prone
boy.

"You guys must be crazy! Or desperate!" said JJ, shaking his head in
disgust as he watched the boy get fucked. Marvin turned to face him just
as he pulled up his pants and tucked his dick. "With all that free pussy
just outside our door begging to fuck us for a shot, and here you fags
are in here butt fucking some poor kid up the ass!"

"Ever kick a man's ass?" asked Marvin, curiously.

"Yeeh, of course." answered JJ.

"No. I mean, have you ever beat a nigga down? Beat him until he couldn't
stand up? Beat him until you thought you killed him, leaving him shaking
and quivering on the ground in convulsions?"

"Yeeh nigga, I said YEEH!" answered JJ.

"Well, fucking him's 10 times better." smirked Marvin. "Taking his
manhood, reducing him to pussy...what man wants to be that?"
 JJ thought about it as he looked on towards the bed. Russell was still
in the saddle, still fucking Malik as he would a female. He could hear
the grunts and groans coming from both men. Russell's sounding more
erotic, while Malik's seemed more in pain. He watched Russell wrap his
forearm around the teen's neck, head locking him into position as he
jabbed away at his insides with his hard dick.

"Aww yeeeaahhh..." moaned Russell, feeling his climax approaching quickly
as he rammed himself forth. JJ watched his toes curled, his legs stiffen,
and his muscles flex as he dumped his load into the boy's bare bottom.
"AAAHHHHH...SHIT!!!" he yelled as the cum rushed out of him, flooding
Malik's ass in a river of seed. Malik felt the pulsing dick, and knew he
was being filled again. His mind went blank as his body was flooded with
its second helping of semen. He lay perfectly still, feeling his body
invaded. Russell shook and trembled atop him, as his seed emptied out in
the plush ass under him. Finally when he was done, he pulled himself
free, yanking his spent dick from the cum clogged hole.

"Yeh, that's what I'm talking about!" he laughed, standing up as his
satisfied erection bobbed before him. JJ watched the man tuck his dick
back into his pants, leaving a naked Malik laying dead on the mattress.
JJ felt his own stiffened prick tingle with anticipation in his pants.
Curiosity got the best of him as he approached the bed. Marvin and
Russell was busy laughing, congratulating each other for pulling off
another forced ass fucking. They paid little attention to Malik and JJ
whom had his eyes fixated on Malik's ass. The dark colored buttock did
indeed look inviting. The cheeks were round and smooth, like that of a
young girl's. His legs were slightly parted, giving the peeping tom a
glimpse of his wet ass crack and tight bung hole. JJ felt his dick flex,
and knew he had to have himself a piece of that.

"Well, well, well, would you look at this shit?" joked Marvin, pointing
as JJ undid his pants and laid on top of Malik's sore body. "Looks like
someone got pretty desperate in the last 5 minutes!"

"Fuck you, Marv!" shouted JJ, aiming his slim hard dick as he prepared to
shove in. "You two niggas made fucking him sound so good, that I had to
try it out for myself!" he admitted, pushing his hips forth. Malik let
out with a long slow groan as his ass was invaded for a third time. JJ
moaned with excitement as his dick submerged in what had to be the
closest substitute his penis ever felt to pussy. "Damn, you nigga's
wasn't fucking around! This ass is some good shit!" he yelled, pumping
his hips as he drove his dick in and out. Malik felt his ass being taken
yet again, and felt an extra burst of adrenaline rush through his veins
as he fought for redemption. JJ felt Malik trying to gain strength,
trying to flip him off of his back. He knew he had to either give up his
quest, or fight for the right to fuck the boy. JJ chose the later as he
grabbed Malik by the back of his head and pressed him face down into the
mattress, cutting off his breath.

 Malik tried to struggle and fight back, even as his ass was penetrated
for the third unbelievable time. He felt his air supply suddenly cut off
as his face was buried. His ass was consistently fucked as he fought for
his next breath. JJ took advantage of Malik's distraction as he continued
to hammer into him like a mallet. Every time his dick rammed into the
depths of the boy's hole, semen from the two previous loads would escape,
leaving slimy wet trails of seed steadily flowing from his tail.
 JJ fucked harder the closer he got to unloading. His dick slid in and
out with the warm slickness of his friend's deposits. He was able to slip
in and out easily, thanks to their combined loads already implanted. He
felt a rush of power come over him as he took the boy, making him take
his dick rather he wanted it or not. He now understood what Marvin meant
about taking someone's manhood, and reducing him to pussy. He felt like
the most powerfulest man on the planet as he drove himself in as deep as
he could, then unloaded a barrel full of hot salty cum into the teen
boy's bowels. Malik's head short upward when JJ's grip relaxed. He
breathed in a lung full of fresh air, as his bowels took another flood of
hot cum.

"Hot damn..." moaned JJ, feeling his balls cave in from decompression. He
rolled off Malik's back, breathing hard as his orgasm slowly subsided.
Malik decided he'd best climb out of bed before the dealers decided to go
for round two. He stood up, his knees wobbly from the shock of it all. He
turned to reach for his pants, when he heard one of the dealers comment
about how much he "must've liked it, look, he's got a hardon." Malik
looked down to discover his impressive 8 incher standing straight out
from his body like a harpoon, the tip still wet and showing remains of
the cum he shot onto the mattress after the last fucking.

"Told you mothafuckers, when I turn a nigga, I TURN A NIGGA!" laughed
Marvin, taking credit for Malik's orgasm. Malik looked shocked and
confused, his sore asshole already dripping some of the spunk shot inside
of it. He looked around at the 3 drug dealers that fucked him, then
laughed at him, and was floored to find Louis standing in the back ground
-watching.