Date: Fri, 17 Aug 2012 19:43:59 -0400 (EDT)
From: DOGG <nphillydogg@aol.com>
Subject: the hood-18

THE HOOD-18
Back Together Again

Written by:
Eugene Marvin (aka)
NPhillydogg@aol.com


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WEST PHILLY


	Philadelphia Police swarmed about the rented apt of 21 yr old
Raheim Jackson, who had been found HUNG in his own apt by a friend who
called 9-1-1. 19 yr old Q [Quest Winfield] was taken into custody and
questioned by homicide detectives about how he happened to stumble upon the
body of his friend, who by all accounts seemed to have committed suicide in
his own shower. Q explained how he came to know Raheim, letting them know
all the intimate details of their newly formed friendship, as well as
Raheim's involvement of the police officer's sex tape scandal which was
recently broadcast on the local News. Officers became hush-mouthed once
they learned of Raheim's relationship with the video tape, knowing it could
put a new spin on the case.
	Q was still being questioned when detectives from another precinct
came by to question him...


"Quest Winfield...?" called the detectives, bursting into the interrogation
room Q was being held in. "I'm detective Maleece Cortez, and this's
detective Malik Jones..., we're here to question you about the MURDER of
Raheim Jackson...!"


"Murder...?" cried Q, having been told Raheim's death was a suicide...


"Hold on..." objected detectives already on the case... "...what gives you
the authority to walk in here and start IN on our witness...?"


"Can we speak to you outside...?" asked Cortez, excusing himself and the
detectives, leaving Q even more worried than before.
	He waited for all of 5 minutes [staring around an empty room and
wondering if the police would somehow PIN Raheim's `murder' on HIM? The
cops always looked to those who were closest to the victim first, sometimes
not even bothering to look for anyone else...], when the new detectives
[Cortez & Jones] suddenly came back in...


"I...I don't know what I could TELL you guys...? I don't know NOTHIN' bout
no murder! I never actually SAW the video tape..." said Q,
nervously. "...b...but...there WAS two guys that broke into Raheim's apt
the other day while I was there visitin'..., they were MAD that he released
the tape without their consents...! I think they were ON the tape also...!"
	Cortez and Jones glanced at each other...


"What makes you think that...?" asked Jones, pulling out his note pad.


"Well..., one of them roughed him up kinda good..., sayin' his WIFE
recognized him when she saw it on their computer before it was taken down
from some website...!" explained Q, as best as he could remember.


"Does these guys have names...?" asked Cortez, also taking notes.


"I never heard them mention any names...!" said Q, "But they should be easy
to find from the video...!" he guesstimated.


"Their faces were never shown in the video!" informed Jones, making it
nearly impossible to identify them.


"What about a description...? Could you describe what these `guys' looked
like...?" asked Cortez. "Would you be able to recognize them again if you
saw their faces...?" he asked.


"I...I guess so..." answered Q, unsure.


"Tell the officers to get some mug shots, pronto...!" said Cortez, sending
Jones out of the room.


"Look..., I really didn't know Raheim all that much..." explained
Q. "...I'd just met him a while ago at a party, and we were just kinda
hookin' up again afterwards, ya know...? I really don't know anything about
this video tape, who's IN the video, or why they made it...!"


"WHO was at this party you mentioned...?" asked Cortez [still taking
notes], making Q regret mentioning it as soon as he said it...


"Just a couple of guys..." he said, trying to spare his friends.


"I'm gonna need names...!" insisted Cortez, as Jones came back with a small
laptop computer of mug shots...



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	The police held Q for HOURS, making him search through thousands of
mug shots on a computer screen. Q never saw either of the men he was
looking for in the computer, but he DID recognize a small handful of guys
from his neighborhood, guys he'd seen around or knew personally, guys with
rap sheets as long as his arm.


"Well Mr Winfield..." asked detective Cortez, returning to the room with
his partner. "...find your break-in couple yet...?"


"No..." answered Q, much to the detective's expectations... "...but I did
find ONE of them...!" he added, much to their surprise...
	Cortez and Jones stepped in behind Q, lowering their faces into the
screen to read the suspect's name and information...


"`William Morgan', age 23..." read Cortez. "...'arrested 5 yrs ago for
possession...'!"


"Got an address...?" asked Jones, curiously.


"Mother's address..." said Cortez, "...looks like we're paying MOMS a
visit...!"


"Is there somewhere we can DROP you off...?" asked Jones, as they began
prepared to leave.


"I left my car outside Raheim's apartment..." said the teen, hoping for a
ride back...?



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EARLIER


	19 yr old Tae Hyun Kye and his family [Moo-Ho and Mi-Hi Kye] were
waiting for detectives to show them a lineup of possible suspects in the
murder of their relative [Joon-Ho].
	They were called into an observation room, where a one way mirror
separated them from 6 African American suspects lined up on the other
side. Mi-Hi was the only one present who saw the culprits faces, but Tae
and Moo-Ho were allowed to stay as supporters and translators.


	Each man was told to step forward, staring straight ahead. Mi-Hi
was assured the angry looking men [all dressed in hoodies] couldn't see
her. She studied each man's face closely. They ALL looked guilty and
capable of her husband's murder. She could barely distinguish one from the
other [as they all looked alike], but picked out the ONE she thought who's
eyes looked the remorseful of them all, figuring HE had something to
hide. When detectives asked if she recognized his accomplice, Mi-Hi
couldn't decide...


"Okay..., take them away...!" ordered the detectives, as the criminals were
all escorted back to their awaiting cells.


"How'd she do...?" asked Tae, curious if his auntie got the right man or
not?


"She positively picked ONE of the two men from the videotape that killed
your uncle..." said the detective positively, bringing cheer to Tae's
face. "...but I'm afraid it wasn't the ONE that actually raped and murdered
him! She picked the one that was standing by watching...!"


"So...what does THAT mean...?" asked Tae, nervously. "Does that mean he
gets off scott free...?!"


"Not at all..." assured the dick. "...we still have him on surveillance
raping and murdering your uncle..." explained the man, bluntly. "...we just
have to rely on the videotape evidence and the DNA he left behind in his
semen...! Don't worry..." he said, patting Tae gently on the
shoulder. "...we've GOT him..., he's not going anywhere!"


"Thank you, detective!" sighed Tae, relieved.
	Tae and his family were sent back out into the waiting area, where
they had to make more statements for the detective's report. It was while
waiting to finish up that Tae saw Q coming from the back of the Precinct...


"Q...?" called Tae, surprised to see his friend.


"Tae...!" answered Q, meeting him midway. "What're YOU doin' here...?" he
asked.


"I had to bring my auntie down to pick my uncle's murderer from a
lineup...!" answered Tae. "What are YOU doing down here...?" he asked,
taking note of the 2 detectives escorting Q in the background...


"Oh..." said Q, suddenly reminded why he was there. "...I found a friend of
mine dead in his apartment..." he answered, woefully. "...the police think
he might've been murdered...!"


"Damn, that's fucked up...!" said Tae, reading Q's pain. "Anyone I
know...?" he inquired.


"uh...no..." answered Q, "...I don't think so...!"


"Oh..." said Tae, sensing something special about this friend, THEN
suddenly noticing the passion mark on Q's neck. "...I, uh...I think I ought
to get back to my auntie..." he said, not knowing HOW he felt about seeing
the suck marks on Q.


"Yeah..." agreed Q. "...I gotta GO too..." he said, getting a ride back to
his car by detectives. "...I'll see you later...!"
	Tae's aunt and uncle watched Tae talking with Q...


<"Who that black man with Tae...?"> asked Moo-Ho [in Korean].


<"Oh, THAT is Tae's friend from the neighborhood, the one I told you about
[last chap]..., the one called Q!">


<"Oh...so THAT'S Q..."> said Moo-Ho, his eyes narrowing distastefully...
	Tae returned to his [surprisingly silent] aunt and uncle, thinking
of Q and wondering how they happened to grow so far apart...? Seeing Q
again bought back a lot of good memories [causing his Asian cock to
twitch]. Tae couldn't help but wonder if it was too late to make things
right with Q? Was he seeing someone else? The passion marks on his next
would certainly indicate so...


++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++


	After the police was finished with them, Tae took his aunt and
uncle home to their west Philly store. Tae had left the memorial to his
uncle outside the family's store, so Mi-Hi could see all the love and
support they got from neighborhood well-wishers, proving that not everyone
in The HOOD was evil and out to GET them. Flowers, teddy bears, candles,
and condolence cards littered the store front tied and taped to the metal
link fence outside].
	Mi-Hi got out of her husband's car, physically touched by the
makeshift memorial. Tears came to her eyes as Moo-Ho helped her into the
house. Tae took their bags in, hoping this might be the beginning of them
learning there are good and bad in people everywhere...



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LATER...


	After settling in his aunt and uncle, Tae walked down the street
[through the predominantly black Hood] to Q's grandmother's house. He
noticed Q's car parked out front, and walked by it several times [building
up the courage to walk up and ring the bell]. Finally on his 4th pass, he
climbed the cement step to the door, and rang the bell. His heart was
pumping in his throat as he took a deep breath to calm himself. It was only
Q. They'd been friends/lovers for nearly a year, he shouldn't be so nervous
to simply TALK to him...!
	Ringing the bell again, he was quickly met with a: `hold your damn
horses! I'm an OLD lady..., give me time to get to the fuckin' door!"
	Tae's first instinct was to take off and RUN [having pissed off
granny Win'], but his feet felt like they were encased in cement, making it
impossible to move. "Who the HELL is it anyway..." he could hear grandma
Win' saying as she unlocked the door. "...coming here unannounced without
so much as a phone call to warn me..."
	The door opened...


"Oh..." she said, looking down at Tae [who was staring back up at here like
a kid who'd just been caught playing with his penis]... "...I know you...,
you're Quest's lil' Asian friend from up the street!"


"uh, yes sir...I, I mean ma'am, sir...is Q home...?" he asked [sweat
starting to drip down over his brow]...


"Yeah, he's here somewhere..." said granny Win', stepping aside to allow
the boy in her house. "...just follow the rap music upstairs and you'll
find him..." she continued, as she closed and secured the door behind
them. "...I'm sure you KNOW the way already...!" she couldn't help but
jab. Tae looked surprised, how'd granny Win' know he'd been in the house
before?
	Granny showed Tae in from the enclosed porch, then pointed towards
the stairs leading up to her grandson. But before Tae could take off, she
grabbed him by the arm with a death grip...


"I just wanted to say how sorry I am to have heard about your uncle..." she
said, sincerely. "...no one should have to experience that hardship! Your
family opened a store in this neighborhood when no one else would! You have
my condolences!"


"Thank you." said Tae, touching granny Win's old wrinkled hand for support.
	Win' touched her free hand atop Tae's, passing on strength and
wisdom that only comes with age...


"No GO on upstairs and make up with my grandson..." she said, pushing Tae
along. "...but don't make too much noise upstairs, the neighbors complain
about all that silly rap music!"


"uh...okay..." said Tae, stunned, as he climbed the stairs.
	Coming to Q's bedroom door, he knocked, but didn't get an
answer. Trying the doorknob, he looked in to find Q lying on his bed with
his headphones on, listening to the rapper PISTON so his granny wouldn't
complain about the music being too loud.
	Q looked over to see Tae standing in the doorway, and immediately
sat up...


"What'r YOU doin' here...?" he asked, pulling his headphones off to hear...


"Your Grandmom let me in..." said Tae, quietly closing the door behind him
before tip-toeing over to Q's bed to whisper... "...does she KNOW we're a
couple...?" he asked, curiously [sitting on the edge of the bed].
	Q laughed...


"I dunno..." he admitted, "...she's been sayin' some off the wall stuff
lately..., I think she suspects...! Why...?"
	Tae chuckled...


"Cause she just told me to come up here and make up with you, but not to
make too much noise...!"


"She's too much...!" laughed Q, shaking his head.
	Tae's laughter slowly died down as he started to stare into Q's
eyes and lips...


"So ARE we...?" he asked, serious faced.


"Are we WHAT...?" asked Q, confused.


"A couple, still...?" asked Tae, curiously.
	Q lowered his head...


"I dunno..." he said honestly, "...what do YOU think...?" he asked, looking
back up into Tae's eyes.


"I still WANT to be..." admitted Tae, touching Q's pant leg. "I'm totally
sorry for the way I'd been acting towards you...! I...I have NO excuse for
why I pushed you away..., except to say that I felt guilty about my uncle's
death because I was doing things behind his back that he didn't know
about...! He hated black people..., he hated homosexuals..., he hated
anything different! I wished I had been more open and honest with
him...telling him about my feelings for you as a friend, and a lover...!
Perhaps things would have worked out differently...?"


"You can't blame yourself for your uncle's death, Tae..." comforted
Q. "...NO amount of comin' out or honesty would have stopped 2 robbers from
walkin' into your uncle's store and doin' what they did...!"


"No...but at least my uncle would have known the REAL ME instead of
whatever it was he thought I was...!" argued Tae. "Maybe he wouldn't have
hated homosexuals if he knew his own nephew was one...?" he
questioned. "Maybe he would have changed his mind about YOU and black
people had he saw with his own eyes how we got along...? I'll never know
cause I was too scared to let him IN!"
	Q leaned back against his headboard...


"So...THIS was all the stuff you were thinkin' when you were shuttin' me
out...?" he asked, realizing the heavy load Tae had put upon his own
shoulders. "You can't MAKE people accept what they ain't ready for..." he
debated. "...you can only live YOUR life the way you see fit, and HOPE
everyone else will come around to exceptin' eventually...! What would've
happened had you told your uncle and HE told you to get out...? What then?"
	Tae thought...


"I guess...I would go stay with my biological dad..." he thought,
aloud. "...HE would take me in!"


"Hold up..." said Q, confused. "...I thought you did'n KNOW who your real
dad was...?"


"I knew who he was..., I didn't know where he lived...!" corrected
Tae. "But I've spoken to him since then...and he's pretty cool!"


"Really...?" smiled Q, happy that he friend wasn't alone.


"I think you'd like him..." added Tae, thinking of his father. "...he wants
to meet you...!"


"Me...? You told him about me...? What did he say...?" asked Q, curiously.


"Oh, don't worry, my dad's gay too..." informed Tae, getting a shocked look
on Q's face. "...it's a LONG story, but he has a guy living with him that's
OUR age that's his houseboy/sex slave...!"


"WOW...your dad sounds intense...!" surprised Q.


"Yeah..." agreed Tae, "...I'm a chip off the ole block...!" he laughed,
causing Q to laugh also. "So..." said Tae, getting suddenly serious
again. "...you still didn't answer my question..."
	Q knew exactly WHAT question Tae was referring to, as he silently
tossed aside his headphones and leaned forward to grab Tae by the back of
neck. Tae felt Q pulling him forward as their lips met for the first time
in months...
	Tae felt Q's soft pillowy lips touch his, just before Q parted his
lips and extended his warm wet tongue. Tae could feel his lover's tongue
entering his mouth as he scooted closer for a better angle. Getting more
into it, Tae quickly began taking over [becoming the aggressor], suckling
Q's tongue while gently pushing him back against the headboard. Q could
feel Tae taking charge, and instantly gave IN to him as Tae twisted his
head to kiss from every angle.
	Q could feel his body starting to react to the familiar actions as
his dick hardened in his jeans, and his asshole began to quiver and pucker
with anticipation. The two men broke kiss only long enough for Q to lie
down [flat] on his bed, and for Tae to get on top of him. They quickly
resumed kissing [sucking each other's tongues fiercely] as Q parted his
legs and allowed Tae to lie in-between them. Grounding crotches together,
the two boys could feel each other's erections as they humped each other in
missionary position.


"Damn I've missed you SO much...!" whispered Tae, between kisses.
	Q pulled Tae's tucked shirt out of his waistline, then pulled it up
over his shoulders. Tae broke kiss again as he got up on his knees, then
ripped the pink pullover off over his head and tossed it casually on the
floor before falling back down on top of his boyfriend to kiss some more.
	Q ran his hands all over Tae's muscular back and torso, locking his
thighs about the Asian's pumping hips as they continued to grind
together. Tae lifted Q's wife-beater, exposing his erect nipples which he
promptly began to suck as Q moaned softly in his ear...


"Shit man, I've missed YOU too...!" he admitted, pulling his own shirt off
overhead.
	Tae got back up on his knees and began to pull Q's jeans off...


"Wait a minute...!" panicked the teen, rolling halfway off the bed to reach
his stereo. Tae looked confused until Q yanked the headphone cord from the
box, causing the music to blast out loud.
	Tae laughed to himself, knowing Q's grandmom knew exactly what they
were doing...


"What's so funny...?" asked Q, getting back into position [under Tae] as he
reached down and started unbuckling the boy's pants...


"Nothing..." said Tae, not wanting to spoil the moment as he and Q both
undressed each other.
	Stiff erections [black & blasian] came into view, as groping hands
and wet mouths quickly covered them. Tae climbed into 69 position with Q,
both facing the other's erection as they took them into their mouths and
sucked at their heart's content.
	Tae took Q's 8" black dick into his mouth, then swallowed it
hungrily, taking the whole thing in one shot before his gag reflex kicked
in and caused him to retreat. Q moaned around Tae's 9.5" uncut downward
curved sausage, turning Tae on his side so he could get better
access. Cupping the dick and balls with both hands, he polished the fat
juicy head, running his tongue curiously under the foreskin to gather up
any pre-cum that may have leaked there. Tae squirmed as the sensitive head
was lavished softly before Q started descending his lips, taking more of
the boomerang into his mouth.


	Both boys sucked as if they hadn't tasted each other in ages, their
mouths starving for what the other had to offer. Tae couldn't get enough of
feeling Q's dick in his mouth. He had flashbacks of being in bed with his
father {Gee) and his live-in lover {Shakeem], and as HOT as the sex was
with them, nothing compared to the emotional attachment he shared with Q.
	He attacked Q's dick vigorously, trying to consume the whole
thing. Q stopped sucking Tae's dick a few times to watch his hot blasian
mouth speed up and down his dick, his beautiful pink lips sucking at his
brown pop like a fat kid trying to get to the creamy center. Q tried to
match Tae's pace, but was blown away by his lover's desperation as Tae
started pumping his dick with his fist, bringing him ever closer to orgasm
with a combination of mouth and hand coordination.


"Yo..." panted Q, pulling off Tae's sausage to look down and warn
him... "...you're gonna make me CUM if you don't stop that shit...!" But
that only enticed Tae to suck harder as he drove his mouth down deeper and
worked his pumping fist faster. "Fuck man..." complained Q, not wanting to
cum so soon. "...slow down..., you gonna man me nutt, seriously!"
	Tae continued to pump, stroke, and suck, working his hand, fist,
and mouth in perfect combination, slurping his way up and down his lover's
hard black shaft with noisy vacuum noises, happy that the music was able to
drown out any suction under a heavy base beat.


"Oh fuck..." cried Q, clenching Tae's body as his orgasm suddenly
hit. "...AARRRRHHHHHH...!!"
	Tae pumped his fist and suckled the flaring head as Q's first
eruption spat into his mouth. The warm sperm burst forth like a Starburst,
filling Tae's mouth as he quickly swallowed before the next eruption. Q
squealed and squirmed as he came buckets in Tae's mouth, filling his oral
gap with as much as 9 spurts of thick warm liquid, all of which Tae quickly
drank down like a wino at a free beer tasting event.
	Long after Q's dick stopped erupting did Tae continue to suck,
gathering every ounce of semen from his balls, massaging the shaft with his
milking fist to get every drop. Q lay on his back [totally depleted and
exhausted], panting like a prairie dog as Tae nursed his erection bone dry.


"How was that...?" asked Tae, changing positions.


"Fuckin' amazin' man..." said Q, watching as Tae maneuvered between his
legs, lifting them... "...I just wish you did'n make me cum so fast..."


"Don't worry..." smiled Tae, "...it ain't over yet...!"
	With that, Tae locked his hands behind Q's knees and pushed his
legs up over his chest, exposing his ass. Q lay on his back, doubled in
half as Tae stared down at his inviting ass. Tae's dick throbbed wantonly
as Q's ass cheeks parted to reveal the deep valley and tiny tight hole
nestled in-between. He stared down at the heavenly passage for a moment,
basking in its remembrance as hours of pleasure from watching his dick
slide through the welcoming hole filled his mind. As if mesmerized, he
licked his pinkish lips and lowered his face into his boyfriend's ass,
nestling his face between the warm parted cheeks.


"Oh shit..." groaned Q, reaching up to grab his own feet, pulling them down
to get his knees pressed closer to his own chest. Staring down over his
flat torso and hard prick [which lay across his abdomen and navel], he
could see Tae's head from his eyes UP. Tae stared back up at him, watching
Q's facial expressions as he worked his tongue over his steaming hot
manhole. Q smiled, his eyes rolling majestically up into his head when he
felt Tae's tongue starting to work its magic. Throwing his head back
against the pillows, he groaned aloud, encouraging Tae to work harder.
	Tae licked over the surface of the anus, getting familiar with the
taste of his lover's buttock all over again. He liked watching Q's facial
expressions when he ate his ass, watching the euphoric flush that washes
over him when he finds the perfect spot that drives him wild.
	Tae could feel Q's asshole pucker and flex under his diligent
washing, prompting him to start sucking harder on the pulsing lips. Darting
his tongue inside, he drilled the hole deeply, pressing in and out as the
anal lips started to relax and flower open. Tae pressed his face in
further, trying to climb up IN Q's ass. Pulling the cheeks further apart,
he managed to achieve deeper access, wiggling his taster so far up Q's
rectum Q thought a parasite was let loose inside him.


"I WANT this ass...!" stated Tae, pulling his spit wet face up from his
lover's ass, his curved boomerang as hard as steel as he slapped it up
against Q's hole...


"My grandma's downstairs..." protested Q, knowing she would heard the
popping springs and banging headboard...


"Can we DO it on the floor...?" asked Tae, desperate to get up in Q's ass.


"Yeah..." agreed Q, "...lie down on your back...!" he suggested, grabbing
the lube.
	Tae got down onto the floor [stroking his enormous dick] while Q
greased his own ass, shoving lubed fingers inside to stretch the hole. It'd
been a while since he took on Tae and his wrist thick whopper, but Q
figured it was like riding a bike, as he for into position and hovered over
the handlebar.
	Tae's body tingled with anticipation as Q squat down over him,
aligning his ass with the dick. Making contact, Q reached back and adjusted
Tae's crank until his dickhead was aligned to his entrance, then pressed
down.


"UHHHH..." he grunted, feeling the head stretch him wide.
	Tae looked up into Q's eyes, concerned he might be hurting his
buddy, yet eager to feel those fleshy walls milking his dick. Q descended
on his dick slowly, taking inch after thick curved inch until his buttock
was resting comfortably in Tae's groin. Both Tae and Q groaned erotically,
Q feeling Tae's thick dick stretching his anal ring wide, and Tae feeling
Q's anus squeezing his thick pole like a vice.


"You okay...?" he asked, reading the pain on his lover's face.


"Yeah..." answered Q, sitting upright [transfixed]. "...just don't move..."
he pleaded, his body getting used to the invasion inside him.
	Tae tried to stay perfectly still, but couldn't resist grinding
upright as his dick pulsed inside Q's roost. "I said DON'T MOVE!" shouted
Q, feeling ripped asunder.


"Sorry..." said Tae, loving the warm feeling enveloping him.
	Q waited a few minutes before his asshole stopped fighting and
started to relax. Clenching his cheeks together, he started rising and
lowering his ass on Tae's dick, fucking himself as his lover lay prone
under him. Tae could feel the strong anal ring squeezing around him, slowly
sliding up his dick [until the curve came out] before changing directions
and sliding back down. He rubbed Q's thighs gently as he watched Q do all
the work. Q stroked his own dick as he rode, lazily massaging himself to
full erection as his ass grew accustomed to riding the big dick stuffed
inside. As time passed, his body began to adjust, his anus no long
squeezing the life from Tae's dick, but firmly massaging it instead.
	Tae could feel Q's body starting to relax around him, molding to
his dick as he climbed up from his knees onto the soles of his
feet. Balancing himself, he started bouncing his ass up and down in Tae's
lap. Tae looked down and watched the base of his thick dick disappearing up
into Q's ass, Q's brown balls slapping into his stomach every time he
lowered himself on his stick.


"Shit baby..." complained Tae, rising up on his elbows... "...can't I do
the riding now...? I want to FEEL my dick all up inside you...!"


"Give me a minute..." moaned Q, just getting used to feel the dick wedging
his hole open.
	He rode the dick for a few more minutes, slapping his ass cheeks
against the groin as the dick sped up into his bowels. After a few minutes
of continuous bounce, he pulled up reluctantly, allowing it to slip
smoothly from his ass...
	Tae got up off the floor and exchanged places. Q got onto his back,
then lifted his own legs to expose his ass for more fucking. Tae got down
before him, then aimed his dick up to the asshole and slowly sank in.


"URRHHH...!" grunted Q, feeling the dick rip through him.
	Tae pushed all the way in, grinding his pelvic bone against Q's
buttock. "SHIT, man...!" groaned the black man, feeling more stuffed than
before. Tae gripped the backs of Q's legs, holding them down against his
chest firmly as he began to pull back and push forth with his hips.
	Q rested his head against the floor as he got fucked, closing his
eyes as he concentrated solely on his asshole. He could feel Tae moving in
and out, re-staking his claim as he plowed through the anal walls with his
battering ram. If anyone else HAD been in Q's ass since they broke up, they
certainly wasn't bigger than him, Q's asshole was as tight as ever!


	Tae watched Q's uncomfortable facial expressions as he fucked,
leaning in over his body as he slowly stabbed his way through his innards,
plowing through everything in his way, stretching out the rectum to make
room for his thick boomerang.
	Q felt the dick move through him. He stroked his own dick [milking
the shaft] with his own hand, feeling his body yawn open to receive. Tae's
thrusts were consistent, he fucked nonstop, massaging his manhood through
the open orifice, slowly gaining momentum as his dick grew harder and more
aggressive.


"Damn, baby..." moaned Q, feeling the pressure inside him as he titled his
head backwards and noticed his granny coming up the stairs from the space
under the door.
	Q continued to watch [lying flat on his back, his legs pressed to
his chest, stroking his own erection as his boyfriend fucked in and out of
his exposed asshole] as his grandmother reached the top step, then slowly
made her way down towards HIS door. `OH SHIT!' –he thought, noticing the
door unlocked. Tae was still fucking away inside him when his grandma
stopped outside the door, her feet plainly visible as she stood there
waiting.
	Q froze [too afraid to move a muscle], trying not to make a sound
to make his granny want to enter the room. What was she doing standing at
the door? Was she listening? Checking up on him? What did she think Tae and
him were doing in his bedroom?


"Oh fuck, I'm about to cum...!" announced Tae, at the most inopportune
moment.
	Q reached up and covered Tae's mouth, hoping to keep his grandmom
from hearing him groaning over the rap music. Tae grunted into Q's hand as
he stabbed his dick all the way in and came, shooting fireworks off inside
him. Q could feel the dick jumping and jerking inside him, spitting great
gobs of cum in his bowels as Tae ground his body into his.
	Q looked back at the door. His grandmom was still there [probably
with her ear to the wood]. Tae fell forward, covering Q's neck and face
with kisses. Q watched his grandmom walk away, grateful she didn't try to
doorknob and walk IN on them...


"Damn, that was SWEET...!" smiled Tae, withdrawing.
	Q rolled over, crawling towards the door when Tae suddenly grabbed
his ankles and pulled him back. With Q on his stomach, Tae kissed his way
up his back, dragging his dick along his ass crack before reinserting it up
his ass... "You're not getting away from me THAT easily..." he said,
pressing his groin into Q's meaty ass as he completely sheathed his
dick. "...I'm not letting you out of my sight until I've cum 2 or 3 more
times in that ass...!"
	Q felt Tae resuming his fuck, making up for lost time as he lay
across Q's back and started a steadily thrust into his ass, driving his
still hard dick in and out of the sperm clogged hole...



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This story writing by NPHILLYDOGG@aol.com
aka EUGENE MARVIN
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