Date: Wed, 9 Jan 2013 10:50:59 -0500 (EST) From: DOGG <nphillydogg@aol.com> Subject: the hood-25 THE HOOD-25 FAMILY SQUABBLES Written by: Eugene Marvin (aka) NPhillydogg@aol.com >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>1<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< 19 yr old Tae Hyun Kye lay in a strange bed, after having a serious fight with his Korean uncle and running over to his boyfriend's grandmother's house for solace. Grandma Win' offered to let Tae stay there with her and her grandson [Q], until Tae could reach his biological father and make other living arrangements. But sleeping in a strange place [a strange house and bed], lead to a lot of unrest, especially with Q lying in the very next room! Tae lay in bed, his 9.5" blasian dick rock hard beneath the covers while he through of all the things he could be doing to his boyfriend if ONLY his grandmother would stop getting up to use the bathroom! Every time Tae through the coast was clear, he'd hear grandma Win' come out of her bedroom, then shuffle into the bathroom where she'd spend the next 30 minutes. Tae refused to wonder exactly WHAT the old woman was doing in there, or WHY it took her a minimum of 30 minutes or more before flushing the toilet to leave, only to return an hour later to start all over again! Tae fell asleep waiting for the right moment to sneak into Q's room. He woke up the next morning when Q came into his room to wake him for breakfast... "Get UP, sleepyhead...!" said Q, jumping on the bed with Tae, startling him awake. "Grandma said breakfast's ready downstairs..., so get yur `China man' ass up, pronto!" "Wha...what TIME is it...?" asked Tae, getting his baring as he sat up, yawned, and scratched the back of his head... "EARLY..." responded Q, fondling Tae's stiff woody through the blanket. Tae wasn't even aware Q was fondling him until Q pulled the covers down and began stroking his morning `stiffy'. "...she's usually up VERY early...! She doesn't sleep much...!" "Tell me about it..." signed Tae, having heard the toilet flush 4 or 5 times during the night while waiting to sneak over into Q's room. His eyes were bloodshot after losing sleep, however his morning woes were quickly extinguished when he felt Q bend over and take his erection into his mouth. "OH..." he responded to the unexpected motion, leaning back onto his elbows as he relaxed and watched his boyfriend stuff his mouth full. Q wanted to taste Tae all night, having laid naked in bed in case the boy managed to sneak his way into his room...? Q stretched his mouth down over Tae's girth, taking as much of the downward curve as he could into his mouth before bobbing. Tae's dick flexed hard in his mouth, growing thicker and harder as he sucked. Tae had been waiting all night for some kind of physical contact with his boyfriend, and couldn't help but moan helplessly as Q's hot wet mouth enveloped and caressed his staff. Q bobbed his mouth up and down Tae's thick hard manhood, feeling the head bang against the start of his throat before slowly descending into his gullet. He deep throated his lover several times before pulling off and leaving Tae horny and hard-up! "We'd better get downstairs before granny comes up lookin' for us...!" he suggested, abandoning his dick sucking duties. Tae looked surprised and frustrated... "What the hell...??" he asked, sitting up. "You just going to leave me high and dry like this...??!" he asked in disbelief. Q laughed... "Granny's waitin'..." he insisted, packing away his friend's meat. "...I promise to make it up to you as soon as we get a moment!" "I'm holding you TO that!" said Tae, putting on his pants as he started to follow Q downstairs, adjusting his package so his bulge wouldn't show prominently. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>2<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Detective Malik Jones sat across from his partner [Detective Maleece Cortez] with slit eyes, as if trying to figure him out. Maleece was behind his desk, adding information about a case into the computer, when he just so happened to look up and see his partner watching... "What...?" he asked, looking over the screen. "Nothing." said Malik, something obviously on his mind. Maleece went back to typing, but could now FEEL his partner's eyes on him... "WHAT dammit...??" he asked, visibly annoyed. "How could you cheat on your GIRLFRIEND like that...?" asked Malik [referring to Jake]. "Here we GO, again..." sighed Maleece, leaning back in his swivel chair [taking a break]. "YES...here we go AGAIN...!" insisted Malik, "That...DUMB BLONDE/brunette haired bitch LOVES you...!" he stated, "How do you think SHE'LL feel if she finds out you..." he looked around to make sure they were a safe distance from everyone before he whispered... "...did what you did...?!" "Knowing HER...?" asked Maleece, confidently. "...probably a lil' envious!" "Oh, that's not right...!" snickered Malik, of what he knew of Jake's background. "All I'm saying is IF you're supposed to be a couple..., how could you be so cavalier about sleeping around...?" "Excuse me...?" asked Maleece, grabbing his coffee cup off his desk. "Says the man who did his boyfriend AND his boyfriend's brother in the same bed...!" "THAT was by request...!" defended Malik. "Otherwise I was faithful to Mar...sha...!" "Marsha, eh...?" chuckled Maleece, picturing a blonde haired Marvin Rollins receiving a football to the nose `Marsha, Marsha, Marsha...'. "uh, excuse me..." said a deep baritone voice, intervening Maleece's conversation... "...could you tell me where I could find detective Malik Jones...?" asked James Maddox, politely... Maleece turned around [as he poured his coffee], looking the tall, handsome black man up and down... "Yeah..." he answered, unable to take his eyes off the handsome man... "...he's uh..., right over there...!" he pointed, as Malik sat staring at his desk... The man turned, his face brightening somewhat after seeing the detective... "Detective Jones..." said the man, towering over a seated Malik, "...it's nice to see you again...!" "James Maddox, right...?" asked Malik, having had the man's named carved in his brain. "Yes..." answered Maddox, "...the man you had the car accident with...!" [The District chap-29]- "I'm here because there seems to be some discrepancy with your insurance company..." said the big man [6'3"], handing Malik the paperwork from his insurance company... "Really...?" asked Malik taking the paperwork, reading it over... "This is WRONG...! My insurance was paid up to date...!" "Well..., as the paperwork shows, THEY say you didn't...!" corrected Maddox. "So if you'd like to CALL them and straighten this out..." "Yes, I definitely will...!" said Malik, taken aback by the letter. "I need to get to the bottom of this...! Is it okay if I call you as soon as I straighten this all out...?" "Definitely...!" said Maddox, reaching down to shake Malik's hand. Malik grasped the taller man's hand, their grasps lingering slightly longer than necessary... "I'll look forward to your call...!" "Okay..." said Malik, watching as Maddox exited. Maleece stood back by the coffee machine, saying nothing, but looking at his partner as if he'd just did something wrong...! "What...?" asked Malik, catching a complex as Maleece shook his head judgingly before returning to his desk... "And you talk about ME cheating...!" he said, taking his seat. "WHAT...?" choked Malik, calling out to left field. "How does MY insurance problems with someone I had a CAR accident with, measure up to YOU having sexual relations with someone in the backseat of our cruiser...??" he asked, seeing no comparison. "Because the circumstances of HOW you met..., doesn't matter when you KNOW you're going to sleep with someone!" stated Maleece, bluntly. "HUH...??" inquired Malik. "WHO'S sleeping with anyone...?!" "Come off it..." insisted Maleece, "...you KNOW you attracted to that guy...! Hell..., I'M attracted to that guy...! If you DON'T sleep with him I will!" Malik laughed... "You're becoming MORE gayer by the day!" he joked, calling his insurance company... >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>3<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< THE LANCASHIRE HALFWAY HOUSE 37 year old Davis Wood awoke in his own bed that morning [at The Halfway House residence he lived in since getting out of prison], after a long day of servicing the boys at The Drug House. He came in late last night just before 12 o'clock curfew, took a hot shower, then retired to his bed exhausted. Sleeping on his stomach, he didn't hear the lite tapping on his door, nor hear when his fellow Halfway House resident [Jonathan Hodge] waked in and yanked off his covers. Hodge had been busy trying to reestablish himself a life outside of prison, finding real work, and saving his money to [eventually] move into his own apartment. He did everything the administrators at Lancashire House advised, dotting his I's and crossing his T's. He reconciled with people and family from his past, acknowledging those he wronged. The only thing lacking in Hodge's life was a steady FB he could dump his loads in every night. He thought he found a temporary bitch in the form of his neighbor Davis Wood, however the 37 year old didn't make curfew consistently, leaving Hodge [and some of the others] to suffer from blue balls. Hodge woke up with a major hard-on, and a desperate need to stick it in someone quick. He tried Davis's room [as he had every day since their arrival], and hit pay dirt when found Davis sleeping in his own bed. Hodge quickly [quietly] closed the door behind him, then walked over to Davis's bed and yanked off his covers. His dick was aching to explode as he roughly shoved his hand into the back of Davis's boxer and felt for his fuck-hole. Davis's anus was soft to the touch [like pussy], having been well fucked since becoming `house pussy' for a bunch of drug dealers. Hodge was easily able to shove his finger in, the warm snatch causing his already hard dick to drool pre-cum as he started to remove his pants. Davis was awakened when Hodge climbed atop him [pushing his legs open as he lay in-between], then forcibly shoved his 10.5" erection straight up his ass. "UUHHHHGGG...!!" grunted Davis, awakening instantly as the big man [6'4", 200 lbs] lay on top of him and began fucking. "UHHHGGG...! UHHHGG...! UHHHGGG...! Oh god...!" grunted Davis, after every inward stab. "Shhh..." warned Hodge, knowing they could be thrown out of the program if caught... "...ain't like yur ass ain't used to gettin' fucked regularly...!" Davis bit his lower lip as he simply grit his teeth and endured the severe pain shooting through his intestines. Sure he'd been the bottom for hundreds of dudes while imprisoned in The Hole, living at The Halfway House, and working in The Drug House; but awakening from a sound sleep to the feeling of a 10" dick pummeling your rectum while you're still half out of it, is no easy feat for anyone. He lay underneath the man on top of him, weighting him down with his bulk as he rammed his huge elephant prick in and out of his ass without consent. Hodge didn't care if Davis was in the mood to be fucked or not, he didn't care that the father of 4 was suffering from a deep depression and medicating his sorrow by allowing teens half his age to fuck him like a bitch. All Hodge knew [all Hodge cared about] was getting his own rocks off, beating the boi-pussy up beneath him until he filled his ass with thick heavy doses of his hot seed. Having not cum in days [thanks to Davis's disappearing acts], he had plenty of seed to get rid of! Davis could feel Hodge's hips slamming into his ass every time he rammed his dick forward, his inward thrusts sending Davis deeper into the mattress before the recoil sent his ass back up against the dick. Hodge set up a steady pounding that allowed his dick to thrust into Davis's easy open ass relentlessly, his meaty pelvis slapping into his ass like a wooden paddle. Davis groaned and grunted after every thrust, his asshole taking the brunt of impact as the dick penetrated deep inside his colon. Hodge humped into Davis's ass with hard strong strokes, his heavy stomach pressing into the smaller man's lower back as he fucked, tiny grunts of air escaping his nostrils as the air depleted from his lungs with every pump. He sawed his dick in and out of the ass, fucking with a steady rhythm as his dick pierced 10 inches of more on every stroke. "I don't know WHERE this pussy's been for the past couple of days..." He breathed into Davis's ear. "...but wherever it was, it obviously's been getting worked over real good...! This pussy's about as open as a street whore's cunt! Somebody's been beating this backdoor in pretty damn good!" Davis chose not to say anything as his man-cunt relaxed under the heavy hammering, clinging to the dick's girth as it passed through. "To be truthful...I don't really give two fucks HOW many niggas fuck this pussy..." breathed Hodge, keeping the same pace as he fucked and talked. "...so long as it's available whenever I need to bust off in it! So I advise you bring your ass HOME at night..., before the administers decide you send you back to prison for violating parole...!" Davis felt Hodge plunge his thick dick into his ass one last time, then felt him grunt heavily in his ear... "URRRHHHHH...!" he groaned as a deluge of cum erupted from his pulsating dick, spilling deep into Davis's vitals as his body accepted the liquidity warm gift. Hodge lay against Davis's back for a full minute while his dick drained in his gut. He pulled out a few moments later, climbing back down off the bed to retrieve his pants. After redressing, he left the room, leaving the door open and Davis lying naked in bed... Davis was still recovering from the unexpected fucking, when the next suitor came calling. 25 year old Aaron Greene was walking by [en-route to his morning job], when he spotted a naked Davis lying in bed [his bare rump uncovered]. Aaron stopped at the door, then looked around to make sure no one else was around as he reached down to massage his dick bulge. He'd heard about the `pussy-boy' on the second floor, but had yet to meet him as he'd just moved in a few days ago. He stepped into the room, quietly closing the door behind him in case the man was sleeping. Davis never stirred or opened his eyes as the man walked across the room to his bed, then gently reached down to feel his bare bottom... "Damn..." he said, as his fingers slipped easily into the cum soaked hole. Realizing the bitch was there for the fucking, he undid his pants and climbed onboard, ramming his 7.5" dick straight through his cum buttered anus as he buried himself inside and started fucking. Davis could feel the new dick moving through him, sliding in and out as the man humped on top of him. The new guy's dick wasn't as big as Hodge's, allowing Davis to continue pretending to be asleep as the man humped away at his hole. "SHIT...!" cursed the man, feeling his dick starting to throb already as it pummeled through another man's load. He could feel the access cum bubbling out around his plunging prick. His dick stabbed deep into the bottom man's hole, his pelvic bone slamming into his ass cheeks like a stopper. He could feel his dick pulsing with excitement as the anus sucked the long wet shaft. "Oh SHIT...!" he gasped, shooting his load in record time, bucking against the ass beneath him as he flooded it with his babies. Davis moaned softly as the new dick erupted inside him. He could feel the guy grinding against him, giving him everything his balls had to offer. When he was done coming, he yanked his prick free, them climbed down and zipped up without saying another word. Davis could feel the load beginning to drool from his well fucked ass. Looking at the clock, it was only 7am, with others scheduled to leave soon for their jobs as well. Davis knew he would receive a few more fucks before his morning bliss was ended, then it would be off to The Drug House where he would undoubtedly get fucked for the rest of the day into the evening hours...all while enjoying the free drugs the dealers had to offer... >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>4<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< ELSEWHERE Detectives Jones and Cortez pull up in front of common row home somewhere in the heart of West Philly. Parking their car, they casually walked up the steps and knocked on the door. A middle-aged woman answered... "Yes...?" she asked, looking at the two well-dressed men skeptically. "Mrs. Wood...?" asked Malik, getting a nervous nod from the woman. "I'm detective Malik Jones, and this is my partner Maleece Cortez..., we were wondering if your SON Noah was home...?" "What is this about...?" asked Mrs. Wood, standing in the doorway, blocking entrance into her home. "Did he DO something wrong...?" "No ma'am...we'd just like to ask him a few questions...!" answered Malik. "About what...? His father...?" asked the woman, pulling her sweater tightly around her body... "He don't know anything about his dad...! He hasn't seen him...!" "It's not about his father...!" interrupted Maleece. "Is he in...?" "Hold on..." said the woman, leaving the door ajar as she went to retrieve her son. Malik and Maleece waited patiently, until a handsome young man answered the door [his mother hovering behind, curiously]... "Yeah...?" he asked, looking the detectives up and down. "Bling...?" asked Malik, quickly taken by the teen's striking facial appeal. "Yeah..." answered the boy, standing in the doorway. "Do you know Raheim Jackson...?" asked Maleece. "Sort of..." answered Bling. "We HEARD that you had paid him a visit just before he was murdered in his apartment...!" stated Maleece, wanting to see the boy's reaction. "You're not trying to pin no MURDER RAP on my son, are you...??!" asked Mrs. Wood, pushing Noah aside... "No ma'am..., we just want to ask him a few questions about Raheim and why he was there that day...!" answered Malik, respectfully. "Is my SON a suspect...?" asked Mrs. Wood, wondering if she should contact a lawyer...? "Not at the moment..." said Malik. "We'd like to talk to him in private...!" said Maleece, not wanting any interference from the mother. "NO! Hell NO!" defied Mrs. Wood... "I've already lost my husband to the prison system..., I ain't about to lose my SON too...!" "If your son is innocent, he has nothing to fear...!" stated Maleece. "It's okay, mom..." assured Noah, calming his mother down. "...I didn't DO anything!" Mrs. Wood hesitated, then left her son to talk to the police... "We KNOW you were one of the men in the homosexual sex video Rahiem videotaped of Officer Elliott getting fucked...!" said Maleece bluntly, enjoying the drained look on the cute boy's face. "Is THAT why you and William Morgan went over to his apartment and KILLED him...?" he asked. "We didn't kill anybody...!" said Noah, pulling the door to so his mother couldn't hear the allegations. "We went over there..., but he was ALIVE when we left...! You could asked the GUY that was there...!" "But you don't deny being in the sex tape...?" asked Maleece, making notes in his pad. "No...I did the video..." answered Noah. "Why...?" asked Maleece, curiously. Noah hunched his shoulders... "I dunno..." he said, innocently. "...I'd done one as a kid in high school with a couple of friends..., so I didn't think it would be a big deal...!" "But then Raheim sent it into the news media...!" said Malik, completing Noah's thoughts... "He said he didn't..." answered the teen. "Did you and Will believe him...?" asked Maleece. "Will didn't..." answered Noah. He HIT him...! We threatened him..., but we left him alive!" "Do you think Will could have returned later and finished what he started...?" asked Malik. "Naw..." said Noah, giving it a brief thought. "...he don't drive...and his wife ShaQuetta wouldn't let him out of her sights that long at night to take septa over to Raheim's and back...! She has TRUST issues...!" "I wonder why...?" said Malik sarcastically, glancing over at his partner. "Can YOU think of anyone that might've wanted to see Raheim dead...?" asked Maleece. "No..." answered Noah. "...but then I didn't know him all that well...!" >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>5<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< TAE Tae Hyun Kye left Q's grandmom's house shortly after breakfast [receiving no nookie from his BF], then walked home down the street to his family's store/residence and was surprised to see that they were already open for business. Several long time customers were already inside, purchasing food items and giving the family their condolences. Mi-Hi was very gracious when the black women of the area walked up to show their support, however Joon-Mo [the dead man's biological brother] wasn't quite so friendly, keeping himself busy while keeping a wary eye on every black male that entered the store. <"TAE..."> yelled Mi-Hi, when she saw her nephew walk in. <"...where have you been...? I've been calling and calling you...! You not answer your cell phone!"> "Oh..." said Tae, pulling his phone from his pocket... <"...I turned it off...!"> he explained, giving his auntie a hug. <"The store looks great...!"> he said, looking around at all the work they'd done to reopen on time. <"YOU should have been here...!"> said Mi-Hi, sadly. <"You and your uncle need to make up...! Family shouldn't fight!"> Tae looked up at his uncle as he bagged someone's groceries at the front of the store. Joon-Mo glanced over at Tae before handing the women her bag. Pride prevented him from approaching Tae first, despite wanting to reach out and reconcile for hitting him. Tae slowly approached the counter... <"Your AUNTIE was really worried about you...!"> said Joon-Mo, standing behind the counter. <"You should have returned ONE of her messages to let her know you were okay...!"> <"My phone was off...!"> explained Tae. <That was totally irresponsible of you...!"> responded Joon. <"WHERE were you...? With your FRIEND, Q...?"> <"Yes."> answered Tae, honestly. Joon sighed... <"You KNOW we don't like you hanging around that boy...!"> he said, as another non Korean speaking customer walked up to purchase items. <"You don't even know him...!"> said Tae, defensively. <"I don't need to KNOW him to know he's bad news for you!"> said Joon-Mo, punching the prices into the register. Tae snickered with frustration... <"You're just like uncle Ho...!"> he said, recalling the same argument with his dead uncle. Mo's face twisted in anger [the female customer had no idea what the two Asian men were talking about, but she could tell by their tones that it was a dosey!]. <"How DARE you mention your uncle's name in such manner...!"> snapped Mo, stepping from behind the counter. The female customer stepped back, unsure whether or not the 2 men were going to go into fisticuffs. <"Your uncle DIED in this store, providing a life for you and his family back home when these...these...ANIMALS killed him...!"> he yelled as he approached the teenager. <"You don't SPEAK his name to me again, you selfish nigger!"> Tae's eyes watered as the TRUTH of how his family felt about him came out. He'd always felt unloved and disrespected as a member of the family, as if they never liked him for being only partially Asian. Tae saw RED after his uncle called him the racial slur, hitting him across the face and sending him backwards into a rack of individually wrapped snacks. Mi-Hi came running up from the back, having heard the commission. Joon-Mo lay on the floor [potato chips, corn chips, pretzels, cheese curls, and onion rings lay scattered around him... Tae left, again [as his uncle held his bloody lip], his auntie calling his name in the distance... ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, This story writing by NPHILLYDOGG@aol.com aka EUGENE MARVIN ________________________________________________ To leave comments, questions, and/or suggests, write me at address above, or hit me up on Facebook for updates on what I'm currently working on.