Date: Sun, 28 Feb 2010 17:24:48 -0500
From: nphillydogg@aol.com
Subject: the precinct II / pt-17

[Reader's Note: this story line is a sequel to PRECTINCT TWENTY-THREE (1st
series) in Nifty.org Jan-2007 gay/authoritarian section, and its spin-off
sister story THE HOLE in the Nov-2008 section of the same category. Please
read those two stories in their entirety, starting with Precinct-23 first
in order to get the full understanding of the characters. --DOGG]

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THE PRECINCT II -pt-17
Title: THUG FEST

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Pt-1<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<

PRECINCT-23
Morning...

	Police detective Maleece Cortez sat in the passenger seat of his
own car, nursing one hell of a hangover. He wore dark tented sunglasses to
not only shield his eyes from the brightness of the sun, but to hide the
redness from any onlookers who might be able to look at him and tell his
was inebriated.
	He waited in his car as his partner (fellow detective Malik Jones)
came out of the nearby Dunkin Doughnuts carrying two paper coffee cups. He
handed Maleece latte, then got into the passenger's seat. "How you
feeling...?" asked Malik concerned, as Maleece sipped his coffee.

"Like a warmed over plate of shit!" said Maleece, honestly. "Why did I
allow you to talk me into coming into work today...? I was fine lying in a
pool of my own filth!"

"You're pathetic!" chuckled Malik. "You came into work because you caused
quite a ruckus last night when you started kicking people out of the
house...! You don't want to also turn around and call out today and bring
even MORE whispers behind your back!"

"Who gives a fuck what those losers at work think...?" sulked Maleece.

"YOU do, that's who!" joked Malik, pulling into the police parking lot.
	The partners exit Maleece's car and enter the building where they
punch in for another long day's work. Maleece was barely in the building
when he started getting funny looks and wisecracks from his co-workers
about the party last night (chap-15). He took it on the chin in stride,
making his way to the sanctity of his desk where he was run interference by
another fellow detective (Scotty Macnamara).

"So what was the deal last night, Maleece...?" asked the 34 year old
detective, looking to get a rise out of Maleece. "You invite everyone over
for a shin-ding at your place one minute, then you're kicking us all out in
the cold the next! What got you so hot under the collar...? Did your rookie
roommate forget to put `pansy lovers' on the cake or something...?"

"You're not right, Scotty...!" laughed Hightower in the background, as
everyone went on about their business.

"No I got it..." continued Macnamara, on a roll. "...he got the wrong
icing...! You like sperm filling!" laughed the detective.

"Whatever Mac! I ain't for your shit this morning...!" snapped Maleece,
walking to his desk.

"Oooo look at me, I'm scared! I'm scared!" teased Mac. "You might scare you
roommate girlfriend with that tone, but you don't do shit for m..."
	Scott Macnamara's last comment was rudely interrupted when Maleece
(on route to his own desk) suddenly made a detour and lunged after him. The
detective instinctively jumped up to his feet just as he and Maleece
clashed.

"HEY...!" yelled someone, alerting everyone's attention to the sudden brawl
in the squad room as Maleece shoved Macnamara back into another detective's
desk. The two men barely got off more than a couple of swings before Malik,
Hightower, and a few other detectives broke it up and pulled them apart.

"What the fucks wrong with you...??!!" asked Mac, his clothes all twisted
from where Maleece gripped him up.

"I'm tired of you riding me all the time! Say one more thing to me and I
swear I'll put my foot so far up your fuckin' ass you'd be suckin' my toes
for a week!!" yelled Maleece, getting a few awkward snickers from his
co-workers.

"What the hell's going on out here...?!?" asked captain McConnell, catching
everyone's attentions off guard as he suddenly appeared standing in the
middle of the squad room with his trench coat and briefcase in hand.

"All I asked him was what happened last night...?!!" lied Macnamara.

"Everything's under control, sir!" assured Hightower, as McConnell checked
the room.

"Good..., cause we have an emergency meeting in the conference room in 5!
Everyone's presents is expected!" ordered McConnell, walking off briskly.

"What's that about...?" asked someone in the background.

"You okay...?" asked Malik, confronting his partner.

"Yeah..., I'm kew!" said Maleece, worried about his job as he calmed down
and finally made his way to his desk. "What does McConnell want...?"

"How should I know..., I just got here same as you!" answered Malik.

"Why don't you go in and find out...?" asked Maleece, curious.

"Cause he said he'd tell us all in 5 minutes...!" said Malik,
sarcastically.

"C'mon Malik..., you and McConnell're good friends...!" encouraged Maleece,
wanting to know if the meeting was about him? "Why don't you just go in
there casually and ask him what's up...? I'm sure he'll tell you!"

"Really Maleece..., sometimes you're like a baby!" snapped Malik, walking
off towards the captain's office. He knocked on the door gently as
McConnell was settling in. The 52 year old mixed mulatto looked up from his
desk, then waved Malik in. "Hi Captain...!" said Malik, feeling like a
spy. "Everything okay...?"

"Why you ask...?" asked McConnell curiously, hoping his personal life
wasn't showing.

"Just curious..." said Malik, not wanting to break any egg shells. "...you
left the party so abruptly last night..., before everything went to
hell...!"

"Oh...!" said McConnell, thinking about last night. "Andrew and I..." (he
took a deep breath, deciding if he should air his dirty laundry?) "...broke
up last night!"

"WHAT...??!" asked Malik surprised, his facial expression more fascinated
than shocked. "What brought that on...?!"

"He informed me that he slept with my son, Elliott..." said McConnell,
pausing to take it all in. "...THEN informed me that he still intended to
keep seeing him!"

"Naw...!" gasped Malik. "How did he like your size 13" foot up his ass...?"

"He left this morning...!" chuckled McConnell, collecting a stack of
paperwork on his desk.

"This morning...?" asked Malik, having expected McConnell would have kick
him out last night. "What does Elliott have to say about it...?"

"I haven't spoken to Elliott, yet...!" admitted McConnell, feeling the
worse for wear. "I went down to Jeremiah University where Elliott
registered for the past 3 years...?" he continued, taking Malik into his
confidence. "...only to find out that he had flunked out and had been
living on campus illegally in some FRAT house as one of their male whores
for the past two years! TWO years! While his mother and I had been sending
him tuition money!"

"Oh damn...!" responded Malik, flabbergasted.

"If I spoke to him right now..., I'D be getting arrested for killing him!"
sighed McConnell, at his wits end.

"What does Christina have to say about all of this...?" inquired Malik.

"She's not speaking to him..." answered McConnell. "...because Elliott
slept with HER boyfriend before she kicked them both out!"

"Sounds like Elliott needs to talk to someone...!" said Malik,
sympathetically.

"You mean a psychiatrist...?" asked McConnell, knowingly. "I've thought of
that...!"

"Hey..., he might not like it at first, but it'll be the best move for him
in the long run! He's on a destructive path, and probably doesn't know how
to get off of it! Worked for me!" smiled Malik, having taken McConnell up
on his offer to see the police's private doctor after Louis' death
(Precinct Twenty Three 1st series).

"Yeah..., but he's going to have to WANT to go..." said McConnell, having
doubts his son would agree to see a therapist.
	Malik couldn't help feeling sorry for McConnell, having lost two
lovers in two years. He thought David was a wonderful man who deserved to
have the love he was looking for. Though Malik had always been a tad bit
jealous of McConnell and Andy's relationship, he truly wished it had worked
out for them, as they had both been good people.

"Is there anything I can do to help...?" asked Malik, sincerely. McConnell
looked up at him, thinking of a few things...

"No..." he answered, not wanting to risk their friendship. "...we'd better
get ready for the meeting!" he said instead, standing.

"Oh yeah..., what's THAT all about...?" asked Malik, causally.

"We're planning a raid on Tempest Williams' hideout today..." informed
McConnell, enthusiastically (Tempest's escape from prison (original series)
had been a major thorn in the Precinct's side since the day it
happened). "...the Sleeper contacted me last night about a big drug deal
happening today! At last..., Tempest is going back where he belongs!"


>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Pt-2<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<

WYNNFIELD

	Jake lay in bed, his mind and body in a complete state of bliss as
his brain coasted on remnants of the urban drug Sextasy, and his body still
reeled from the intense sex it endured last night and this morning.
	He slept on and off most of the morning, losing himself in a haze
of horniness and fatigue. In his dreams (which were always erotic) he heard
the chiming of bells in the distance. When he awoke, he found the chimes
belonged to his cell phone which had been ringing in the seat of his jeans
which were thrown across the floor. Jake struggled out of bed and found his
phone, flipping the top..., "Hello...?"

"JAKE!" yelled his partner (Ellis). "Where the fuck are you?! You did a `no
call no show' this morning at roll call!"

"huh...? Oh..! Ellis...! What time is it...?" asked Jake, looking around
the room for a clock.

"I punched you in and covered for you! Where the fuck are you??!" yelled
Ellis, driving the patrol car with one hand.

"I'm uh..." thought Jake, unsure where he was. "...I'm at..., --Malik's
place!" he recalled.

"Who's Malik?!" asked Ellis, angrily.

"Maleece's partner...! I spent the night at his place last night...!"
explained Jake, sitting on the floor. "Mal and I broke up..." he said,
upset.

"WHERE ARE YOU...??!!" asked Ellis, raising his voice in hopes that Jake
would listen.

"uh..., I don't know...!" said Jake, looking around.

"Ask somebody!" said Ellis, not knowing which direction to go.

"Nobody's here...!" said Jake, taking note of the empty apartment.

"Is there any mail lying around with an address on it...?" asked Ellis,
impatiently.

"Oh! Wait a sec...!" said Jake, jumping to his feet as he ran out into the
living room and began sorting through the junk mail on the table. "Yeah...,
got it!" he said, picking up an envelope. "6969 W. Windsor Street!" he
read.

"That's in Wynnfield!" said Ellis, hitting the turn signal. "I'll be there
in 10 minutes! You got your uniform?"

"uh..." thought Jake, trying to clear the cobwebs. "...it's in Malik's
trunk!" he recalled.

"Good! Be dressed when I get there!" ordered Ellis, hanging up as he
flipped the siren and began running red lights.


>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Pt-3<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<

	29 year old former convict Marvin Rollins left his place of
employment knowing he would never return. While the fringe benefits were
good (fucking both his boss Emmanuelle Delgado and his wife Paula when and
wherever he could), his paycheck left him with a bitter taste in his
mouth. The Delgado's only hired prison labor because it was cheap, who
would complain when parole officers are nagging them to get jobs? Marvin
had been tempted to shove the flimsy check up the boss's ass along with his
dick after wasting Malik's gas driving his car into work pick up his joke
of a paycheck.
	To add insult to injury, Marvin returned home to find a black and
white police car parked in his parking spot. He cursed the officer who
stole his parking space as he searched for another down the street. The
only saving grace of his day was the fact that Jake Valentine still lay
upstairs in the apartment waiting to be dicked down some more. Marvin could
feel his dick already hardening at the thought of plowing the young officer
again. Cops like Jake (and Malik) didn't grow on trees, and Marvin intended
to use his little tight white boy ass for as long as he stayed there.

	He climbed the steps of the second floor walkup with his dick
prominently tenting the front of his pants as he placed his key in the
door. As he opened the door, he was shocked to find a naked Jake riding a
black uniformed policeman's dick, his back pressed flat against the
officer's chest as he leaned back against him and bounced his hungry ass up
and down on his dick.
	Marvin couldn't believe his eyes as he watched Jake's ass easily
swallow up all 8 and 1/2 thick fat inches the officer had to offer. Jake
had his head thrown back against the black man's shoulder, his head turned
awkwardly towards him as they both shared a passionate soulful french kiss.

"What the fuck...?" asked Marvin aloud, sounding like a jealous lover.

	Jake's (and Ellis') heads jerked up as they both looked towards the
door to find the big muscled ex-convict standing there watching
them. Without missing a single stroke of his ass, Jake explained..., "Oh,
Marvin...! This is my partner Rodney...! He came by to pick me up for
work!"

"And for a lil' ass, no doubt!" frowned Marvin, flatly. "You just could'n
wait, eh...?"

"I'm sorry..." said Jake, still bouncing as Marvin watched Ellis' dick
disappearing in and out of Jake's hole.

"Who the hell's that...?!" asked Ellis, looking up at Marvin hard.

"That's Malik's roommate!" introduced Jake, his body on automatic as he
continued fucking.

"Don't git up!" said Marvin sarcastically, closing the door behind him.
	Jake and Ellis watched Marvin's every move as the ex-con tossed
Malik's car keys on the table, then began to unzip his pants. He watched
Jake's perfectly toned jock body heave up and down as he fucked himself
atop Ellis' rigid rod, taking the entire shaft from tip to base as easily
as one counts to one-two. Marvin hoisted his hardon from his zipper, then
presented it for Jake to suck. Jake wasted no time leaning forward to take
it in his mouth as he stretched his lips open and allowed the long large
brown tool to pass through.

	Ellis continued to sit there as Jake sucked one dick while bouncing
on another. He laid his head back against the sofa, enjoying the feel of
his partner's buttery anus as it milked and sucked along his hard shaft
like a greased silk glove. He pushed troubled thoughts of his father's
demands behind bars from his mind as he allowed himself to partake in this
enjoyment. Since his father's arrest, it was rare that he got to enjoy
himself as much as when he fucked Jake, allowing the pressures of the Force
and family loyalty to slip by the waist side for the time being.
	Marvin grabbed the back of Jake's bobbing head and began pulling
his face into his crotch. He pushed his thick dick into the naked officer's
mouth, forcing it to go down into his throat. Jake's eyes bulged as the
thick fat black dick forced open his throat and began to travel deep down
into the bend of his neck. All the while his throat was being stuffed, he
never stopped bouncing on Ellis' meat. Ellis held him gently about the
waist helping him bounce as his ass rose and fell onto the officer's lap
repeatedly, sending his dick balls deep with every downward plunge.

"Shit..., his ass feels just like pussy...!" moaned Ellis, lying back
against the couch, his uniform pants wrapped down around his ankles.

"Thanks..." said Marvin, taking credit. "...took alotta long sleepless
nites to git his ass that open! But it was worth it!"

"Definitely was!" agreed Ellis, taking partial credit as well.
	Marvin locked his hands around the back of Jake's head and began
thrust fucking in and out of his throat. Jake panted breathlessly through
his nose as he tried to accommodate Marvin's log, his body no longer his
own as the two black men took total control over him.

"How long've YOU been fuckin' him...?" asked Marvin, staring down at Ellis
from up top.

"Ever since we became partners!" answered Ellis. "You...?"

"Since I got outta jail!" answered Marvin, thinking back to when Jake saved
him from being executed at a cheap motel while under police witness
protection (chaps-61 & 62 of The HOLE). "I just had a idea...!" continued
Marvin, gripping a handful of Jake's sweaty hair as he yanked his head back
off his dick and began beating it against his upturned face. "You want BOTH
of our dicks stuffed up that hot ass...?" he asked, causing Jake to tremble
with desire.

"Yes...! Yes! Fuck me! Both of you!" panted Jake, still high.
	Ellis watched confused as Marvin pulled Jake up off his hardon
(Ellis' stiff wet dick popped free from the sucking hole as it swayed back
and forth looking for a new place to dwell). Marvin ordered Ellis to get
up, then took Ellis' place on the sofa after stripping down naked. Ellis
would have been able to tell by Marvin's huge muscles and tattoos that he
had spent some time in prison, even if he hadn't said so himself. He
watched as Marvin maneuvered Jake to sit down on his dick, aiming his thick
ramrod upward as Jake carefully aligned his hole and sat
down. "UHHHHHH...!!" groaned the Caucasian officer as Marvin's dick
stretched him wider than Ellis, sinking deep into his slick wet bowels.
	Marvin scooted down on the couch, grabbing and spreading Jake's
muscled legs up and open like a wishbone as he ordered Ellis to "Go ahead
man..., stuff his ass fulla dick!" Ellis looked slightly confused as he
looked down to see Marvin's huge black dong already lodged 3/4's the way up
Jake's stretched hole, and wondered `where' was he supposed to stuff his
dick? "C'mon man..., ain't you ever seen a porno...? Stick yur dick up this
bitch's ass and let's double stuff him like an Oreo!"

	Finally getting the picture, Ellis maneuvered himself between
Jake's spread legs, then eased his erection up alongside the base of
Marvin's dick. He aligned the fat round head against the Jake anal ring,
then pushed inward. "AARRRHHHH...!!!" yelled Jake, feeling his asshole
stretch even more as Ellis' dick head began to burrow inside him.
	Ellis couldn't believe how strange it felt feeling his dick sliding
up along the underbelly of another man's prick. He wasn't prepared for how
`funny' it felt, and was nearly ready to pull back and quit before his
shaft suddenly started to sink into Jake's over stuffed ass. Jake's head
fell back against Marvin's shoulder as both dicks lodged inside his
hole. The pain was excruciating, but Jake was paralyzed, and had to do what
the two men ordered.

	Ellis shoved his dick as far up the fully stuffed hole as possible,
feeling the ultra tight rim of Jake's grossly stretched anal ring cutting
into the base of his dick. He could feel Marvin's dick alongside his as
both dicks pulsed side by side deep in Jake's steamy innards. He pulled
back, sliding his thick fat 8 and 1/2 inch tool out until only the head
remained inside before sliding back in. Marvin groaned underneath as Ellis'
dick slide along his own, the two thick black dicks acting as Siamese twins
as they rubbed back and forth against each other, oiled down with spit and
lube.
	Jake felt a pain in his ass that he'd never knew before, even more
painful than the exquisite stretching Marvin's fist did to him earlier that
morning. He felt as if he might pass out from the pain as Ellis began
fucking back and forth. He could hear Marvin moaning erotically, enjoying
the feeling of his super stretched ring as Ellis sled back and forth. But
Jake felt as if he might break in half, as if his body was being pulled
apart by the two huge dicks that sword fought inside him.

	Ellis could see the pain written all over his partner's face as he
fucked him. He could hear the agony in his voice every time he stuffed his
dick all the way back up into his hole. But Ellis' dick was feeling way too
good to pull out now. He was sorry that Jake wasn't enjoying the double
fucking as much as he and Marvin, but he wasn't going to stop fucking that
hot heated hole until he dumped a load deep inside of it, to hell with
courtesy.
	Eventually the pain in Jake's ass started to lessen the more Ellis
fucked. Soon Jake's moans of agony started to sound more pleasurable. His
dick hardened against his abs as he lay sandwiched between the two hot
men. He felt totally fucked as his asshole adjusted to the double stuffing,
sucking and squeezing along the hard shafts rather than trying to repel
them.

"Oh fuck...! I'm not going to last too much longer...!" groaned Ellis, his
eyes shut tight as he concentrated on the pleasures flowing through his
penis.

"Bust that nutt up in his ass, man! C'mon..., breed this bitch!" encouraged
Marvin, thrusting his own hips up into Jake's ass as well.
	Jake started shooting hot cum up over his own bare chest and
stomach as Ellis picked up the pace and started hammering him harder. Ellis
wasn't even aware of Jake's orgasm, so enthralled in his own ecstasy. He
shoved all the way up inside Jake's ass and unloaded, as thick hot bursts
of rich creamy semen exploded in Jake's oven hot bowels.

"AWWW FUUUCCKKK...!!" yelled Ellis, throwing his head back as he came.

"AWW shit dawg..., I feel that nutt...!" said Marvin, still thrusting
upward as he felt Ellis' throbbing rod pulsating against his dick. Marvin
continued to thrust up into Jake's quivering convulsing hole, with Ellis'
added cum acting as liquid warm lubricant. Marvin humped up into Jake's
ass, sending himself over the edge as he thrust all the way up inside and
came.

AARRRRHHH SHIT...! I'm fuckin' cumin...!!" he screamed, his own dick
pulsing wildly against Ellis'. The two black men stood absolutely still as
they both erupted loads and loads of creamy rich potency in Jake's double
stuffed rectum. All three men moaned and panted for breath, all three
feeling the same exquisiteness between them.
	Ellis was the first to recover as he slowly eased his softening
dick from Jake's stretched hole. Jake shuttered once the dick popped free,
his sore hole relaxing around Marvin's embedded depths as Ellis regained
his composure. He stepped back a few feet as he reached down and pulled up
his uniform pants. He stared down at Jake's pale white body as it glistened
wetly against Marvin's darker more muscular body. He stared into Marvin's
face for a moment, as recognition suddenly set in. He knew the ex-con from
somewhere...? Then he remembered his father's trial, and the convict who
testified against him, helping McConnell to get his dad convicted...!


>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Pt-4<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<

NORTH PHILLY

"Yo man..., I can't believe I'm about to meet the infamous Tempest
motherfucking Williams, man! This shit's incredible man! I'm stoked!" said
Diamond, riding in the back of K-lo's ride.

"You need to sit back and chill the fuck out before you nut your damn
pants, hommie...!" joked Smooch from the front passenger's seat. "You like
a lil' fuckin' girl bout to go to her first prom n'shit..., all giddy and
excited!"

"You niggas met him before, so it ain't no big deal to yall...!" defended
Diamond, trying to compose himself as he went along for the ride. "But I've
only seen this nigga onna news and from what I heard other niggas say about
him onna streets! He like a fucking celebrity and shit!"

"Dumb mofo probably ask for his autograph...!" laughed Smooch, poking K-lo
in the ribs while he drove.

"Yo Dia..., Smooch's rite hommie, you need to calm down back there! Tempest
don't like newbees who be all up in his grill actin' star struck n'shit!
It's just a gatherin' nigga, chill out befo you embarrass us all!"
suggested K-lo, looking through the rearview mirror.
	Diamond took a deep cleansing breath as he sat back against the
seat. He'd been wanting to meet the man responsible for single handedly
turning the entire city on its ear 2 years ago. The man who kidnapped the
fucking mayor and turned him into his bitch, causing Edwards to resign and
move away from Philly in shame and disgrace. How the hell was he supposed
to stay cool with anticipation like that building up inside him?

	K-lo turned up onto a small dead end street, then drove slowly down
to the end of the block. The last house was a huge abandoned apartment
building, suffering badly from decades of decay. Diamond was surprised when
K-lo parked his car and shut off the engine. "Yo..., where the fuck are
we...?" asked Diamond, looking around.

"We here, nigga! Get out!" said K-lo, opening the driver's side door.
	Diamond thought K-lo and Smooch was pulling his leg, until he began
to notice all the shiny new cars parked around the old derelict building
(parked along the sidewalk, in the dirt and grass, and even double parked
in the center of the street).

"Tempest lives HERE...?!" he asked, looking up at the old house.

"He's incognito remember...? He escaped from prison last year...! Ain't
like he can go back to his home address!" informed K-lo, leading the way
around to the side entrance.
	Diamond noticed the state of the art cameras and surveillance
systems along the sides and roof of the old home and realized it was a
distinct possibility that Tempest did indeed reside here. K-lo walked down
into the side stairwell, then gave a special knock on the reinforced steel
door. Within a minute the door opened...

"Welcome gentlemen, to Tempest's humble abode!" said one of Tempest's
tranny girls, naked except for the red bra, panties, garter belt and pumps
she wore. "The party's inside...!"

"Party...?" asked Diamond, believing he was there for a meeting...

"That's rite nigga..." whispered K-lo, taking off his jacket. "...you bout
to be treated to yur first Thug Party!" he said, undressing.
	Diamond watched as K-lo and Smooch both began removing their
clothes, handing the tranny their discarded items. When they got down to
their boxers, they opted to keep them on as they disappeared into the
apartment.

"What the fuck's going on...?" asked Diamond, stepping in behind them as he
peeked his head in around the corner to see a large group of mostly black
and Hispanic men sitting around watching women (or what resembled women)
dancing provocatively in their sexiest, skimpiest underwear. Several of the
men were getting blowjobs by the women, while others drank beer and smoked
weed which Diamond believed might be laced with Sextasy (the choice drug of
most party goers).

"Take your clothes...?" asked the tranny, still standing behind Diamond,
waiting.

"Oh..." said the 30 year old as he began to unzip his jacket. "...yeah..,
of course!" he smiled nervously, handing over his clothes.
	The tranny watched with growing interest as Diamond revealed more
and more of his magnificently built body. When he peeled off his tight
white t-shirt, she couldn't help but lick her lips wantonly at the sight of
his dark hard erect nipples. She tried to keep her composure as she waited
for him to finish undoing his pants before he passed them off to her,
checking his pocket for his cell phone.

"Sorry, no cellies...!" she said, taking the phone back from him before
stuffing it back in his pants pocket. She then looked down at the soft lump
in his plain gray boxer briefs. "And those...?" she asked, waiting for the
big reveal.

"oh uh..., I'd like to keep these on if it's alright...?" smiled Diamond,
nervously.

"That's cool..." said the tranny, turning her back to reveal the thong
disappearing down the crack of her perfectly shaped bare ass
cheeks. "...they'll come off eventually!" she added, disappearing with the
3 bundles of clothes.

	Diamond wandered into the apartment where the rap music was
blasting over strategically placed speakers, giving surround sound. He
scanned the room, noticing some familiar faces in the bunch, faces he knew
from his time standing on street corners and slowly working his way up the
latter to becoming one of Tempest Williams' top money makers. Everyone in
this room was a top man of some sort, each helping to bring a steady
revenue to Tempest's empire. "Sup man...?" said another drug dealer,
suddenly appearing by Diamond's side. "First time here...?" he asked,
casually.

"Yeah..., you can tell...?" asked Diamond, hating being obvious.

"Hell yeah...! We bout the only two brothas here not participating in
this..., cesspool!" said the drug dealer, turning a beer up to his
lips. "My name's Kane by the way...!"

"Diamond!" answered the fellow drug dealer, shaking hands.

"Nice grip!" said Kane, as the two men sized each other up. "You work out a
lot!"

"As often as I can!" said Diamond.

"Kew..." responded Kane, eyeballing Diamond's ass through his underwear. He
could feel his dick finally beginning to react. All that cute tranny ass
did nothing for him. After 5 years living behind bars, his dick had gained
a definite taste for STRAIGHT boi-puusy! "...what's yur territory...?"

"North Philly..., down round Snyder's Drive...!" answered Diamond, unaware
of Kane's added attention. "You...?"

"South Philly! Roswell Heights!"

"The projects...!" said Diamond. "I'd heard Tempest was trying to move his
operations down there...! How's the mobsters treating you...?"

"We hadda meeting with them..." informed Kane, confidently. "...they all
onboard!"

"Really...?" asked Diamond, surprised. "I know they've always kept that
area of the city to themselves..., not allowing ANY outside drugs to come
in and taint their neighborhoods!"

"Money talks!" said Kane. "So man..., you go for this tranny shit too...?"
he asked, tugging his crotch with one hand while turning his beer up with
the other.

"Well..., I'm kinda surrounded by them on Snyder..." admitted
Diamond. "...and some of them look like REAL women...!" he added, as the
one who took his clothes walked up and handed him a beer.
	Kane watched as she and Diamond exchanged long glances and smiles
before she finally turned (showing off her girlish ass) and walked
away. Kane saw Diamond's eyes trapped on her switching buttock as she
walked away.

"I saw that hoe fuck 3 niggas already!" said Kane, snapping Diamond out of
his trance.

"Huh...?" asked Diamond, looking over at the drug dealer.

"Don't let them batting eyelashes fool ya man! She a hoe just like the rest
of them!" stated Kane, taking another swig.

"I know man..." chuckled Diamond embarrassed, for having been caught
enjoying the sight of another man's ass (even a man dressed as a
woman). "...this a sex party, not a love connection!"

"Okay hommie..., I'm just warnin' ya...!" said Kane, turning up the
heat. "These dudes're just like real girls..., they lure you in with all
that innocent sweet shit, then the next thing you know you ball deep up in
their ass-pussies, ready to give them a fuckin' commitment! I've seen it
happen before!"

	Diamond couldn't help but laugh...  "Any dude dumb enough to commit
to a trick deserves to be played!"

"I feel you there, hommie!" agreed, Kane, clinking beers before turning
them up to their lips. They were just beginning to bond when a naked slim
(but well toned) black man walked up to them... "Yo homs..., whateva yur
sellin', WE ain't buyin'...!" said Kane, rejecting the man before he could
even utter a word.

"Good afternoon gentlemen, allow me to introduce myself..., my name is
Brian Dunn, I'm Tempest Williams' personal assistant!" said the man,
shaking hands with both men.

"Oh snap..., my bad lil' hommie...! I thought you were..." stammered Kane,
apologetic.

"I understand." said Dunn, unaffected. "Tempest is aware of everyone here,
and would like to meet you both in the back! If you'd both please follow
me...?" added Dunn, leading the way past the sextivities. Kane couldn't
help staring at Dunn's small little ass cheeks, taking note of the slimy
anal grease rubbing the two cheeks together, and the long sticky streams of
what looked like cum running down the backs of his thighs. So the boss's
assistant liked to get butt fuck...? thought Kane to himself.
	The 3 men walked down to the end of a long hall, away from the
festivities. Dunn paused for a moment outside the last door, then opened it
to reveal Tempest Williams, ass naked as he had just stepped out of the
shower.

"Kane and Diamond I take it...?" asked Tempest, turning his back as he
stared at them through the mirror while he allowed his body to air
dry. Diamond couldn't help noticing the stab marks in Tempest's sides and
back. Tempest saw Diamond looking, and reached down to feel them
subconsciously. "That was courtesy of the Aryan Nation in prison..." said
Tempest (recalling events from chap-6 of The HOLE). "...a parting gift from
their leader, an old white bigot named Sarge! He ain't around no more
tho..., from what I hear anyway...!" smiled Tempest, picking up a can of
shaving cream. "I've been hearing good things about you two...! That's why
I invited you here, personally!" added Tempest, keeping his eye on the two
men as he smeared shaving cream all over his facial cheeks and chin.

"Thanks Temp!" said Kane, admiring the drug lord's body from behind. He
could tell by the softness of Tempest's compact ass cheeks that he had been
tapped a few times, and wondered if the boss man would be giving up any
tonight? He certainly hoped so!

"You two keep up what you've been doin' and you'll find yourselves in a
much betta place by next year!" continued Tempest, picking up his razor. "I
plan on expanding Sextasy! I've got buyers in Miami, New York, L.A.,
Atlanta, and Chi Town looking to jump onboard! This shit bout to go global!
And I'm lookin' for a few good homboiz to help run shit, feel me?"

"Definitely man!" answered Diamond as Tempest began stroking his razor down
his face.
	Careful not to knick himself, he kept a close eye on the two men
standing behind him as he shaved (old habits die hard). In prison (as well
as in thug life), one had to grow eyes behind his head to stay alive, or
else you could find yourself lying under some heavy nigga shoving his
crowbar up your ass, or pushing up daisies.

"Well I've been hearin' some good things...! I could use some guys like
yall in the near future! I just gotta know you both down with my likes...,
if you feel what I'm sayin?" said Tempest, running his foam covered razor
through the sink water.

"I feel you, dawg!" said Kane, speaking up first. "You wanna know how we
get down, right? Well I've spent 5 years in Piedmont Penn, and I got to tag
nearly as many men asses in the joint as I did girl booty on the streets
before I went in! I loves me some man ass! I try to fuck one at least once
a day if I can! Kinda hard tho, cuz I live with my girl and our kids!"
	Tempest said nothing as he simply nodded and kept shaving...

"I..., I never fucked around until I started working with K-lo and Smooch!"
admitted Diamond. "I mean..., I've always been a pussy chaser from day one!
But when I saw K-lo and Smooch getting their dicks sucked and beatin' up
some of those tranny girls' asses with their dicks..., I just had to join
in and get me some!"

"And how do you feel about it now...?" asked Tempest, curiously.

"I'm hooked man!" admitted Diamond. "After fucking them..., I'm not sure if
I could ever go back to just plain women...!"

"That's wussup!" smiled Tempest, finishing his shave as he tilted his head
upward and stroked the razor across his neck. "My boi Dunn's been followin'
yall progress since yall started workin' for me..., and I've been impressed
with the results!" said Tempest, wiping his face clean with a damp towel
after finishing up. "Now it's time to impress me in person...!"

"What we gotta do...?" asked Kane.

"Whateva feels natural!" said Tempest, as Dunn (who had been standing back
by the door) came into the bathroom and fell to his knees. Tempest watched
as Dunn looked up at the 3 men, wondering who would feed him first?
	Kane stepped over and lowered his shorts, exposing his semi-hard
dick as Dunn leaned in and took it in his mouth. Kane thought it was ironic
that he wasn't willing to give Dunn the time of day at first glance, but
now reveled at his abilities as Dunn took his semi-hard meat all the way
down to the short hairs, smashing his face in Kane's groin. Kane's dick
hardened to full erection immediately as it stretched down into the
confines of Dunn's talented throat.
	Diamond reached down and stroked his own sizable lump as he watched
the assistant suck the drug dealer.

	Kane stood still as Dunn continued deep throating, keeping his face
buried in his crotch for well over a minutes before finally pulling back,
dragging his lips back up the steely shaft before sucking madly at the
head. "Damn this bitch can suck some good dick!" moaned Kane, as Dunn went
back down on him, swallowing his dick to the root.

"It's his favorite past time!" smiled Tempest, watching closely as Kane
enjoyed himself.
	Dunn did indeed love nothing more than satisfying well hung men
with his mouth and ass. Since becoming Tempest's right hand, he'd had more
dicks in him than a gaggle of cheap prostitutes. Never once since leaving
politics to become Tempest's whore assistant had he had a single
regret. Tempest had given him what no amount of money, power, or position
in Washington could. He showed him exactly where he belonged in life,
between the legs of REAL men, men who knew how to take control and use his
sissy-boi pussy properly. Dunn had never cum so much as when he came to
work for Tempest.
	He sucked and swallowed Kane's dick from tip to root, loving the
size and taste as it filled the back of his throat like a big dick
should. From the corner of his eye he noticed Diamond standing cattycorner,
stroking what looked like another big dick under his tented boxer
briefs. He reached up and grabbed the long hard lump, pulling Diamond in
beside Kane. Kane stood shoulder to shoulder beside Diamond as Dunn
continued to work over his hard 9 and 1/2 inch pipe while massaging
Diamond's wood through his underwear. He slowly pulled down the elastic
waistband, revealing the bush crotch hair, followed by the thick dick base,
then finally the long hard shaft hand fat round head. Kane couldn't help
but be impressed as Diamond's dick looked even bigger than his. Dunn wasted
no time pulling off the first drug dealer to pounce on the second, taking
Diamond's dick into his mouth and well into his throat.

"Damn..." moaned Diamond, feeling Dunn's mouth sink down all around his
hard manhood.
	Tempest watched with amusement as Diamond's face suddenly turned
angelic when Dunn took him into his throat. He held back a chuckle as
Diamond pulled back with his hips, trying to keep his hard long 10 and 1/2
inch dick from entering Dunn's throat. But Dunn (not to be denied) simply
followed Diamond's hips and swallowed his dick whole anyway, loving the way
the fat hard meat filled his hungry gullet to the maximum.
	Diamond fought back a moan when he felt Dunn's soft thin lips
nibbling at the base of his dick, his throat muscles rippling up and down
the underbelly of his shaft like a milking machine. Dunn pulled back only
because he wanted to look up and see the face of the man he serviced. He
dragged his lips up the fat shaft, then suckled madly at the head as he
stared up into Diamond's handsome face. He loved the big man's body and
humongous package. Both Diamond and Kane resembled one another physically,
both over 6' and muscular with big dicks and mass appeal. But Diamond was
darker than Kane, and his dick was slightly bigger. It wasn't often that
Dunn got the chance to swing on anyone bigger than Tempest, who stood in
the background watching, slowly stroking his own impressive 9 and 1/2
inches.

	Kane tried not to look too jealous as he watched Dunn go crazy on
Diamond's dick. He could tell by the way the assistant sucked and moaned
that he was in love with the taste of the precious bull meat. He watched as
Diamond's eyes fluttered with enjoyment as the entire shaft of his fat baby
maker was suckled from tip to base. It was rare that he got his entire
shaft sucked, and he was enjoying the hell out of this moment, even while
embarrassed to be getting head in front of Tempest and Kane.
	Kane leaned inward and poked his hardon into Dunn's face, reminding
him that he was still there. Dunn reluctantly came off of Diamond's spit
wet meat, then swallowed Kane's down to the balls. Kane groaned as the hot
throat wrapped around his dong, milking the shaft as Dunn began sucking up
and down the full length. After about 10 strokes, Dunn spit Kane's dick out
and swallowed Diamond's again. Diamond gasped as the hot mouth took him
whole once again, his dick lodged down the cock sucking assistant's throat
as his nose buried in his groin. Dunn alternated sucking both Diamond and
Kane, giving both dicks equal time as he bobbed his head back and forth on
both. Kane reached down and wrapped his arm about Diamond's waist, pulling
him closer and getting a nervous look from Diamond. "It's easier for him to
suck us both if we stand closer..." suggested Kane, easing Diamond's
worries. Dunn positioned both dicks side by side, then took turns suckling
both heads. He swabbed the piss slits with his tongue, tasting each man's
pre-cum before stuffing both dicks into his mouth at the same time.

	Diamond moaned softly at the sensation as Dunn's facial cheeks
pulled out from the over stretching. He could only managed to stuff about a
quarter of both dicks into his mouth at once, but judging by the size of
both men's enormous manhoods that was no easy feat.
	Kane took advantage of Diamond's vulnerability when he allowed his
hand to `slip' from Diamond's waist and slide down over his fat rump. At
first diamond wasn't even aware of the action, that is until he felt Kane's
fingers prying into his ass crack, searching for his virgin hole.

"Yo...!" protested Diamond, pushing away from Kane.

"Sorry homs..., just testin' the waters...!" smiled Kane, as Dunn looked up
questionably. "Ever had your asshole ate...?" he suddenly asked, dropping
his draws down around his ankles as he turned his back to Dunn, then bent
over. "It's one of the best feelings inna world!" he added, as Dunn reached
up and parted Kane's ass cheeks. He stared at the muscled man's ass for a
moment, taking in the round cheeks and deep hairy crack before burying his
face in-between them.
	Kane made sure he put on a show for Diamond, moaning and groaning
like a bitch as the assistant's tongue licked up and down his crack in
search of his hole. Diamond watched as Dunn buried his face in the drug
dealer's ass. He stroked his own hard dick as he watched both men enjoying
themselves. "Wanna try it...?" asked Kane, knowing it wouldn't look good
for Diamond to turn down a freaky experience in front of Tempest's watchful
eye. Diamond didn't speak, as he felt torn by the idea of a man playing
with his butch butt hole. He only responded when Kane stood up, leaving
Dunn's half wet face waiting for another ass to take his place. Diamond
turned around slowly as he finished pulling his underwear down. Dunn leaned
forward and began kissing and licking his fat round protruding ass cheeks,
biting gently on the firm globes before nestling his face in-between.

"Shit..." muttered Diamond, unprepared for the sensations running through
him. He bent over further as Dunn buried more of his face. He could feel
the smaller man's tongue licking along his ass crack, cleaning his asshole
before finally zeroing in on one spot. Diamond bent even further when he
felt Dunn pull his cheeks apart roughly, then shove his tongue into the
tight hole. "Damn...!" cursed Diamond, spreading his legs to give Dunn
better access.
	Kane watched with a smile as Diamond surrendered his ass to dick
sucker, not realizing the position he was putting himself in. Kane glanced
over at Tempest, who smirked back silently, knowing the game Kane was
playing. He had no parts of it, but wanted to know just how far Kane would
get with his plan?

	Diamond bent further, poking his ass out more as Dunn began
drilling his tongue into his hole. He had never felt a sensation like this
before, having never had his ass eaten. He couldn't help reaching down to
stroke his dripping hardon, wanting (no, NEEDING) to cum.
	Kane watched as Diamond masturbated while getting his ass ate. Just
the idea of the masculine drug dealer getting off by having his ass eaten
anally was enough to make Kane's dick throb, but the South Philly drug
dealer wanted more, he wanted to bury his dick in Diamond's ass and take
his manhood right in front of Tempest Williams. What better way to show he
was the better man for the job?

	Kane interrupted Diamond's pleasure by pulling Dunn's face away
from his ass. Dunn's silent protest was met by Kane's hardon, which
instantly filled his mouth to capacity. Diamond (no longer feeling any
sensations) stood up, and turned around (reluctantly). He still stroked his
hard dick as he watched Dunn suck Kane. Kane held out his hand, motioning
for Diamond to join him in the hot blow job. Diamond accepted the motion,
standing in beside Kane once again as the drug dealer wrapped his arm back
around his waist.
	Dunn sucked up and down the length of Kane's dick, getting the
shaft nice and slippery with spit before pulling off to swallow Diamond's
meat. Diamond groaned involuntarily, his dick now more sensitive than
ever. Kane (recognizing the signs of lust) slipped his hand back down
around Diamond's ass, openly feeling the fat cheeks. This time Diamond
didn't protest as he wrapped his hands around Dunn's head and began face
fucking his mouth and throat. Dunn accepted the challenge as he yearned for
the drug dealer's load. Kane slipped his fingers into Diamond's ass crack,
then felt for his moist asshole. Diamond fucked Dunn's face harder as
Kane's middle finger found, then slipped into his tight bud.

	Tempest stoked his dick harder as he watched the show. Indeed this
was better than watching his home made pornos as he watched one muscular
drug dealer prepare to fuck another.
	Kane pressed his finger curiously up Diamond's tight ass, feeling
the anal ring snap shut around his exploring digit. Diamond had no control
over his hips as he continued to fuck into Dunn's mouth. For some strange
unforeseen reason, the finger in his ass seemed to elevate his lust, adding
to the excitement. He continued pumping his hips, driving his dick well
down into Dunn's working throat muscles.

	Kane decided to move around in back of Diamond. He positioned
himself until his chest was resting firmly against Diamond's back. He
removed his curious finger, and replaced it with his fat dick. Diamond had
reservations, but couldn't deny that the dick felt good sliding back and
forth between his tight cheeks. He continued with the face fucking as Kane
moved in for the kill. He eased his dick head up to the black hole, then
began to push inward, adding pressure. Diamond froze when he felt the dick
head trying to gain entrance. He turned his head to protest when he
suddenly felt the painful shock of penetration. He gasped out loud when
Kane's dick head breached his virgin hole, his fighting anal ring snapping
shut around the fat head as Kane wrapped his strong arms about Diamond's
waist and started to bury his wood.
	Dunn had no idea what was happening topside, as he continued
kneeling and sucking Diamond's big hard dick. He continued bobbing his head
even after Diamond had stopped fucking. He felt the long hard dick pulsate
in his mouth, and knew the 10+ inch dick was well on its way to feeding his
its load. This prompted Dunn to suck harder even as Kane pushed
deeper. Diamond was stuck between a rock and a soft place, with the rock
gaining ground. He struggled to break free from Kane's grip, but it soon
became obvious that Kane was an ole skool butt bandit from his prison
days. He held Diamond firmly while slowly drilling his ass. He rotated his
hips, corkscrewing his dick into the hole. Diamond felt his ass being
stuffed full of dick, as he felt helpless to stop it.

	Kane pressed his crotch up against Diamond's ass cheeks, indicating
that he had managed to sheath his entire shaft. Diamond had no idea how
long it took Kane to bury his meat, but it felt like hours as his ass ached
painfully. The only consolation was the hot mouth which consistently sucked
at his prod, keeping it hard and keeping him horny. He found himself
surrendering his ass to keep his dick lodged in the hot mouth. As Kane
began stroking his way in and out of his ass, it somehow heightened
Diamond's experience as his dick grew harder.
	Diamond still struggle for freedom (unable to allow himself to give
in totally) as Kane gripped him up around the waist and shoulders, keeping
him in place while he plowed his hips back and forth into his ass. Dunn
continued to feast on Diamond's dick, sucking the whole length in and out
of his mouth as he slurped along the shaft. Diamond's face twisted in
painful bliss as his prostate began to throb. He felt an electrical current
rush through him as his anus and his dick both started throbbing at
once. Instinctively he grabbed the back of Dunn's head, burying his meaty
shaft down the cocksucker's throat as his dick suddenly started to unload
great gobs of thick creamy liquid straight down the dick sucker's throat.

	Dunn felt the dick lodge into his throat, then felt it pulsate as
spurts of hot cum started gushing into his stomach. He accepted the nutt,
voluntarily mashing his face in Diamond's forest as the dick unloaded. Kane
felt Diamond's asshole squeezing his thrusting shaft as he started to power
fuck the helpless drug dealer, ramming his dick home several times before
suddenly shoving all the way in. "AAARRRHHHH YEEAAAHHH...!!" choked Kane,
releasing his torrent seed deep in Diamond's guts.
	Diamond was still in the midst of his own orgasm, and was vaguely
aware that his bowels were being violated with Kane's cum. Kane held onto
him tightly as he ground his pelvis against his ass, making sure every
ounce of his seed was firmly planted. Tempest stroked his own raging hardon
to climax as he watched the show conclude. The cum shot out the end of his
dick like a fire hose, watering the bathroom floor with copious drops of
potent semen which someone would undoubtedly inevitably lick up later.

	Dunn felt Diamond's dick slowly dying in his throat, and pulled
back to milk the rest of the shrinking shaft. Diamond tensed when he felt
Kane starting to remove his own hardon, slowly slipping it from his sore
hole. Diamond's dick automatically sealed itself, keeping the contents
inside securely locked away. "No hard feelin', eh...?" smiled Kane,
releasing his grip on Diamond as they all came down off their lustful
highs.

"Not at all..." said Diamond, suddenly swinging as he landed a swift sucker
punch directly in Kane's face, the bathroom door the only thing stopping
the South Philly drug dealer from landing on his ass.

"I deserved that...!" laughed Kane, shaking off the punch which would
definitely leave a bruised mark.
	Dunn looked up from the floor, his mouth still nursing Diamond's
soft dick.

"What happened...?" he asked, clueless.


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