Date: Wed, 10 Aug 2011 06:59:13 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jay Cee <gaymalesex_99@yahoo.com>
Subject: Rican Love (Chapter 6)

Rican Love
This Story Is Total Fiction!!!!!
Chapter 6

I woke up the next morning, and Michael was gone. I wondered until I
smelled food from the kitchen. I had a feeling it was him. So I hopped up,
and made my way to the kitchen in my birthday suit, and it seems like I
wasn't the only one. He was wearing just an apron and a chef hat my dad
used to wear I noticed with his back towards me. I swear, that ass looks
more delicious then the food. He then turned around, and looked at me
saying "Buenos dias, amor." I looked at him, puzzled, and laughed with him
as he noticed I forgot what that meant. "It means 'Good morning, love." he
said. "Oh." I laughed. "Good morning, to you to baby." I said as I walked
up behind him, and started kissing his neck. I then got lower to get a
taste of that hot as. He then lifted his leg up to let me get more of that
ass. "Ooohhh..." he moaned. "Your the top today now, huh Papi"? " I stopped
to chuckle and said "No.". He turned around to move his apron to show his
morning wood to me. I looked up and smiled again before I swallowed it. He
leaned back against the counter, moaning as my warm mouth taste him this
morning.

Then all of a sudden we hear somebody enter the kitchen, yawning ans
stretching. We jumped up, and noticed it was Marques. I sat down as Michael
turned around to finish the scrambled eggs and then I heard him slam it and
said "Fuck it! We're all men in here!" and me and Marques busted out
started laughing, but the mood got silent when Marques forgets himself, and
kisses me on my cheek saying "Good morning". I was confused as ever, saying
"WHAT THE FUCK!" in my mind all over. I was so scared, I was about to
either piss or nutt on myself cause of how hard I am, and I believe Marques
noticed it as he sat next to me. "So... what's for break fest Mike?" he
said. I noticed the irritation in his voice. Surprisingly, Michael was too
focused on the food to even noticed what Marques was doing to me. Right
now, he was feeling up my thigh. "Scrambled eggs, grits, bacon, toast, and
sausages." Michael answers. "Mmm... sausages" Marques says as he had his
hand on my right hand while it was rubbing on his long piece of meat while
he had his free one on my penis.. I was soooo mad at him for this and he
was loving it! When Michael put the toast in the oven, with his ass bent
over, he was sowing Marques and I his whole asshole while the heat from the
over struck us like electricity. I nearly died in that room as Marques
moaned in my ear as he started cumming onto his abs. hat made e cum all
over mine while sitting straight. Marques had on a gray T-Shirt and
boxers. He could get away with it while I sat there in my own nutt. He
kissed me, got up, and walked back into the living room while John came in
in nothing but his blue thong. "Ya'll wanna go swimming!?" he asked
joyfully. Then he looked at my chest and seen I exploded on myself. "DAMN
MARQ! IN YOUR KITCHEN!" John said with so much excitement from seeing me
like this. Michael turned around quick, and they both laughed at me. I
swear, if I was their tone, I'd be turning red. So I got up, mad as hell,
and stormed my way into the bathroom.

When I did, Marques was in there, jerking himself to my old PlayGirl
collection. "Damn dude!" I yelled at him silently. "Fuck was that for!?" He
got up, and randomly started starring at me, and kissed me. I must admit,
it helped me slow my anger, but it still didn't stop me from hitting him on
the back of his head. He then said "Dude. I was horny as hell, still am,
and I needed you next to me when I woke up, and since you wanna suck
Michael's dick instead, yeah, I saw yall, I started fucking with you since
you was hard as bricks to, and made you feel how I felt, fucked up." "Where
the hell did all this come from?" I said. "I know you love me like I love
you, but dude. We can't keep doing this shit." Marques sat back down on the
toilet while he had me sit on top of him. "I know, baby..." he said. "Look,
when your ready to be with me, let me know. You have my number, and I have
yours - " I cut him off saying " - but your getting Married dude!" I know"
h says. "Makes your time even more precious since I'll see if I can get it
pushed back, but in the mean time, lift your leg up." I did but when I did,
I stopped him, and said "What about what you and Michael was doing last
night?" He looked at me like I was stupid, but calmed down, and said "Look"
as he slid his dick inside of me. It felt so good. I started losing focus
as he licked my nipples. "Baby, I was sleep, and I woke up with my dick in
his mouth, and I was mad at you. Please, forgive me baby." I couldn't focus
on what he was saying, and I couldn't hold balance so he picked me up, and
layed me on the corner of the the tub as he slammed into me saying
"Huhhhh??? You hear what I said bitch?!" I was loving the rage. I just
forgot all about what he did, and started to embrace his filthy mouth and
sexy clean body. I slid my ass into the tub, and I was standing on my neck
as he layed over me, fucking me into the marble tub. I was just panting as
he slammed into me. I'm surprised nobody came in on us. Without any true
lubricant, only spit, Marques continued to stand over me, and fuck me. I
feel blood rushing to my head, and I felt too good to tell him this, but
just in time, he came, but all inside my ass without letting me know. I
felt like I was getting pumped up like a car, and I was. So much gas coming
inside I just sat them, feeling it, feeling him getting me pregnant. He
kept drooling on me as his mouth was open, and every drop got into my
mouth. He then leaned forward, and made out with me until he softened. It
felt too good to be his boo, or am I on the side? I don't even care
anymore, but I truly know I'm getting more then his girl is getting.

After we finished, we left the room back into the kitchen but on the way,
we heard moaning and grunting from the kitchen. We peeped into the kitchen,
and Marques finally sees what I keep seeing from the brothers. They we're
both on the kitchen floor, in a 69 position. He looked shocked as shit, and
whispered to me "I thought they were brothers!?" I nodded to him they are
and when we turned back, they were getting back up as they kissed each
other like they were lovers. I stepped in, and said "Again!?" They were
shook, scared as hell. "I thought you both were getting dressed?" John
said. "We were." I lied. "Then why are you still naked?" Michael said, "and
why is your leg dripping?" Me and Marques looked at my leg, and seen his
cum coming down my leg. "It's water from the shower." I lie, again. "I was
just getting in until Marques told me what you 2 were doing." "I thought
ya'll was brothers?" Marques asked. "We are." They said. "We just like
having fun."

John said. Marques just looked at me, and walked into the living room. John
followed behind him as Michael looked at me embarrassed. I walked to him,
grabbed his hand, and led him into the bathroom. Next thing you know, after
we discussed what happened, we ended up in the shower with me on my toes
against the shower glass and him shoving his prick up my ass. I wined and
crouched down so he can get in it all the way. He pounded me at a normal
pace, hard though that I hit the glass every time, and it felt too
good. The steam, the water, his dick in my wet ass, my dick grinding
against the glass. I came all over the foggy glass as it smeared all over
my belly, and I felt Michael's dick even more now since I tightened and
Michael tried to pull out, but instead, I grabbed his as from behind me,
and made him stay until he finished. I felt him moan in my ear and it felt
sooooo goood! All that sweet Spanish draining my ear, and it made me hard
again, but we didn't have time for round 2. So I had got out with him,
dried off, kissed, and we left to get dressed.


To Be Continued...


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