Date: Sun, 14 Nov 1999 21:50:31 GMT
From: Ed'Michael Ecrivain <edmike66@hotmail.com>
Subject: Sister Mona Lou's Boys 4

A Note to the Reader,

The following is rated YGM18+ and RUone2; in other words, you must be of
legal age and pro man-to-man sex in order to read this. This story is not
intended to harm anyone; it is created for entertainment purposes.
This series is based on what happened, what's happening, and what I would
dream to happen with, of course, a sprinkle of imagination. Enjoy.
Finally, I would like to thank the readers for their warm comments and
criticism, I truly appreciated them. And I apologies for taking so long to
post it. Oh, also, str8 people thinks this is interesting.
And now, our feature presentation


Numero Quatre.

     I literary pinched myself to make sure that I wasn't in a fantasy
world. Luck was never in favor of me, and for all of this to be happening to
me had to mean something. Everything happen for a reason. Was it good or
bad? I was worried at that thought, hoping anything that came out of this
would be positive. The block party was in full effect when I bumped into
Chris.
     "Hey, where've you been?"
     "Man, you would not even believe it if I told you" I said in a
prolonged tone, patting him on the back.
     The block party was considered a peculiar one, in my opinion, because
of the several items it featured. It had a DJ who mixed up the latest tunes
to the teenage crowd that surrounded him. Chris and I checked him out and
compared notes, criticizing the disc-jockey.
     As I stood there listening to his scratches, I too tried to scratch
Ronald's conduct towards me away. The fact that he was almost three times
older than I, was something to think about. This was serious, though, it
felt strange, it was sort of satisfying.
     More and more people came to the party, raising my level of excitement
and enjoyment a bit higher then expected. Chris's keen sense of humor and
socialization with others caught my attention for a few hours, as we joked,
chit chatted, gossiped, and laughed about everything and anyone. It was
quarter to six when Chris decided to leave the party with a full stomach. We
walked to his car that was parked by my house.
     "Cool party! Though, it was different than the usual ones, more of a
festival or something,
still cool." He said looking at the party that was still going on.
     "Yeah man, hot one!" We laughed and paused for a moment.
     "Man, I gotta go." He handed out his hand to me
     "Oh, yeah. Me too, I think I'm gonna call it a day." We shook hands
firmly.
     "I gotta be someplace at 6" He grimaced and suddenly I remembered my
appointment.
     "Justin!" I exclaimed while I ran my hand through my hair. Chris got in
the car and drove away with intensity on the road.
     I sort of fixed myself on the way down to Justin's house. I didn't want
to be late for my appointment and I didn't want to look bummy either. So, I
approached the brown wooden house and stopped in my tracks due to
nervousness. I inhaled and exhaled and resumed on my way. I heard a sound
coming out of the garage and proceeded there instead of the front door. The
side door was cracked open a bit, and appeared to be intentional.
     I knocked and pushed the door open not knowing what to expect. Wow! My
eyes widen when they fell directly on Justin's half naked body wrapped only
in a pair of red-pleated boxers. His back faced the door and appeared to be
undistracted by the knock. I knocked again and made my way in. He turned his
dread-lock pony-tailed head slowly, with a cool facial expression. He smiled
lightly.
     "Q? What up dawg?" He asked as he faced me. I gulped at the sight of
his manhood-precise definition in the boxers. Oh shit! It was long, I
quickly roamed and appeared to be troubled. He walked by and gave me a
pound.
     "Uh, nothin' much, just chillin'" I looked away.
     "Chillin'?" He smiled and walked by the bench, as he continued "  yo,
come in Grab a sit." I walked in the boxed infested area and checked out the
chair that I was going to sit on. It was parallel to the bench, as he sat
down on the bench across me. No, he wasn't doing that to me, I thought when
he sat with opened legs, his penis laying across his thigh, and pubic hair
exposing through the open hole. I looked away and smiled in my thoughts-
Ooh! he was hot-
     "Uhm, your note " I cleared my throat " your note said that we had to
discuss something" I said looking around at the boxes surrounding us.
     "Yea, man  I didn't think you was gonna come thru" He sniffed.
     "It sounded important, you know, gotta try and do my best Uhm! Uh! I
mean, gotta check
it out No, " I stammered.
     "Yea, I got you dawg" He snapped and laughed, making me blushed.
     "Son, we about to be outta here in the next couple of days, you know.
We movin' to Florida" He explained to me as he looked around. I envied his
dread locks, joggling in the air, feeling incredible to the imaginary touch.
     "Oh, really? But, why, when?" I asked worried and curious.
     "Ah, man. It's the fam's problem. I dunno what up with them, so they
say we movin', I said no doubt, you know what I mean" He laughed softly.
     "I see, well, have fun in the sun." We laughed. He flicked his dreads
and looked at me.
     "Yea, man  no doubt  we be out by Wednesday I think." He said while he
gestured with his hand and smiled. Now, I understood why I wanted him. He
was different from anybody I've met. I mean, he spoke with different sound,
a-could-not-care-less type of person, just went with the flow, and handsome.
     In the U.S., he' categorized as a Black man, but honestly, if he had
the straight hair texture, he could have passed for a White man. He's paled
skin tone was hidden under the tanned body. The freckles spread across his
cheeks and nose evenly on his face, blessed by a 'not too thick' 'not too
thin' set of beautiful pink lips. His head was perfectly set on an awesome
tone body.
     Defining his features gave me a hard-on on the spot. I tried to cover
the poking lump in my pants. I didn't have any undies on and if we had to
get up, it would have been obvious.
     "That's where my mom and dad move to when  when they got divorced." I
said in a sad note.
     "My bad  I didn't know your moms and pops got divorced "
     "It's alright. Anyway, I heard its beautiful down there." I perked
myself up.
     "Yea, so I heard  Yo, I hear that you know how to work this" He said in
a serious tone and grabbed his crotch while he wiggled his thick penis. I
was stunned at his action, which I thought was very blunt, and looked
surprised.
     "What? Yo, that's what I hear  Ain't that true, dawg?" He asked,
surprised at my reaction as well. I cleared my throat.
     "Uhm  I  I  I guess" My eyes locked on him in a suspicious mode.
     "Aiight, then! Wait a sec, aiight kiddo." He said as he got up and
headed to the door that led to the house, standing by it. He appeared to be
satisfied with the result he got from the door and rushed to the garage
door, and locked it apparently. In the mean time, I wondered deeply about
his comportment, and followed his every move. While he stood at the door,
Justin looked back at me and gave me a 'to die for' look and smile.
     Butterflies started to fill my stomach as I began to envision what was
cuming for me. He strolled by me while his thick penis appeared to be
hardening, as it swung, with every step. My half pumped cock got to its
fullest at that sight. He stopped in front of me, his dick a few inches away
from my face.
     His manly smell quickly filled my nostrils, transporting me to the
world of seventh heaven. I looked up at him, and appeared scared.
     "Uh, you wanna do it right here man?" I asked in a low tone of voice.
     "Yeah, don't worry. It'll be for a hot minute." He responded in the
same tone of voice. I quickly put my trust in Justin and lured out the 8
inch, uncut, straight, thick, and warm piece of meat out of the boxer's
opening.
     I licked my lips with voracity, as I held it from the base and inhaled
the sweet aroma it was fuming. I lifted the foreskin with the tip of my
fingers and licked  underneath it with the tip of my warm tongue. I licked
the circumference of the head for a taste test; oh, was it delicious. Then,
I pulled back the foreskin, revealing the red mushroom head, as it engulfed
to near explosion when he jerked it.
     Without a doubt, I wrapped my lips around it, circling my tongue to
have the taste filled my mouth. He closed his eyes and tilted his head
backwards after I heard a soft moan exhaled. I sucked smoothly on the
sausage, closing my eyes in excitement. I played with the hairless balls
that hung low. In and out, his dick went in my mouth.
     After a while, I held onto his hips and pulled him forward in order to
get more of that shaft in my mouth. I think I must've been sucking on half.
He wasn't aggressive, he went slow and smooth, enjoying the wash. He held on
my head very gently, and moved his hips and my head in a delicate motion.
     After a few good sucks, he pulled it out, disrupting me from my game. I
looked at his penis, dried as a leaf, as I swallowed every drop of my
saliva. I didn't want anything to drip of his stick. I looked disturbed
because I knew he didn't cum yet, knowing how much I wanted to taste his
juice.
     "Let me taste some of that ass of yours?" He asked softly. I nodded my
head in disagreement.
     "Nah, man. I'm not ready for this"
     "What you mean yo?"
     "I don't want you to get dirty, that's what I mean" knowing that I had
to take a dump.
     "Oh, aiight, aiight. I hear you"
     Without a word, I pulled him forward and instantly swallowed his dick
in my warm mouth, as if it was a vacuum. 'Oh, yeah ' he moaned softly at the
suction I was providing. I wanted to give him the best head he had ever
gotten. Oh, boy and was he enjoying it, I thought.
     I pulled it out of my mouth and lifted it up to his stomach. Now, why
did I do that for, I had no idea.
     "Yo, don't stop now That shit was good." He said under his breath.
     "Yeah?!" I aimed for the balls and sucked on the sack lightly. He
moaned while his dick jerked in my hand. I made my way underneath the shaft,
as I licked the whole length of the cock with precision. He moaned while I
did my job.
     Then, in my mouth it went with the desire to take it all. I gagged and
pulled back. I continued on with the earliest maneuver. Curiosity led me to
want him face fuck me, as I wanted to know how he moved. I instantly grasped
his firm buttocks and motioned as if for him to move in and out. And, of
course, he understood what I meant and went on with his method of screwing a
mouth.
     He moved forward a little, as to have a better position and grasp, and
plunged his shaft down my throat. My eyes watered up after each gag reflex,
but I wanted to please him, so I didn't rebel. Then he realized it and
proceeded with a more gentle thrust. Ooh, he was incredible.
     "Open up a lil' bit" he whispered after a paused. I obeyed the man that
was offering me his meaty hard log. He resumed action with more strength, as
I gagged with every thrust. He had his hand on his hips and when my head
began to move back after each plunge, he held on it softly, positioning it
to stay still.
     The shaft went in and out of my mouth, as I tried to swallow it to the
base- letting him deep throat me. 'Oh, yeah baby' he moaned softly as it
sent chills through my body, erecting my nipples. I felt his thrusts get a
little faster, his shaft hardens and engulfed.
     "Yo, here it cums  Oh yeah, its cuming" He whispered softly in the air,
accelerating on his thrust, gagging me as I felt his cock reach the back of
my throat. the head engulfed, and his thick squirt hit the back of my
throat. I gulped as he began to fill my mouth with his juice. He penis
jerked after each squirt of creamy cum in my mouth.
     He pulled it out all of a sudden, tripping me in my action. I was not
finish and for him to take it out without my consent was upsetting. However,
the meaty stick was still squirting loads ofjuice on the floor and I quickly
grabbed it and kept on sucking.
     "Awwww!!!!" He moaned as he restrained a little, but gave up due to my
aggressive but sweet way of sucking. He was still draining loads and loads
of juicy, creamy, thick, and delicious cum as I felt the thick liquid spread
in my stomach. I gulped like a baby feeding on a bottle.Damn! it was hot.
     I sucked slowly, draining the last drop of juice he had to offer. I
would have left him dry, but  My actions delayed as the thick shaft began to
soften seconds by seconds. I believe he lost balance because his grip on my
shoulder was very tight.
     "Aiight, man  I'm done  there's no more" He laughed at me. It popped
out of my mouth rapidly, and I swallowed every drip of my saliva that
remained in my mouth. " Damn, man  you suck betta than my bitch." he
continued.
     "Stop it" I laughed, blushing.
     "Hell fucking yea, yo, I had never had a head like that before in my
life. Word up!"
     "Whatevah, man" I  smiled and licked my lips in case I had some
delicious cum dripping over.
     "Yo, I gots to give you props Damn, that shit was good Yo, to bad I'm
jettin' outta here .I would have made you my bitch." He smiled
     I smiled at that comment and said "Yea, too bad."

     We spoke some more about several things concerning youth. And that's
where my night ended. If I had known about Justin earlier, I could have
sworn he would have been an awesome
sex partner

To Be Continued

Hi, sorry it had to end so soon, but I had to bust a nut ( If you know what
I mean). Oh, yeah,reviving that moment made me go and do it, I couldn't
continue. I don't have a sneak peek of part 5 yet, I had to take a break due
to my hectic life at school. Don't worry, after the Thanksgiving Holiday,
I'll have it ready. Fresh and crisp with new story line.

News Flash: If you thought Quamaine's encounter with Justin and John was
hot, you wouldn't want to miss that. I'm working on a special issue
involving those three and two other young men. This will be posted under my
new project "Quamaine's Bedtime Story" now available under'College.' Look
for it! Coming soon

Other good readings @ Nifty:
          Quamaine's Bedtime Story (compilation)
          Posted under 'College'
          Written by: Ed'Michael Ecrivain and (author wants no credit)


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Thank you once again for reading my story.
Edmichael.

edmike story book/1999