Date: Fri, 24 May 2013 08:10:50 -0700 (PDT)
From: Robert Mulkey <bominog@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Tales of the McDuffie Boys 3

THE TALES OF THE MCDUFFIE BOYS PT 3: MEETING LEONARD

     I had known Michael McDuffie for over a year now, and it had been a
year filled with, sweaty, cum soaked, and drug and alchohol induced
sex. Michael or Miami as he was known had the most perfect cock. It was a
full 12" long and almost 5" around. After many attempts, his magnificent
piece of man meat which he called Lil Joe, had nearly torn me open one
night, but had finally reached the deepest parts of my hungry man pussy. He
was a dominate top, and fucked me often now, always leaving me sore, and
full of hot cum. Often he shared me with his friends, and watched as they
fucked me. Some of them even let me fuck them if we turned them on to some
coke, and he even once made his cousin bend over for me. He'd been a tight
virgin, and howled like a bitch as I fucked him! But the real bitch was me!
Miami had turned me into a cum hungry slut, and always made a point of
telling his friends that I was his bitch, and they couldn't touch me
without his permission. Sometimes he could be kind and gentle, even
stroking my own 8" cock until I came, letting me place tender kisses on his
neck and cheeks. I knew though not to ever try to kiss his full lips, or
touch his own virgin asshole, or he would get very angry. I knew I was
being used, but I didn't care. I loved him.

       I worked nights, so I'd always go to his house in the morning, we'd
get a wake up, and when he felt it was the time, Lil Joe would come out to
play. He was smoking more and more, and it seemed I was getting less and
less of his beautiful cock, but I couldn't make myself stop, and though I
loved him, I found myself being angry with him a lot. He had a crack
addiction, and I was addicted to Lil Joe.

     One morning, as I made my way back to his bedroom, I noticed a nice
looking man sleeping in a bed in the other bedroom. You had to pass through
this room to get to Miami's room, which I guess was a nursery at one
time. Both rooms were about the same size, but the front room had always
been empty as we made our way back. I asked who the man was, and Miami told
me it was his brother Leonard, and that he'd just gotten out of prison, and
he was a faggot! Miami sometimes used that word, and sometimes it hurt,
because I knew he was referring to me. It was funny how that even though he
was fucking me, he would never own up to being even just a little bit
gay. I guess in a way he was a hustler, and a bit of a whore his self,
though I never pointed that out, because he probably would have hit
me. Miami definitely didn't like Leonard, and warned me to stay away from
him. I wondered if Leonard's cock was as big as Lil Joe, and thought about
it as sucked Miami dry. They were brothers, and did share the same gene
pool, and I just couldn't get it out of my mind. Miami wasn't giving my
hungry pussy the attention it required, so when he left to get yet some
more crack, I decided to see what Leonard was packing.

     I went into the room where he was sleeping, and slipped into bed with
him. He looked sexy laying there. It was winter, and he was sleeping
topless with a pair of long john bottoms. I could tell that his cock was
large. I could see the outline of it through the tightly stretched cloth of
the long johns, and knew it had to be as big as Lil Joe. I slipped my hand
down his britches, and began to stroke him gently, feeling his cock rise to
hardness. I took it out, and started sucking on it, and knew by the way it
stretched my mouth, it was even thicker than Miami's, and just as
long. Leonard awakened to the pleasure I was giving him and began gently
rubbing my hair. Unlike Miami though, he didn't roughly force my head down
on him, but let me go down on him at my pace. I sucked him and stroked him,
and knew by the way his body tensed, he'd soon be erupting into my mouth. I
tasted his pre cum, and soon he was moaning sweetly as he shot a massive
load of hot sperm into my mouth. When he was trough, he pulled my face to
his, and kissed me passionately on the mouth, tasting his own cum as our
tongues entwined. I introduced myself then, and since I heard Miami coming
in the back door, I slipped from the bed, and went back to his room. I knew
he'd be angry if he knew what I'd done. But I was also happy, because now
I'd met Leonard, and I hoped somehow we'd be together again.

     The very next day, Miami got busted. I was sad for him, but knew I had
found a replacement, and I couldn't hardly wait to try out some more of
Leonard's cock!

END PT 3