Date: Fri, 1 Jul 2011 13:12:39 -0400 (EDT)
From: DOGG <nphillydogg@aol.com>
Subject: its all relative-6

ITS ALL RELATIVE-6


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"AARRHHH...! AARRHHH...! AARRHHH...! AARRHHH...!" grunted 19 year old
Shakeem Miller, lying under his 39 year old uncle (Gregory [Gee] Allen), in
missionary position (his legs spread up and over G's flexing biceps) as the
bigger, older, more mature man slammed his hips into his ass repetitively,
ramming his thick 10" dick deep into his nephew's spread ass like a lance.
	Shakeem awoke during the early morning hours to find his uncle
cuddled up behind him, already pushing his stiff hard dick up into his
ass. Having already deposited a sizable load in his anus earlier (around
11pm. And then again around 3am), Shakeem's innards were already well lubed
with sperm when G started digging his dick into the hole at 6. Shakeem
immediately woke up when he felt the steely like flesh pushing into him,
opening his anus and sinking in well past his fighting sphincter muscles.


	G took his time drilling his dick into his nephew's hole, loving
the initial tightness of the fighting sphincter as it squeezed tight to
refuse entry. Pulling back long enough to smear spit over the sealed
opening with his fingertips, he replaced his dickhead and pushed forth,
forcing his prick straight up the boy's backside.
	Shakeem moaned and groaned in physical pain as he lay on his side,
his uncle's arm snuggled about his torso warmly, hugging his back into his
chest as he pressed in deep. Once the dick was nicely embedded, G started
casually thrusting back and forth, slowly (lazily) sliding in and out of
the boy's tight buttock. Each new inward stroke helped force Shakeem's
fighting sphincter muscles to retreat and relax, allowing pillage of its
anal track as the dick dug back and forth. Eventually G pulled out and
rolled Shakeem onto his back, pushing his legs up and out of the way before
replacing his dick to resuming fucking. Shakeem squirmed uncomfortably
underneath him as the dick dug deeper, forcing its way into the sperm lined
entrails of his body and making him accept the fucking rather he wanted or
not.


	For the next 20 minutes they fucked with G pumping his hips into
Shakeem's ass for a morning quickie, driving his dick repeated through the
younger man's parted ass cheeks, pummeling his innards until Shakeem's
asshole started to become accustomed to the damage and started clinging and
sucking at the plunging pole for deal life. Only THEN did G's dick start
showing signs of climax as it began pulsing and throbbing on inward
strokes, swelling thickly before finally bursting forth with a series of
strong spurts, filling Shakeem's anal canal with a potent surge of freshly
made semen.
	Shakeem's own dick lay plump across his stomach as G lowered his
head and rested his forehead to his shoulder, waiting for the moment of
helplessness to pass during climax. Once his dick stopped pumping fresh
semen, his strength started to gather again as he slowly withdrew and
pulled himself out of bed, leaving Shakeem to jack off if he wanted.
	Shakeem continued to lie in bed as his uncle stretched, then slowly
walked into the bathroom to get ready for work. Shakeem reached down
between his legs and curiously ran his middle finger over his anus, feeling
access sperm excreting from his hole. Feeling his sponginess of his well
fucked hole, Shakeem felt his dick starting to harden to complete
erection. Reaching for his swollen manhood, he started stroking himself
while his uncle started the shower in the bathroom. Shakeem relived the
anal fucking he'd just received as he lustfully inserted two fingers up his
own ass chute while masturbating. Reliving the erotic feeling of his
uncle's thick dick beating through his rectum, he shot his own thick cum
load across his bare chest and stomach, painting his own body with streaks
of creamy white semen.
	Reaching for a tissue beside the bed, he wiped the cum from his
body, then pulled the covers up over him and tried to resume sleep.


	20 minutes later G got out the shower and walked back into the
bedroom to find his nephew sleeping on his stomach. Walking up to the bed,
he pulled back the covers (exposing his nephew's naked body). Retrieving
Shakeem's 8" (Mr Marcus) dildo from the nightstand, G aimed the head down
between Shakeem's ass cheeks and forced the rubbery phallus to slide in
through Shakeem's cummy anus, filling his stretched rectum as he pressed
all the way inward until the dildo locked in place.
	Shakeem squirmed about in bed uncomfortable until the dildo was
completely lodged.


"Wear that again today until I get home..." ordered G,, leaving the dildo
in place. "...I have plans for you when I get home from work today...!"
	Shakeem felt his heartbeat skip with wonder, worried what his uncle
could possibly have in stored for him as he watched his uncle dress for
work...



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	The day went relatively quiet for Shakeem. After finally waking up
around 10am, he jacked himself off again (with the dildo firmly planted in
his ass), then showered and dressed before going downtown (with his uncle's
credit card) to buy himself a new cell phone. Using the store's computer to
download all of the numbers from his former phone, Shakeem once again had
all of his contacts, and was able to alert friends of his status (leaving
out that he was staying with his gay uncle).
	After lunch, Shakeem returned home, showered, douched, and
re-inserted the Mr Marcus dildo like his uncle demanded. Dressing casually
in long baggy sweats and a t-shirt, he sat down and started playing his
favorite video games for the next several hours until his uncle was
expected home. Sometime around 5:30pm, Shakeem heard a knock at the
door. Placing his game on hold, he answered the door to find a 5'10", 29
year old male staring back at him.


"Hi. Is Gee here...?" he asked, politely.


"uh, no..." answered Shakeem, wondering if the man was gay like his
uncle...?


"Is he still at work...?" asked the man curiously, seeming to know him. "He
asked me to stop by around now...! Are you his nephew...? Lakeem I
believe...?"


"Shakeem!" corrected the 19 year old.


"Hi..." said the man, holding out his hand to shake. "...I'm Andre, a
friend of your uncle's...!"
	Shakeem reluctantly shook the man's hand, deciding he MUST be gay
if he's a friend of his uncle's. Shakeem wondered if they were fuck buddies
or just girlfriends...? And if so, why was he invited over while he's still
living there, acting as his uncle's sex slave?


"C'mon in..." he offered, stepping aside. "...he should be home soon...! He
didn't tell me he had company stopping by..."


"You're playing video games...?" asked Andre, noticing the game on pause.


"Yeah..." answered Shakeem, retaking his seat as he picked up his
controller.


"What you playing...?" asked Andre, joining Shakeem on the sofa as he
watched him resume the game.


"`Killer Zombie Ninjas'..." answered Shakeem. "The object of the game is to
make it through the ninja compound, steal all the weapons and artifacts you
can find from the sacred temples before meeting the ninja master and moving
on to the next level...! On the last level ALL the masters gather and you
have to fight your way though them! But each master has a special power, so
you wanna have as much weapons and life energy sources stored up before you
reach the last level...!"


"Sounds interesting..." said Andre, watching intently.


"It's better if there's two players to watch each other's backs..." said
Shakeem, killing as many ninja zombies as he could.


"Mind if I join...?" asked Andre, grabbing the extra controller.


"Sure..." said Shakeem, giving him a quick lesson on how to control his
warrior.
	For the next 30 minutes or so, the two men played hard, killing
zombies and moving through at least one level before Shakeem's uncle came
home.


"I see YOU TWO've met..." he said, placing his lunch pail on the table
after entering.
	He watched for a few minutes as the two men saved their
progress... "I didn't know YOU were a video game player too..." he said to
his friend.


"Oh yeah..." smiled Andre. "...I'm good at all kinds of joysticks!"


"Why don't we show my nephew what one of your specialties are..." suggested
G, standing directly in front of Andre who smiled, licked his lips
hungrily, then started to undo G's pants.
	Shakeem sat beside them, watching awkwardly as Andre (a rather
handsome 5'10", 29 year old, 160 lbs brn skin man) pulled G's stiff 10"
erection from his pants, then started licking it all over before stretching
his mouth over the head.


"Pay close attention..." said G, making sure Shakeem watched Andre's every
move. "...I'll expect you to be a better dick sucker by the end of the
night...!" `So THAT was the surprise...' thought Shakeem, `...dick sucking
lessons...!'
	He watched as Andre stretched his mouth over G's dickhead (latching
his lips to the swollen shaft) then began sucking, moving his head back and
forth. G stood silent, his hands folded behind his back (giving Andre full
access to his tool) as he watched his friend suck his dick, his lips
sliding slowly up and down his rock solid column. Every time Andre went
down, he'd take more and more dick into his mouth, inching his full lips
down the hard shaft until they were within an inch of the pubic
hair. Shakeem watched wondrously as Andre's jaws seemed to unhinge, then
swallow his uncle's dick down to the balls. G made no reaction as he
continued to stand unmoving, seemingly uncaring that Andre's face was
pressed in his crotch, his lips suckling along the tiny hairs at the base
of the dick lodged down into the very back of his throat. Andre kept the
dick buried for several minutes (using his talented throat muscles to cause
a rippling [swallowing] sensation to run along G's dick) before pulling
back his head, dragging his lips back up towards the head where he began
sucking furiously while breathing in through his flaring nostrils.
	Shakeem watched, fascinated by the man's complete devotion to
sucking his uncle's dick, to the point of even NOT breathing!


	Andre went back down on the dick, taking it full length into his
throat as his neck ballooned to allow passage of the swollen shaft sliding
through his throat. Shakeem could hear a gurgling sound down the back of
the man's throat (like a plunger) as he began to bob his throat on the long
hard shaft. Taking short strokes, Andre see-sawed G's dick in and out of
his throat, fucking his lips back and forth into the trimmed pubic hairs
lining G's abdomen. Each time his mouth bang into G's pubes, the dick would
throb down inside the warm wet orifice housing it.
	Andre loved deep throating big dick, whoring himself on a fat
phallus, sometimes forgetting to even breathe as he held the huge slab in
his throat. G tried to stand indifferent, giving no reaction to the
wonderful feels emitting through his stiff standing manhood. He held off
making any sound whatsoever for as long as possible (not wanting Shakeem to
see him become vulnerable), but groaned involuntarily once Andre started
corkscrewing his mouth and throat up and down the full length of his shaft,
causing a wet whirlwind vacuum with his mouth and throat.
	Shakeem started to notice a breakdown in G's demeanor the wilder
Andre sucked. He watched the gay man's mouth speed up and down the spit wet
shaft of his uncle's hardon, his lips and tongue licking and sucking at the
surface as he took the fat man-meat balls deep into his throat ever couple
of strokes.


"Shit..." groaned G, unable to withstand too much more as his body began
sway and rock, losing balance every few seconds.
	Andre attacked G's dick with his mouth and throat, using them as
weapons to fight fire with fire. Shakeem estimated the gay man must've been
sucking dick since birth to have achieved such skills, how could HE be
expected to achieve the same skills in a matter of hours...?


	Andre reached up and yanked down G's pants and underwear, exposing
his naked bottom. Running his hands freely up the sides of G's thighs, he
reached behind and gripped both ass cheeks firmly before pulling G into
him. G fell forward, supporting his weight with his hands on the back of
the sofa while Andre slumped back in his seat, still bobbing his head up
into his crotch and swallowing his dick every chance he got.
	In this new position G was able to thrust back and forth, fucking
Andre's mouth while Andre sucked and swallowed. Andre held onto G's ass
cheeks, squeezing and molding them heftily as he got his face
fucked. Spittle drooled out the corners of his lips as his mouth worked
overtime. With no regard for the way he looked or was perceived, Andre
continued whoring his mouth, gasping in air whenever he could to keep from
fainting from a lack of oxygen.
	With G's pants and boxers down about his ankles and his body tilted
in a 90 degree angle, Shakeem watched his uncle fuck Andre's mouth as Andre
(his back ached against the sofa cushions as he couched near the floor)
fucked his mouth on G's dick, both men hungry in their quests as they
sucked and fucked their way to a climatic end.


	Shakeem's own dick lay hard in his pants, straining against his
zipper for freedom as he watched the two men fuck. Andre milked G's shaft
with his mouth, sealing his lips about the base with every backward
stroke. G closed his eyes as he began concentrating on coming, no longer
concerned with the teaching lesson his nephew was supposed to be
viewing. He could feel himself quickly approaching the moment of no return
as Andre continued kneading his ass cheeks and swallowing his dick whole,
leaving him no choice but to cum down in the back of his throat.


"Fuck man, you bout to catch that nut...!" growled G unexpectedly,
surprised himself by his fast climax.
	Andre sucked harder, suddenly starving for G's load as he slammed
his face and mouth up into the older man's groin. With G's dick firmly
lodged down his throat, he felt the shaft swell, then start shooting thick
hot bursts of sperm straight down his throat.


"AARRHHH...FUCK YEAH...!" moaned G, resting against the back of the sofa as
his exploding dick fired round after thick hot round of molten cum shots
directly down Andre's talented throat.
	Shakeem could see the pulsating base of his uncle's dick pumping
fresh semen into the gay man's stonach as Andre panted, gasped, and
swallowed as quickly as he could. Reaching up with his hand, he began
massaging more of the exposed shaft as he retreated to sucking only the
head, wanting to taste the cum. As the semen painted and coated his tongue,
he swallowed, digesting his friend's seed as an aphrodisiac.
	For several minutes the two men stayed locked together as Andre
milked all the cum from G's long shaft and balls (Shakeem was grateful, as
that was one less load he had to work for). Once the dick started to die
and shrink did they finally part. G stood upright, a drained look on his
otherwise angry looking face as his body looked ready to collapse. "Now
THAT'S how you suck dick...!" he said, pulling up his pants. "Teach HIM
what you can while I go upstairs and take a shower..." ordered G. "...then
meet me in the bedroom so I can fuck both those holes tonight!"


"Okay, you heard your uncle..." said Andre, turning to Shakeem. "...off
with your pants...!"
	Shakeem wasted no time undoing his pants and tucking the waistband
of his underwear under his balls, eager to get a blow job of his own as his
uncle disappeared upstairs. Andre got down onto his knees and positioned
himself between Shakeem's legs. Gripping the 19 year old's 8" hardon, he
stroked it as he spoke. "When you suck dick, don't think of it as just
trying to get the guy off, think of it as something you really like
doing. Do you eat pussy...?"


"Of course!" answered Shakeem, wondering what pussy had to do with sucking
dick?


"Do you eat pussy just to get the girl off..., or do you really like eating
pussy...?" asked Andre.


"Both." answered Shakeem, wondering WHEN was he going to get his dick
sucked...?


"Well I want you to really like sucking dick like you like eating pussy...!
Just imagine the girl lying in bed squirming, her pussy getting wetter and
wetter as your tongue licks and sucks her up like an ice cream cone! Take
that image with you when you're sucking dick..., use your mouth and tongue
to lick and suck the shaft like a fat clit...!" To demonstrate, Andre
leaned forward and began flicking his tongue across Shakeem's
dickhead. Shakeem squirmed with excitement as his dick was touched by
another person for the first time since getting kicked out of his
girlfriend's apartment. "Just imagine a fat juicy pussy in front of you..."
continued Andre, enveloping Shakeem's dick as he formed his mouth over the
head, then sank down on it, slowly swallowing it all the way down to the
root.


"Awww god..." groaned Shakeem, slumping down in his seat as he spread his
legs wider to give the cocksucker total access.
	Andre nestled his face in the teenager's groin, tightening his lips
about the base before retreating back to the head, slowly dragging his lips
up the hard glistening shaft. "Damn..." moaned Shakeem, his dick already
pulsing wildly as if about to cum at any second.
	Andre could taste some of the sweet pre-cum already forming at the
tip...


"Tasty..." he said, licking them away before pulling off and standing up.
	Shakeem wondered what was wrong...? Why did he stop sucking his
dick...? Andre started undoing his own pants, pulling his own erection from
the opening,... "Your turn..." he said simply, offering his dick to suck.
	Shakeem looked confused...


"I...I'm not suckin' your dick..." he refused, put off by the offer. "...I
only suck my uncle's...!"


"He just told me to teach you HOW to suck better..." reminded Andre,
"...HOW do you think we're going to do that if you don't practice on
someone...?!" Shakeem pouted, refusing to comply as he leaned back against
the sofa and folded his arms in silent protest. "Okay..." said Andre,
backing off. "...but when your uncle ask WHY you're not sucking dick any
better than you did this morning..., make sure you tell him why...!"
	Shakeem thought for a moment as he pictured the conversation in his
head. His uncle was providing everything he wanted and/or needed, the least
he could do was to learn how to suck his dick properly so he could enjoy it
when he got home from work.
	Sitting up, Shakeem opened his mouth, waiting for Andre to plug
it...


"Tempting..." said the gay man, getting back in position. "...but YOU have
to be the initiator..." he informed. "...YOU have to WANT to suck the dick
in order to do a good job...!"


"How can I WANT to suck a dick if I'm not gay...?!" asked Shakeem,
defiantly.


"The same way a hooker does...!" answered Andre. "Do you think THEY want to
blow 20 guys a night in seedy motels...?"


"Well...yeah..." thought Shakeem, "...they're whores...!"


"Not every hooker's hooking because she's a whore who loved men..."
informed Andre, schooling the young man. "...a lot of them do it because
they're addicted to drugs, and sucking straight men off for 5 minutes is
the fastest way to make more money to get high...! Some do it because they
can't find good jobs that pay well, or the hours they need to be home with
their kids...! And SOME do it to pay off debts! Some are in college and
only prostitute because it's easy money that don't discriminate...! They
not all whores hungry for your dick! Most of them would rather be somewhere
else having a V8..., trust me! But they ACT like they like it and want to
be there because it's the only way they can get through it!"


"So you want me to act like a hooker...?" asked Shakeem, smartly.


"If that gets your uncle off, yes!" answered Andre. "You're here to service
HIM..., not the other way around! He provides for YOU..., and in turn you
satisfy him in every way you can imagine! Now..." said the 29 year old,
stepping in closer. "...show me how much you really enjoy sucking your
uncle's big dick...!"
	Shakeem sighed, hating himself for allowing himself to be put in
this predicament, but he had come too far to turn back now. If only he had
swallowed his pride and gone to his mother's..., he'd have eaten humble pie
for sure, but then he wouldn't be stuck here at his uncle's house learning
how to suck dick and get fucked to please another man.
	Taking Andre's semi-hardon into his hand, he stroked it a few times
as it swelled in his fist. Then (swallowing his pride) leaned forward and
licked the head before swabbing it with his tongue. "That's it..." coached
Andre from above, looking down at Shakeem's progress. "...get it good and
wet, lick all up and down the sides real good before taking it in your
mouth, nothing worse than a dry suck!" Shakeem did as told, licking Andre's
smaller 7.5" dick all over before enveloping it with his mouth.
	Andre waited a few minutes, checking out Shakeem's head game as the
straight boy bobbed his head back and forth...


"Tighten your lips..." he instructed, "...don't just hold it in your mouth
like a dead fish...! You're a living breathing human being..., use the
talents god gave your mouth and tongue..., bring them to life...!"
	Shakeem tried tightening his hold, clutching the dick with his lips
and tongue, adding gentle pressure while keeping his teeth covered. "Try
going deeper..." suggested Andre, discontent with Shakeem's
technique. "...pretend you have an itch in the back of your throat that
needs to be scratched, and my dick is the only thing that'll reach...!"
	Shakeem tried going deeper, feeling Andre's dickhead bump into the
back of his mouth, then gagged...


"I can't..." he said, feeling defeated.


"Yes you can..." encouraged Andre. "...has G fucked you yet...?"
	Shakeem cringed with embarrassment. How does a guy explain to
another guy that he's letting a dude butt fuck him and still hold his head
up...?
	Andre already knew the answer (of course), he was just trying to
prove a point... "I'm sure when he first told you he planned to fuck you,
you didn't think you'd be able to do that either, right...?" Shakeem
nodded, "This is the same thing...! It might seem or feel odd at first...,
but you have to remember that YOU hold all the power...!"


"How you figure...?" asked Shakeem, curiously. "How does the guy sucking
dick hold any power...? He's on his KNEES!"


"You saw your uncle, right...? When I was sucking him...? Did HE look like
he was in control, or ME...?" asked Andre.
	Shakeem thought it over, remembering how Andre unzipped his uncle's
pants and pulled out his dick before yanking down his pants, clutching his
ass cheeks and pulling his uncle forward... "ME!" answered Andre, believing
Shakeem taking too long to think about it. "He didn't fuck my face, I face
fucked his dick! He didn't shoot his cum into me, I MADE him cum...! I
sucked the nut right out of him when I wanted it, not when he wanted to
give it to me! And YOU could do the same thing...! All you have to do is
believe it...! It's all about conquer and divide!"


"You mean divide and conquer..." corrected Shakeem.


"Who's teaching WHO here...?" asked Andre. "I mean, really...!"


"Sorry." said Shakeem, half hearted.


"Now..." said Andre, getting his thoughts in order. "...back to
practice...! Suck my dick again..., but THIS time pretend like you KNOW
you're the best dick sucker in the world, --can't nobody tell you
nothing..., and there's not a dick alive that you can't make cum in a
matter of minutes...!"


"Okay..." said Shakeem skeptically, taking a deep breath to psyche himself
up as he leaned forward and took Andre's dick back into his mouth and
resumed sucking.
	This time he heeded Andre's advice and pretended he liked sucking
dick. Wrapping his lips about the shaft, he enthusiastically used his
tongue along the underbelly, swirling it about like a paintbrush as his
lips slid up and down the shaft.


"Better..." said Andre, his dick stiffening between Shakeem's lips. "...now
try deep throating...!"
	Shakeem ran his mouth back and forth for a few moments before
easing down onto his knees before Andre, Tilting his head sideways, he then
plunged his head forward. The dick only got about 3/4's the way in his
mouth before he started gagging, forcing Shakeem to retreat back to sucking
the juicy head as he allowed himself a minute to recover before going back
down again. He could feel Andre's dickhead touch into the start of his
throat in the back of his mouth. The pressure was great, but he just
couldn't manage to get the dick to pass into his throat...


"Try breathing in just as you're going down..." suggested Andre,
"...that'll work until you learn how to relax you throat muscles
naturally..."
	Shakeem nodded as he continued sucking, keeping his mouth attached
to the dick at all times. He suckled the head and shaft, slithering his
tongue down the under-shaft while tightening his lips on the withdraw. The
next time he attempted to throat, he leaned forward and breathed inward
just as the dick passed into the back of his mouth. His throat instantly
opened as the head passed through. But as soon as his throat muscles
clamped down on the crown, Shakeem panicked, believing his might choke to
death as he pulled off...


"That was GOOD...!" cheered Andre, "I felt your throat clamp down on me,
but then you pulled back too fast...!"


"I thought I was going to choke..." panted Shakeem, pulling completely off
to take a breather.


"But you didn't...!" said Andre. "Let's do it again..."
	Shakeem wanted to take a break. Sucking dick was turning into a
JOB. Leaning forward, he took Andre's dick back between his lips and
started sucking, starting over. Running his mouth back and forth along the
shaft, he dove his head forward, breathing inward on the descent. The
dickhead passed his throat ring and down into the curve of his neck before
his throat muscles clamped back down, trapping it in his throat. "Oh
yeah..., that's nice..." moaned Andre. Shakeem waited, expecting to gag and
choke, but didn't. He was able to actually hold the dick in his throat for
a few seconds before panic took over and made him retreat.


"Damn, I DID it! I DID it...!" he glee, too thrilled and proud of himself.


"Yeah..." smiled Andre, remembering how happy he was when he first deep
throated successfully (when he was 12). "...with regular practice, you
might give me a run for my money in a few months...!"


"I doubt I get THAT good..." said Shakeem, "...I'm only staying with my
uncle for a lil' while..."


"Well, I'm sure there's a few hommies of yours back home that wouldn't mind
a little head from a friend..." suggested Andre.


"Oh, I wouldn't ever let them know I know how to do this shit..." said
Shakeem, defensively.


"So you're going to learn how to deep throat, --how to give a guy the best
pleasure you could ever give someone..., then never use it again...?! What
kind of sense does THAT make...??"


"I'm only doing it now because my uncle likes it..." explained Shakeem.


"Well there's always a reason to give a guy a blow job..." said Andre,
running a few reasons off the top of his head...; "...trying to avoid a
traffic ticket..., for some extra cash..., for some weed..., to pay off a
load or a debt..., as a favor for a good looking friend..., because its
friday night..."
	Shakeem laughed as Andre pushed him back onto the sofa... "Enough
of this teaching shit..., I want to taste some dick myself...!" he said,
falling to his knees between Shakeem's legs. Shakeem watched as Andre
lifted his limp dick to his mouth and ate it. Suckling the limp penis in
his mouth (bathing it thoroughly with his wet tongue), making it grow
instantly in his mouth, getting longer and harder by the second until it
reached its full 8 inch capacity. Shakeem watched with amazement as Andre
kept his head buried in his lap, his lips sealed about the thickening base
as his nose remained planted in his pubic bush, never once flinching or
wavering as the dick grew longer down his throat. In fact Andre continued
to hold his planted position for a full minute, enjoying the way the dick
stretched his throat without moving.
	Slowly he started to retreat, sliding back up to the head where he
sucked lavishly about the crown, breathing in some much needed air before
going all the way back down.


"Shit man..." moaned Shakeem, loving the service.


"Your girl don't suck like this...?" asked Andre, between strokes.


"Hell no..." answered Shakeem. "...she alright..., but she ain't got shit
on you...!"


"She must don't LOVE IT then..." said Andre, before deep throating Shakeem
to the root again. "...or else she'd have your toes curling every
night...!" he continued after pulling back. "I think that's the problem
with most women..." he thought, resting just above the spit wet head as if
speaking into a microphone. "...they don't want their men to know just how
much they really like sucking dick, so they pretend like they don't like it
or are indifferent about it..., so the act is wasted because you really
need to love it to do it right...!"


"Is that why they say gay men give better head...?" questioned Shakeem, as
Andre resumed sucking.


"Yeah..." he answered, pulling off. "...we don't give a fuck what you think
if we go wild on your dicks..., we just want that nut!" he concluded,
before going back down.


"I never thought I'd ever let another dude suck my dick..." thought Shakeem
aloud, as he rested his head back against the sofa and watched a pro go to
work. "...but if yall all be suckin' like THIS..., then I'm gonna have to
keep going back after awhile...!"
	Andre smiled inwardly, knowing Shakeem would probably never go back
to fucking women solely. The allure of men was too great, especially if he
mastered the art of deep throat. There was a definite obsession to yielding
the power to make men cum, to knowing you had the GIFT. Once Shakeem
learned how to control that gift, Andre suspected he might be wanting to
use it to please more and more men, sucking off friends, neighbors, family
members, --anyone willing to sit still long enough to be drained.
	Looking up, he could see the wondrous teen staring down at him,
taking notes as he swallowed his dick from tip to base, suctioning the hard
shaft with his lips and tongue. He could feel Shakeem's dick already
starting to salivate in his mouth, already giving up delicious bursts of
pre-cum which dribbled out and spilled against his taste-buds like pearly
bursts of honey, inflaming him to suck harder and faster. He decided to
treat the boy to an `Andre Special', where he corkscrewed his head in tiny
circles, whirl-pooling his mouth about the dick like a whirlwind. Shakeem
groaned, his body stiffening as his dick grew steely hard with
excitement. His eyes crossed as he tossed his head back, unable to focus on
anything except the wonderful head he was getting. Andre deep throated his
dick, then extended his tongue to lick Shakeem's balls...


"AWWW FUCK...!!" groaned Shakeem, covering his eyes and forehead (with his
hand) in disbelieve as the cum suddenly rocketed up from his hairy
balls. "AARRRRRHHHHH...!!" he yelled, coming hard as his load shot directly
down the back of Andre's throat.
	Andre felt the pulsating dick erupt as warm spurts of teenage sperm
shot down his gullet, painting his esophagus creamy white on its journey to
his stomach. "FUCK that felt good...!" shouted the boy, having needed a
decent blow job for awhile. "You definitely face fucked my dick and sucked
the cum outta me...!" he conceded.
	Andre tightened his lips as he milked the shaft of its cream,
swallowing whatever he gathered in his mouth as the last of the spooge
flowed out onto his tongue.


"Your uncle don't blow you...?" asked Andre, curiously.


"Uncle G...?" asked Shakeem, lifting his hand as he peeked down at the gay
man. "...no..." he answered regrettably. "...would be nice though...,
seeing how I'm sucking him and getting fucked all the time...!"


"Most tops don't like to suck off the guys they fuck..." explained Andre,
cleaning off the head of Shakeem's dick with his mouth before standing.


"Why's that...?" asked Shakeem, "I thought gay men LIKED to suck dick..."


"They do..." said Andre, pulling on his own erection. "...well, MOST do...,
but there a percentage of tops that like to hold onto the last shred of
their masculinity by refusing to go down on the guy that put out for
them...! Like sucking a guy's dick is going to make them seem gayer than
fucking them!" laughed Andre. "But then again..., there ARE bottoms who
believe if a top turns around and starts blowing them, that the top is
secretly holding desires to be a bottom...! I think its all bullshit
myself..., life's too short to worry about stupid shit! Live life and
enjoy! That's my motto!"
	Shakeem nodded his head, unsure WHAT to think about the useless
information now being force-fed to him. "Back to training..." said Andre,
catching Shakeem's attention. "...finish me off! I'm still carrying your
meal...!"


Continued next chapter...


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