Date: Thu, 11 Jun 2009 16:27:35 -0700 (PDT)
From: Floyd Fowler <domino992008@yahoo.com>
Subject: Alex Gets Turned pt2

This story involves sexual acts between two consenting males.  If you find
such materials offensive or you are not old enough to legally view such
materials get off the page now.

This story involves interracial relationships.  Most of my stories will
involve a black male in some way shape or form... that's just how I roll.


		      Alex's Gets Turned pt2: Brucie


	Alex lies as still as humanly possible.  He tries to keep his
breathing steady so he won't alert his mother to the fact that he's wide
awake.  She's been doing this for a while, ever sense he got the acceptance
letter.  He doesn't understand why.  He's just a junior, he won't be
graduating until around this time next year.  Yet he knows how important
this little gesture is to her so he doesn't ruin it.  She sighs and exits
the room on silent feet.
	Alex lifts his eyes as soon as he hears the door swing shut.  The
covers are kicked off the bed.  He yawns wide, stretching and listening to
his limbs creak.  He looks at the clock and thanks God his mom left when
she did.  Now he doesn't have to rush to work.  He picks up the black polo
and khaki shorts that make up his work uniform.  After snatching a pair of
boxers he walks down the hall.
	In the hall he passes his mother and she smiles at him on her way
down stairs.  He ducks into the bathroom.  Once inside he pulls down the
boxers that are the only pajamas he has on today.  As soon as he turns the
hot water on his soft dick begins to lengthen.
	As usual he ignores his swelling meat and lathers up.  He scrubs
and washes his body but the caress of the warm water and the pornographic
images floating around in his head keep his dick rock hard, the way he
keeps washing it doesn`t help it go down either.  Finally he's done getting
cleaned up and grips his steal hard dick.
	First he thinks about the days when he would just pump his dick
until he was painting the shower walls with hot, sticky jizz.  Now it's not
so much the same.  With one hand on his pink tinted dick he begins by
twisting his nipple and slowly working his hard dick.  The heated water
runs down his body, tickling his golden brown body hair and making it lie
down in almost strait spindles.  He turns so that the water is streaming
down his back.  His head is turned.  His cheek rests on the smooth tile.
He lets his left hand slide down his chest and trace his hips until it's
poised at its new favorite body part, his hole.
	At first he teases his hole slowly.  He rubs the budding organ and
dips the tip of his finger into its warmth.  Meanwhile his right hand is
slowly jerking his dick.
	His fingers sink into his rectum.  His mind travels to his best
friend and first male lover, Tyrese.  He remembers the taste of Tyrese's
smooth cocoa lips; the taste of his dick as he pulled it in as far as it
would go and the feeling of Tyrese's lips on his.
	He plays inside himself while working his dick in earnest.  Into
his mind comes the pain of his first penetration; the unbearable joy of
having Tyrese`s dick breaking down his walls as it rocked his virgin ass
over and over and the feeling of being flooded from the inside by another
man's creamy semen.
	Alex's lip is sucked between his teeth, muffling the self satisfied
groan that accompanies his orgasm.  He continues to rub the contours of the
inside of his ass for a few more seconds, flicking his prostate with his
long digits.
	He has to force himself to stop playing with his private parts and
hop out the shower.  As he does his mother knocks on the door, "Tyrese is
on the phone." she says, as chipper as can be.  Alex can't help the ear to
ear grin this causes.  About a few months ago his mother had caught him
with his pants down, literally.  There was also a dick in his ass but she
doesn't seem to care too much about that.  After an embarrassing silence
she told the two of them to put on their clothes.  Then she yelled for two
solid minutes (which is a lot for her) about him and Tyrese respecting her
house.  Then she took them out for ice cream.  As it turned out she wasn't
mad about her son being with a boy, she was mad about him busting a nut on
her designer sofa.  Alex can't help blushing hard as he remembers the
incident.  He had neglected to tell his mother that he had been straight
that very morning but... she didn't need to know that.
	So Alex puts on the work uniform and practically runs through the
house towards the phone.
	"Hey lover..." Tyrese's deep velvet voice says as soon as he picks
up the phone.
	"Hi..." is his only response.  His mother's behind him.
	"Are you still coming down here for the summer?" Tyrese has been
asking him this for a while now.  Alex heaves a sigh.
	"I told you I'm coming to see you.  I can't stay the whole summer
but I'm gonna be there for all of July.  How's your mom?"
	"She can't wait to see you.  She still doesn't know about... you
know... so we'll have to keep the uh... `play'... to a minimum.  If that's
cool with you?"
	"Yeah I just wanna see you." Then he remembers his mom is behind
him and turns a deeper shade of red.  He turns to give her an annoyed look
and finds out she's no longer behind him.  He thanks God he was given such
an understand, if not clingy, mom.
	"Tha's wassup... You do what I said?"
	Alex rolls his eyes, "No."
	"Why not?"
	"I don't know... I'm shy about... that."
	"You told me not to break it off with Derrick."
	"Yeah cause I don't want that log to explode in yo pants."
	"ha ha... very funny.  If I'm fucking Derrick I want you to get you
someone... it doesn't have to be a guy Alex."
	"I don't know about that."
	"What happened to that chick?"
	"We're not getting along too well... I don't want to talk about
it."
	"Oh... Sorry."
	"It's cool.  It's just I want something else now.  It's weird cause
I she`s still hot but I guess she`s just...  Ill equipped." This causes
Tyrese to laugh, "TT... I gotta get gone if I want to catch that bus to
work."
	"You need to get your driver's license.  I'll get at you later,
what time you off?"
	"I got a sex... I mean a six hour shift today.  I'll call you when
I get home."
	"Aight... talk to you in sex hours lover." He says the last word as
if tasting it.  Alex shivers at the unrestrained longing in that single
word before saying bye and hanging up.  He looks down and rolls his eyes.
His dick is creating a lump in his pants... again.
	Too bad he can't take care of that before he has to go.  Alex keeps
his body turned away from his mother as he walks into the living room.  He
catches her doing her little mother-knows smile before she looks away.  He
sighs and opens the door after aiming an irritated glance at Lexandra.
	Alex power walks towards the bus with his stiff meat pushing his
pants out for the world to see.  He tries to think of something besides
Tyrese's chest pressing against his back and those full lips nibbling his
ear.  He fails and soon the steely dick in his pants is affecting his
stride.
	He manages to get his dick to cooperate after a few minutes of
dripping and no attention.  The buss pulls up and he thanks God it's a
minute late.
	As soon as he gets to work he runs into his boss, Thomas.  Thomas,
who knows Alex's father, gives him a soft punch on the shoulder before
telling him to hurry and sign in before he has to fire him.  Alex grins big
at this and does as he's told, knowing that Thomas wouldn't fire him if he
was always late.  As he clocks in a deep rough voice says, "Hey Happy."
Alex is Happy.  They've called him that since he'd started working.  After
a few days of non-stop smiles the name sort of stuck.  It's been months now
so it's reasonable for Alex to assume it's cemented in by now.
	So Alex turns to look at Bruce, who holds the title of youngest
mechanic in the shop/filling station they work at.  He's only a few years
out of high school and stands at eye level with Alex.  His eyes aren't dark
like Tyrese's, they're light like honey.  Alex finds himself falling into
those eyes.  The fact that he's wearing his trademark tank top under his
half zipped jumper doesn't help Alex focus on the conversation they're
supposed to be having either.
	"Happy ass is always spacin out..." Alex smiles at this as a few
more coworkers come into the back room.  The other mechanics laugh and sign
in.  For a few minutes they sit there with "Happy the counter boy" and just
talk.  Alex, as usual, forces himself to keep his eyes off Bruce's exposed
chest.
	Soon enough the day dissolves into its usual bore.  People come in
and buy gas.  Some chat with Alex and some don't.  Then God decides to
throw a wrench into Alex's day.  Suddenly a pare of muscles press
themselves into his back and his eyes go dark.  A deep, rough voice
whispers in his ear, "Guess who." He can feel the soft mass of flesh
pressing into his butt.  It's also pressing his front into the counter.
The arms are wrapped around his arms and chest, holding him with all their
medium toned power.
	Alex suppresses the urge to push his ass back into Bruce's soft
dick.  A hot, empty feeling explodes inside his bowels and he wants nothing
more than to have something, ANYTHING, rammed into his ass hard enough to
break his tail bone.  He can even feel Bruce's breath breaking like a wave
upon his left shoulder.  Alex's dick wakes up as it's pressed against the
counter.
	"Bruce." Alex tries to sound bored and annoyed but instead it
sounds like he's mid-orgasm.
	"Uh... Alex?" Bruce says, dropping his hands and stepping away in
the process.  Alex turns his head, keeping his happy stick pinned against
the counter.  He smiles.  His heart his pounding against his ribcage.
	Bruce smiles back at him and says, "You... are... weird." His smile
is crooked.  It's always crooked.  Alex just turns his head back around and
keeps his eyes forward.  His face is bright scarlet and his ass is on fire.
-----

	Alex runs through the door and, out of habit, locks it.  His mother
is at the office by now.  He tackles the phone and dials Tyrese's number as
fast as the laws of physics will allow him.  His ass has been hot and empty
all day.
	"Hello?" Tyrese's deep voice says.  His hand reaches down.  His
forearm rubs against his still excited fuck stick as he plugs his hungry
hole.  Alex sighs in relief.
	"Hey." Is all he can say.  A moment passes.
	"um... Alex? You still there?"
	"I wanted to tell you something." He can't help but play with
himself a little more as he recounts the moment with Bruce.
	"Bruce? Kid sounds hot.  What's he look like?"
	Alex tries to shake the awkward feeling that comes from telling
your friend with benefits about your crush.  He fails, "Well he's about my
height.  He's got these eyes, they're lighter than yours.  He looks like a
basketball player and his skin is this... mocha color."
	"Damn... What's his ass look like?" He chuckles after he says this
and Alex rolls his eyes.
	"It's... Okay I guess."
	"Okay? Man was it round, sloppy or was it tear drop shaped?"
	"I wasn't looking at his ass!" Alex says through a chuckle.
	"Man next time you gotta look so you can give me the 411."
	"What if he catches me looking?" Alex says with a grin.
	"Then tell him you like his pants.  It works for me." That's when
Alex remembers all the times Tyrese had told him he liked his pants.
	"Wow... Okay any other suggestions?"
	"Get him to talk about sex."
	"I don`t think he`s gonna come out to me TT."
	"Look Babe.  I know a little more about getting a closet guy than
you.  Now most guys say `girl' or `she' but if he stick to worlds like `we'
and `they' then he might be playin for our team.  You gotta talk if you
want him.  You can't expect everybody to just rape yo ass like I did."
	Alex can't help but laugh at Tyrese.  If anything he was seduced
and turned out, "I did pick a good day to forget my boxers didn't I?"
	"The best day... Aight baby I gotta go.  I can't wait to see you."
	"To the summer." Alex says as if proposing a toast.
	"To the summer." Tyrese agrees before adding, "and get a GOOD look
baby.  Don't just glance at it." Alex can hear the smile in Tyrese's voice.
Then the phone clicks.  Alex drops the phone and finally lets his pants
fall.  There in the living room he falls onto the carpet and begins jerking
his already leaking dick with enough force to punch a guy's lights out.
His other hand is, of course, stuffing fingers into his hole to extinguish
that hot, empty feeling.  He groans loudly, imagining Tyrese and Bruce
rubbing each other in front of him.  He watches as Tyrese pins Bruce
against the wall.  Bruce struggles a little but Tyrese is way bigger.
Tyrese pushes his pelvis into Bruce's butt to keep him against the wall as
he yanks the his jumpsuit off his arms before stepping back and letting the
protective cloth drop to his legs.  Bruce laughs against the wall.  Tyrese
bites his ear and Bruce moans loud.
	Alex cringes and spreads his legs as his fist beats his meat and
his knuckles grind into his penile bone.  He watches as Tyrese falls to his
knees.  He takes the two round orbs of Bruce's ass and pulls them apart
roughly before shoving his tongue into the hole.  Bruce is screaming and
suddenly it's his own face he's watching being pressed into Bruce's taint.
He furiously licks and sucks at Bruce's ass and feels his wide fingers
pulling his golden brown curls, smashing his face into his anus.
	Alex's hips rise into the air.  His hand continues to pump his
three fingers into his hole to extinguish the fire while his precum is
lubing up his dick.  He yells as he imagines Tyrese's dick being pressed
into his ass.  Tyrese is rough and holds his chest to Alex's back as he
bends him over the couch.  Then Bruce's long ebony snake is pumping in and
out of his pink hole.  Bruce has him bent over the counter at work in front
of all the customers who are cheering them on like it's a race.  He swipes
his arm across the counter to push the rest of the things on the counter on
the floor and soon they're both on the counter.  Alex's face is pressed
against the cold stone of the counter as Bruce's hand rises into the air
and slaps his ass hard.
	Alex screams.  He cums hard.  Five long chains of semen sprout into
the air before the rest of his load runs down the side of his shaft and
settles in his golden brown pubes. Alex barely has time to close his eyes
before some of his load splats on his face.
	Alex wipes his face with his hand.  He brings the fingers to his
mouth and tastes himself before opening his eyes to find the rest of his
semen and rub it into the carpet.  With a deep breath he curses loudly.
His dick is happy and satisfied but his ass is now even more hungry.  His
body rebels against the feeling causing his to cringe and go tense.
	After a few seconds of laying there trying to figure out what to do
Alex finds his pants and underwear and walks up to the bathroom with them
in his hand.  His round little skater boy rump is practically begging for
attention.  It seems his fingers aren't enough.
	"I'ma kill Tyrese." he says through a laugh as he turns on the
shower and looks at the loufa on a stick his mother bought him that he
never uses with approving eyes.
	It's almost as thick as Tyrese's dick...

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To be continued...