Date: Wed, 5 Aug 2009 21:42:19 -0700 (PDT) From: Floyd Fowler <domino992008@yahoo.com> Subject: Alex Gets Turned pt.3 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 then you need to leave this site, start by leaving this page. 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. SORRY IT'S TAKING SO LONG. I DIDN'T EXPECT TO HAVE SO MUCH ON MY PLATE. People waiting for my other stories I'm sorry but it'll probably be a while before I can finish them. I'm taking writing intensive courses this semester and next semester so like I said, sorry. In the case of Nifty vs. School Nifty isn't the priority, it's a hobby. Just being real with you guys. Alex's Gets Turned pt3: Brucie's Pad -------------------------------------------------------- Alex blinks twice as he stares down at the little yellow note while chewing on a piece of gum. On one side is an expired coupon for a free slice of pizza. The other side is an address and apartment number written in Bruce's almost illegible scrawl. Bruce had told him to walk up the back to the third floor and knock. He scratches his chest through the thin material of his red polo as he climbs up the stairs. His heart is beating a mile a minute. He had almost missed his bus because he couldn't decide what to wear. Tyrese had been no help, he'd told him to wear absolutely nothing but basketball shorts. He'd finally decided on the shirt and a pair of faded black baggy jeans. His usual skater sneakers and socks for his feet. He raps his knuckles against the door twice before he hears someone on the other side. As Bruce opens the door Alex accidentally swallows the Winterfresh gum he'd gotten to make sure his breath didn't stink (although he brushed his teeth three times before leaving the house). Still he hadn't expected Bruce to come to the door looking like this. His mahogany chest is dotted with beads of shinning water that slide down his ebony abs and shoulders. His nipples are the size of a dime. His usually knotted chest hair hangs in almost strait spindles as it lays across his chest. His wet six pack looks like it's on the verge of becoming an eight pack. Around his waist is a white towel that seems to glow in the dim light. The towel is slanted, showing off a few pubic hairs and the V shaped line of muscle coming from his priv. It's not one of those towels that come down to your calves. It's the kind that stops just above the knee and shows off his long, hairy, muscular, ebony legs. Alex can tell just by looking that his calves and thigh muscles are for more than for show. He could pound the fuck out of some chick's pussy or... Alex's ass. "Sorry man I'm not ready yet." Alex is breathless, and it's a good thing in this case because there's nothing in his head to say that won't make Bruce think he`s queer. After a few moments of Alex fighting to keep his eyes on Bruce's face Bruce, after giving Alex a weird look, says, "Well... you early." He makes a show of deliberating by putting his fingers to his chin before a smile graces his face, "You wanna come in?" Alex only nods because he's certain he can't trust his mouth to speak. Bruce waves him in then pushes him down on the couch, "Relax man." He doesn't move as he looks down and fixes his golden eyes on Alex`s face with an annoyed expression, "You alright?" Alex nods again, "Boy... you all red." Alex just smiles. It's the only thing he can think to do. That hot emptiness returns full force and he has to concentrate to keep from grinding his ass into the couch like a bitch in heat. His stomach is doing flip flops, his heart is pounding AND his face is on fire. He's scared to make a sound because of all the possible ass kicking scenarios his mind has come up with since asking Bruce out. "This is all Tyrese`s fault." Alex thinks with more appreciation than annoyance. Tyrese had told him to get Bruce to talk so he did and, so far, everything checked out. He used gender ambiguous statements when asked about a girl like Tyrese said he would. He didn't mind it when Alex touched him. Plus, as an added bones, he had a habit of touching Alex or pressing his chest to Alex's back, covering his eyes and whispering, "Guess who?". Then Tyrese had asked him to take it a step further and ask him out on a "man date" too bad Alex has no experience with all this. His first boy just jumped on him... literally. Alex and Tyrese had talked for hours about this. Tyrese advised him to take Bruce to do some masculine activity like pool, darts, video games or a sport. He had said that if Alex picked an activity it would allow both of them to be more comfortable and relax. Alex had forgotten about all that and had ended up just asking Bruce if he wanted to hang out. Now here they are, about to go on their "man date" "So do you like parties?" Bruce says as he hypnotizes Alex with those honey gold eyes. "Ummm.... Uhhh... no... not really." "Really? Why not?" Bruce looks surprised as all hell. "I've never been to a real party." "Then that's where we're goin. I won't take no for an answer either. You gettin yo happy ass in MY car and cumin wit me." "Alright... Damn" Alex says with a chuckle, "But I gotta warn you I don't dance for shit." "It's coo... what you drink tho?" "I don't drink either." Alex gives Bruce a look, "I'm not 21 yet." "What that mean?" Bruce says, flopping down onto the sofa, "I was drinking when I was in fucking middle school dawg." "That's cause you a bum." Alex goes to his and Tyrese's tactic which involves insults and constant jeering. "Bum? Punk I got yo bum. Fuckin wit me will get you cut." Bruce says as he forces his face to stay serious. Alex takes the warning with a grain of salt, Bruce always says shit like that. So he turns around and Alex can't help look at his smooth muscular back and his ass. Since Tyrese had told him to he'd taken a liking to those luscious mounds of flesh. "You like it?" Bruce asks. "Huh?" "My tattoo... you staring kinda hard boy." That's when Alex notices the "trap stamp" of triangular tribal design with tribal wings on Bruce's lower back. "You can touch it if you want, I got it a while ago but you can still feel the grooves an shit." Now Alex knows he shouldn't but... who could pass up an offer like that? So Alex lightly traces the edges of the tattoo before pulling his hand away... unsatisfied. "Aight man just make yourself comfortable and I'll be right back." Bruce says as he sprints towards the bathroom. Alex just keeps his eyes on the handle of the door Bruce just disappeared into as he rubs his dick and prays Bruce forgot his clothes and comes out naked. He doesn't get his wish, then again he didn't expect to. Bruce comes out the bathroom in a sleeveless black t-shirt with a white outlined snake coiled up on the front. He wears a set of black jean shorts and sandals. "Damn you got some big feet." Falls out of Alex's mouth before he can think. "You know what they say about them boys with big feet..." Bruce states as he does this little toe dance. Alex just falls into his eyes and thanks God for this rare insight into Bruce's mind, "... They say they got big shoes." "Man you goofy." Alex chuckles as Bruce gets his keys and switches off the lights. Now the only light in the room is coming from the color leaching glow of the street light through the window. Then Bruce sets the alarm and pulls the curtains closed as Alex opens the door. Together they leave the house. "So I was thinking we could go hit this party up. You down?" Bruce says as he turns the key in the ignition of his Chevy truck, like they didn't talk about this already. "Is there anyway I can convince yo crazy ass to take me somewhere else?" "Like where?" Bruce says as he reaches out for the back of Alex's seat and turns as he backs out his parking spot in the back of the apartment complex. "I don't know... we could..." Once again he forgets what Tyrese said, "...go get something to eat?" "Alright we could do that. We still goin to tha party though." Bruce says with a grin as he pulls out onto the street. Alex just sits back and tries to watch Bruce without being seen. The darkness in the car helps a little. "Man I love this song." Bruce lets him know as he turns up the radio. The song is called Raindrops by Jeremih. The music plus Jeremih's sexy voice singing about "them ooh's, them ahh's" are a perfect combination to set the mood. The song combined with his spying on Bruce's features as he looks at the road has Alex's baggy jeans growing tight. That hot, empty feeling explodes inside his bowels again and he has to suppress the urge to reach down and plug his own hole. "Alex?" Bruce says as they stop at a red light. "Huh?" Alex says as he tears his eyes off the soft bulge white cloth boxer-briefs that are visible since Bruce's shorts are around his thighs. He looks into Bruce's eyes to see him looking at him with a speculative expression on his face. He gets the feeling that Bruce has been talking for a while. "Man I wish I knew what goes on up here." Bruce chuckles as he grabs the top of Alex's head and ruffles his "Jew fro" (Bruce's words). Alex just grins as his face gets hot. Bruce's hand rubs his hair before returning to the steering wheel, "Then I could figure out why I got to repeat myself so damn much. Now where do you want to eat?" "Uh... Denny's?" "No Happy... no. I want you to think for a second. I'm goin to take you to a party tonight. I don't need Denny's or Applebee's. I need something fast and good." Alex smiles because in his head the words fast and good are referring to a good fuck, "Alright then. Sonic's?" "Yeah... that sounds about right." Bruce says as he heads towards the nearest Sonic's. They get there and eat in near silence since both of them are hungry as hell. Alex finishes first. After that he just watches as Bruce eats. It's weird because he's instantly disgusted and fascinated at the same time. His cheeks fill up and every time he chews you get a sneak peak of chewed food city. It's gross but at the same time you see the muscles working in his neck and jaw. The way he looks down at the huge burger he's eating is... irresistible. You can tell he's enjoying himself cause he's looking down at the burger with those golden eyes. Like it's the only thing in the world that matters. Alex just watches him eat and begins to feel real bad, and real turned on. Here he is watching this guy and hoping that he's willing to fuck him. He's not here because they're good friends, he's not here because he wants to hang out. He's here with an ulterior motive that may, by the end of the night, get him fucked up. Not to mention that all this would probably end their friendship. "Happy?" Alex rolls his eyes and turns to Bruce. He's prepared to apologize for spacing out again but the look on Bruce's face stops him. He looks sad, "Is something wrong?" "Naw I'm good." Alex says as his face spreads with surprise. "Dude... you're not smiling." "What?" Alex says as a grin spreads across his face. He tries not to smile but can't help it as his internal laughter spreads into his face. It's weird to have Bruce care so much. "Nothing I guess. You cheesin like a foo now." Bruce says as his eyes light up, "We gone have a good time tonight dude. I want you to be Happy, not Droopy so wake up and pay attention." "Alright... Damn." Alex tries to snap but sounds more like a shy kid than an irritated adult. So when they get to the party Bruce lets out a low whistle. The music is loud as all hell and the place is packed. The smell of weed, beer, perfume and bodies hangs over the air like a heavy fog. Bruce goes straight into dance mode and finds some chick to cut a rug with. Alex, as usual, withdraws from the crowd. He finds a seat and sits until Bruce appears at his side and tells him to go eat something and talk to somebody. Then he eats some food and goes back to his seat to find some chick in some guy's lap in his seat. Alex's shoulders slump as he watches this random white guy making out with some Hispanic chick. Then he turns around to find Bruce giving him a hard look. "Maaan you ain't even tryin to have a good time." Bruce whines. "Uhh... sorry it's just..." "You shy." Bruce interrupts, "You fuckin shy, that's what that is. Tell me I'm wrong." "You're wrong." Alex says, just as he was told to. "Well I think I'm right... C'mere." Bruce takes Alex's wrist and pulls him into the living room that has been transformed into a dance floor, "Samantha?" A girl with red hair and dark blue eyes turns to look at Alex and Alex feels the heat rise to his cheeks. She's beautiful. In his pursuit of another male to fill the void in his rectum he'd forgotten about how pleasing the female form can be. Her skin is beautiful and she's wearing a tasteful outfit. It's not sluttish, it shows off her figure but covers up enough to leave something to the imagination. "Uh... hi." Alex says as he feels a familiar swell in his groin. He tries to smile and watches her grin in turn. "Hi... you Alex?" Samantha says as her eyes lock onto Alex's. Her voice isn't coy, it's forward and somewhat musical. She even sounds beautiful. "Y-yeah." He says and, immediately after, an awkward pause makes itself known. "You wanna dance?" Samantha asks and Alex, feeling like a total nerd, nods. At first he's stiff as all hell. She's dancing facing him and moving her arms and smiling. He knows some girls like the shy act but it's not an act. He used to be a people person and able to talk about anything with anyone, he still can. The thing is since he'd discovered girls he started wanting to impress them which is something he never had to think about before. It made his hands too big as the saying goes. He drops shit and tends to make sounds he shouldn't when touched. Then he discovered guys and now he finds himself just unable to shake this constant feeling until he gets comfortable with a person of any gender. "Relax." Samantha says as she does this goofy, awkward little jig on the spot, "C'mon lets have some fun." She starts dancing silly and making faces at him. Alex laughs and copies her. An hour passes without much talk and a lot of dancing. A little later they're out of breath and laughing like a couple of hyenas. "You're pretty cute you know that?" Samantha says as they sit on the couch with the drinks in their hands. "Well I'm no Bruce but yeah." He says and, instantly, regrets it. The look Samantha gives him causes an alarm to go off in his head but he watches as she shakes her head and... "What? Dude Bruce is alright but I'm not really into black guys." Alex finds this both surprising and unbelievable since, lately, black men have become his latest obsession, "Besides I think his boyfriend would kill me if I tried." Alex swallows wrong then spits up punch that went down the wrong tube. He feels Samantha's hand trying to beat the punch out of him as he sputters and chokes. A few minutes later he looks at the guilty look on Samantha`s face and asks, "What'd you say?" "N-nothing." Samantha says with evasion written on her face in plain English. "Is Bruce...?" Alex asks. He can't keep the hope out his voice. "I'm sorry... I didn't... I'm sorry. I thought you knew." Samantha pleads, "Please don't tell him I told you. I didn't mean... Oh my God." her eyes are tearing up. Alex begins to place his arm on her shoulders but... "Is something wrong?" comes a deep, almost sad voice from behind them. The silence that follows isn't really silent because of the loud music and sound of people talking around them. Nevertheless Alex, Samantha and Bruce just look at each other. "I was right here Samantha." Bruce says as he avoids Alex's eyes. "I'm so sorry Bruce I thought..." "It's cool." Alex interrupts as he almost stands up but the protrusion in his pants makes itself known as his legs move. So he remains sitting. "You sure?" Bruce says with a hung head. "Yeah we still cool Bruce-Bruce." Alex can't help the smile on his face, "Don't look so down man I said we cool." "Alright." Then Bruce smiles before some girl appears at his side and asks him to come back and dance. Alex just drapes his arm around Samantha's shoulders, "What's wrong?" "Nothing now." She laughs, "it's just cool how you handled that." "I was... just... surprised." Alex admits. "Yeah well he's real cool. He's my best friend." She says, "Man I'm so sorry." "He's fine." Alex says, "We're cool. You don't have anything to be sorry about." "Yeah right." She says, "I had a good time. Thanks Alex and loosen up a little faster next time... Okay?" "Alright..." She gives him a goofy look, "yeah... bye." and with that she leaves. Alex starts his battle through the throng of dancers. He has to shove and push when people throw themselves at him. The scent of intoxication and musk along with the odor of weed and cigarettes hits his nostrils. He's calling for Bruce and, without warning, someone taps his shoulder. "Hey." Alex says with a huge smile. Bruce gives him a look and says, "You really don't mind." Alex answers this with a red faced smile and silence, "Wow... thanks happy." "Can we leave?" Alex asks and he almost shoves a fist in the air when Bruce rolls his eyes and says, "Yeah man... we can go now." As they're driving Alex feels the same awkwardness that`s becoming part of his personality. How does he tell Bruce that he's interested without sounding like a complete ass, or worse, sounding like he's making fun of Bruce. Then a thought occurs to him. "Why didn't you tell me?" Alex asks. The look Bruce gives him is comical. "um..." Bruce lets out a nervous laugh, "Well. It's hard man. I don't know how people gone react to this shit." "Is that why you live by yourself?" From the glimpse of pain that streaks across Bruce's face Alex surmises that he just poured salt into a still bleeding wound. It's also enough to make him feel like a complete dick. "Yeah." Is the only thing Bruce says before quickly adding, "Where you live?" "I live in Overland Park." "And you took the bus way the fuck down here?" Bruce ask like they're talking about flying pigs. "Well... yeah." Alex's face is, once again, completely red. "Why." Alex doesn't answer but, when Bruce's long fingers touch the sides of his face, he realizes he doesn't have to. He turns his green eyes onto Bruce's curious honey ones. A smile spreads across both their faces and, together, they burst into laughter. "Damn Happy." Bruce says after their chuckles have subsided, "Damn." He even licks his lips as he gives Alex an approving once over. "Damn yo self." Alex says as he returns the approving gaze of those golden eyes. "So I'm guessin you wanna?" Bruce's full lips curl at the edges as be bites his lips. "Well... yeah." Alex says as his hand, unconsciously, grips the base of his wood. "Aight then `Happy' lets be fuh real with each other fo a second. I'm feelin you, you feelin me?" "A little." Alex says trying to be cool. "Right." Bruce says as his hand reaches out and grips Alex's happy stick, "A little." Alex jumps hard and lets out a satisfying yelp, "thought so... so you a top or bottom?" "uh... bottom." He says since that's what he wants to do, "You a top right?" "Most of the time." Bruce says as he changes lanes and flicks on his turning signal. His right hand continues to sit in Alex's lap massaging his love stick as Alex cringes and pulls at his wrist. "FWB cool wit u?" Bruce says as if he isn't teasing Alex into ejaculation. Alex moans and nods as Bruce's fingers pull down his zipper before diving into the bulging darkness. Then he realizes he doesn't know what Bruce is talking about. "Wha?" "Friends with benefits." Bruce says and Alex nods furiously. That's exactly what he was thinking about when he had planned this whole thing. Not the whole just call me when you wanna fuck type thing cause, even though he's feelin Bruce, he's still talking to Tyrese and Bruce has someone in his life too. "Will yo boyfriend care about?" he can't finish because at that moment Bruce's long middle finger began to tease his hot, hungry hole. "He's not the type to care about me fucking a friend." Bruce says as he pulls into his usual parking spot in the back of the apartment complex, "He only hangs with his FWBs so he knows he can't even look at me wrong when I do it." Bruce's voice isn't hostile, it's amused. "Alright then." Alex says. All nervousness is gone now that Bruce is sitting here raping him with his eyes and finger. A familiar spark lights up Bruce's eyes. The same look of adoration he had when he was looking at that burger. To have those intensely golden eyes looking at him like that has Alex's face burning as his mouth spreads into a wide grin as he pulls his hand out of Alex's fly. "Damn you sexy." Bruce says as he leans over and plants soft a kiss on Alex's lips. Alex just grins as he takes Bruce by the ears and pulls his face into his. Soon Bruce is positioned between his legs. His little white boy booty is hanging between the space between the seats. "Whoa." Alex says as he feels Bruce's erection laying flat against his stomach. Bruce looks down and smiles. Alex feels him grinding his erection against him, dry humping his stomach through their clothes as he takes to nibbling Alex's neck. A sudden painful nip causes Alex to arch his back and cry out. "That's my Happy." Bruce whispers as he looks down at Alex's grinning face. Alex just smiles up at him as Bruce takes his hand and pulls him onto his feet. They're barely able to climb the stairs with Bruce drowning Alex's neck in his full lips while Alex is doing his best to climb the stairs with Bruce`s hands finding his every spot and tweaking them just right. Bruce pushes Alex against the wall and rubs his erection against Alex's as he pushes his tongue into Alex's mouth. Alex sucks on the invading tongue while their hands ravage each other's bodies. Alex's red polo ends up in pieces thanks to the way Bruce`s arm got caught in his sleeve. Bruce stops for a second as Alex collects the ruined pieces of his shirt before they hit the dirty steps. He looks up into Bruce's face to see a surprised, somewhat confused expression on his face. Alex follows his gaze and rolls his eyes. Apparently a lot of black guys have never seen pink nipples. Bruce doesn't miss the gesture and pulls one of those bubblegum nipples into his mouth. They arrive and Bruce can barely shove the key in the hole as he unbuttons his pants with his other hand. They tumble into Bruce's place. Alex falls and laughs like a maniac as Bruce tugs at his shoe. After the third tug he is able to extract stubborn shoe. Bruce scoops him up, still laughing, into his arms. Then he dumps him on the couch. Alex ends up ass up on the couch with Bruce's body on top of his. The shreds of his red polo are strewn across the floor now that he's no longer holding on to them. "Damn Bruce." comes out of his mouth as Bruce yanks off his other shoe before ripping his sock off. Alex helps Bruce undo his belt, since he's clawing at the accessory like a starving tiger. Once Bruce yanks the belt out Alex just lets go, allowing Bruce to pull his pants and boxers down himself. Alex blushes against the couch as he feels nothing but Bruce's eyes and fresh air hitting his exposed hole. Since Tyrese had pounded him into walking funny he'd noticed that his ass cheeks naturally part. Maybe it's because he doesn't have a "Donk" but a "Dink" (these were also Tyrese's words). With his body being supported by his knees and head and arms he has a pretty good idea about what's going to happen next with his pale ass in the air. The next thing he feels is Bruce's tongue. His body is forced down as Bruce shoves his face into Alex's ass. The couch moves across the hard wood floor and Alex has his lip in his teeth as his body is assaulted by an army of pleasure. Bruce knows what he's doing. Alex groans loud as Bruce's hands find his balls and begins massaging them together. Alex jerks, trying to push his ass back into that tongue that feels so good against him. He's waited so long for this and still he's not prepared for Bruce's hands as they spread his cheeks and he rubs his face into Alex's ass with renewed vigor. He's not like Tyrese. He doesn't suck and thrust his tongue the way Tyrese had. Tyrese had made love to his hole with his tongue. He had been firm but gentle. Bruce is up in Alex's hole like an foreign invader. It's some to conquer and make submit to his will. Alex's muscles are trying to push him out even as he throws his hole into the conquering nation of Bruce's oral devices. "Hhhhaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh," comes out of Alex's mouth. His hands becomes claws on Bruce's couch as he feels a familiar pumping sensation throughout his shaft. He yells as he sprays semen all over Bruce's couch. Suddenly Bruce is under him, catching the last drops of semen in his mouth before kissing and suckling at Alex's pink tinted head. Alex jumps and thrusts into those full lips. Bruce just sucks the rest of his juice out of his stick. Without warning Alex feels Bruce pulling him up. His back hits Bruce's chest and he turns his head to receive a heated kiss. Bruce forces some hot and slimy liquid into his mouth before sucking it back out. The stuff is hot, sweet and thick. Like melted candy being pushed onto his tongue. This happens two more times before Alex realizes it's his own man cream. He can feel the hot semen dribbling down his chin. It turns him on like crazy to have Bruce shoving his own dick juice into his mouth like they're sharing a coke. "Man Happy, you fuckin hot dude." Bruce says before licking the trail of semen from Alex's face, "C'mon." He commands as he rises to his feet. Alex is pulled into Bruce's arms before being tossed over his shoulder. He can't help giggling like a horny school girl as he is carried back into Bruce's bedroom. He looks down at the ass hole he's fucked in a few of his day dreams and finds another tattoo. This one is a circular tribal design painted on his left cheek. Without thinking Alex reaches down and feels the grooves in the tatt. Bruce kisses his hip as he does. Suddenly the room slips from under him as Bruce flings him into the bed. A second passes and Alex looks up, his legs spread and his ass ready to be entered. He sees Bruce's dick for the first time. It's circumcised and curved upward. It's longer than he remembers Tyrese's was but it's not nearly as thick. Still it looks like it could do some damage. "You suck?" Bruce asks with a cautious expression, like it's an insult to ask a gay dude if he sucks dick. "Yeah." That's when Bruce just glances down and smiles as he pulls Alex by his legs to the edge of the bed. Alex bends low, curling his legs under his body for support. He just looks at the dick that's slightly darker than the rest of Bruce's body for a second. Bruce's hands are gentle as they slide down to Alex's hole. Alex's hand reaches up and takes a handful of Bruce's fuzzy package. The curly hair is coarse and Bruce's balls are kind of heavy as they sit low in his sack. Suddenly Bruce's finger penetrates Alex's hole as he pulls Alex's face into his pelvis. Bruce's dick slides across Alex's cheek. He already knows he can't deep throat it. With Tyrese he'd been unable to get it all in and Tyrese, who never deep throated dick as big as his, had had no pointers to give. Instead he taught Alex how to compensate for that little weakness. Alex feels Bruce's body cringe unexpectedly as he uses his lips alone to nip at the vein on the underside of Bruce's long ebony fuck stick. The Phallus in his hands quivers as he drills his tongue into the base. All the while he's massaging the balls in his hands, kneading them gently. His blowjob isn't sloppy. It's wet and sensual. Despite the rough tongue fucking his ass just received he makes love to the swollen dick sliding up his face. He pulls his lips away, "Get in the bed." He commands. Bruce wastes no time sliding into the bed and opening his legs wide. For a second Alex just stares at Bruce's chocolate body. Bruce clears his throat, then Alex plunges tongue first into his fuzzy sac. His hand takes a firm hold onto Bruce's dick and begins to pump up and down in slow tight strokes. He dribbles the sensitive twin orbs with his tongue and lips until he hears Bruce begin to wine. He even allows his tongue to "accidentally" graze Bruce's anus. Bruce practically lifts off the bed for a second as he thrusts forward. Alex licks up the shaft before opening and engulfing the head, sliding up and down the long pipe without even trying to deep throat it. On either side of him Bruce's legs tremble. He slides back up and catches Bruce's toes curling in his peripheral vision. Bruce's hands take Alex's neck and pull him off gently. Alex looks up into a shocked smile riddled with disbelief, "Maaan that was some bomb ass head." Bruce leans in and nips his ear before whispering, "Lemme in that ass tho." Alex just sits up on his knees before allowing his weight to carry him to his back where he leaves his legs up. Bruce's muscular form is towering over him looking like some golden eyed Nubian god. He smiles and Alex's entire body flutters. Then he leans over and grabs a golden packet. Alex smiles because Tyrese had had to use Trojans too. Bruce tears the packet, drops the foil and rolls the rubber down his long shaft. Lubricant follows. Bruce takes his long digit and jams the gel deep into Alex's hot hole. Alex groans even as he is finger fucked. Bruce finishes by rubbing the bud of Alex's already wet (with saliva) hole. Then he pours a generous amount onto his shaft and begins guiding it to Alex's boy bud. Alex grunts as the head penetrates him. He kind of does this little ass dance as Bruce works his dick into his ass. It's not as thick as Tyrese's was but it continues forever. Alex feels like entire yards of dick are being pushed into his little passage. Like Bruce's dick is going to hit his brain. "Just relax." Bruce's husky voice says. Alex tries to breath, "Man you turnin all red and shit. That's hot." "Shit." Alex groans yet he's already getting used to the shear length of Bruce's dick. Bruce begins to gently his body. Alex releases a pleasing moan. "Man this ass is tight." Bruce whispers into Alex's ear. The feeling of Bruce's weight on his chest combined with the fact that all that dick is packed inside his rectum makes Alex shiver. He reaches his hands back and takes a grip of Bruce's plump rump, squeezing those mounds of hard flesh and pulling them apart. Then Bruce begins to withdraw and slam forward. Alex grunts when he thrusts but feels empty when he slides away, wanting him to stay and grind into him. "fffffff..." is all Alex can say. Bruce gets the idea and begins to fuck Alex hard and fast. "Da-a-a-a-ammmm" Alex says as each thrust stretches his anal walls to breaking point. Bruce says nothing as he just stares down at Alex with that look of unparalleled adoration. Alex can't look away but the rough pounding his ass is receiving makes his whole body shake. His toes are curling, his mouth won't close. "Oh Bruce." Alex wines as Bruce's eyes finally release him and Bruce's hulking form collapses on top of his. "Call me daddy." Bruce commands as he gives a particularly painful thrust. Despite falling onto Alex he hasn't lost speed. "D-Daddy please." Alex wines. Bruce stops power fucking Alex and begins to swirl his hips, stirring Alex's guts into an electric frenzy. Bruce takes a nipple into his mouth and continues to saw his swollen sex organ in and out of Alex's tender man parts. Alex feels Bruce drop one of his legs and suddenly more dick is being pushed inside him. He hadn't even noticed Bruce hadn't been fucking him with his entire length. He looks down at Bruce's low cut hair and brown skin. Bruce looks up into his eyes and smiles, thrusting into Alex where he holds, pressing Alex`s prostate just the right way at the right time. Alex feels his entire body spasm as his hard dick spurts glob after glob of cream into Bruce's chin and both their chests. Bruce takes this opportunity to hump into Alex's clenching sphincter harder. "Fuck... Oh Shit... OH SHIT... Fuh me... FUCK ME." Alex screams to the ebony adonis dominating his mind and body. His ass is being fucked to the limit but at the same time he wants more. Bruce takes his legs and places both on his shoulder as close together as can be. Then he leans down on them. "mmmmm." is all that comes out of Bruce's mouth as he bites his lip and begins to power fuck Alex again. Now that his legs are closer together Alex just whimpers and closes his eyes tight as his poor hole is stretched to breaking point. Finally Bruce's mahogany hips are slamming into his upturned ass hole without mercy. Alex almost faints as Bruce`s whole dick sinks into his tender ass the first time. All the lubricant is doing its job because Bruce seems to be having little trouble sliding into Alex's pink, puckering, perfect hole. Alex sees the shine of sweat on Bruce's body, hears the husky notes in his breaths, feels every muscle in his body tense up as he thrusts in deep and holds, this time for his own benefit. Alex instantly knows the condom broke. His insides are being flooded with hot wetness and he almost dies from shear bliss. After several of the deepest, roughest thrusts of the night Bruce falls on top of Alex's body gasping for air. Alex just closes his arms around Bruce's broad shoulders. He glances at Bruce's bedroom mirror and sees that his whole face is red. Bruce is practically unconscious and, from the sounds coming from his stomach, hungry. Alex's mind starts up and it isn't a good thing. He's thinking about how natural it was with Tyrese, what does he say to Bruce? I love you seems a bit much for a "FWB" but if not that then what does he say? "Alex." Bruce huffs out, "What kind of sandwich you like?" "Turkey." Alex says with a grin, happy as hell Bruce saved him from embarrassing himself. Bruce looks up from where his head lies on Alex's chest and says, "Miracle Whip good wit you?" "Yeah." Alex says. Then Bruce tugs his dick out of him and disposes of the broken condom. "Be right back.." He slaps Alex's tender ass and Alex yelps, "...FWB." Alex chuckles and watches Bruce's sexy brown booty as he walks out the door to go make them something to eat.