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Surprize for brother 3

The knock at the door startled both of us. More her than I. This being the first time she had ever done anything like this, she was so afraid that her husband would find out. We both jumped up and I put my panties and shirt back on. She grabbed her pants and her shirt and ran (like I have never seen anyone run before) to the bathroom. I didn’t bother with putting my pants on before answering the door. I looked out the window and seen that it was the mailman and that he had a package under one arm. This particular mailman had been giving me the eye for quite some time. It wasn’t hard to see that he wanted me in the worst of ways. There were several times that I had waited for him at my mailbox in a pair of my skin tight jeans and a very see through blouse. I knew what he wanted and I loved to tease the hell out of him.
I opened the door in nothing more than my very sheer panties and a very tight fitting tank top. He was so shocked he almost fell over backwards off of the porch. I asked him, “Do you have something for me?” He just stood there, his eyes popping out of his head. “Cat got your tongue?” I asked. It was all he could do to pull his eyes off of my crotch and look me in the eye. When he finally did, he said, “Excuse me, did you say something?” I jokingly told him that indeed I had been carrying on a one sided conversation for the past five minutes while he was memorizing what my pussy looked like through my sheer panties. He turned beet red and apologised profusely. I playfully asked him, ” Do you like what you see?” He imediately answered back, ” What man in their right mind wouldn’t!” I told him that I knew of one… “My ex-husband.”
“I see that you have a couple of packages there for me. What do I have to do to got you to give them to me?” I asked. “I only have one package here for you.” Was his answer.
I told him that I seen the one under his arm that he was holding, and I also said, ” I also see the nice package that you are carrying between your legs that developed shortly after I opened the door.” Again his face turned beet red. (I was loving this) “So, which package will be easiest to open?” I asked. He just stood there and didn’t say a word. He was speechless and I was enjoying the hell out of it! I then placed my right hand inside my panties and got my fingers all wet. I then pulled my hand out and rubbed my wet fingers on his upper lip just under his nose. He smiled and I asked him, ” Did that wake you up? You looked like you were in a trance so I gave you a wiff of my personal smelling salts.” He started stuttering and finally got out the words, ” I have to say this, You are the most beautiful woman on my route and by far the sexiest woman I have ever seen!” I asked him If he thought that by saying something like that would help him to get in my panties. Before he could answer I said, ” Because I was willing to let you into them weeks ago!”
Thats when he told me that he was married. I sarcasticly asked him, ” So… Do you bring your wife with you on the route?” He let out a little laugh and said, ” If I did, after this, I would be DEAD meat!” I asked why he thought that. Both of us looked down at the buldge in his pants at the same time. I told him that he had done nothing wrong except to deliver a package that has taken him (so far) almost ten minutes to hand over to me. He apologised and handed me the package. When he gave it to me, I gave him a seductive little smile and said, ” I know exactly what this is and because I have seen the other package you have in your pants, I can put this to use right away and if you want to know a secret, my sister in law is hiding in my bathroom right now and I plan to use it on her.” Again I thought his eyes were going to pop right out of his head!
” I know you’re busy delivering mail and all but, do you have a couple extra minutes? If you want, you can come into the kitchen and hide. Then you could watch my sister in law and I have some fun. You have to be really quiet though. If she knew you were here she would freak out!” It didn’t take him long to agree to that idea, so I let him into the kitchen and told him not to peak around the corner until he heard us moaning. I then went down the hall to the bathroom, and through the door I told my sis in law that the coast was clear and to get naked and come on out and finish what we had started. I heard her giggle and say, ” I’ll be right out.”
She came out of the bathroom completely naked and danced her way over to where I was sitting on the couch. She asked who was at the door. I explained that it was the mailman and that he had dropped off the package I had been waiting for. “What was it?” She asked. I said, ” Well, lets open it up and find out.” When the package came open and she could see what it was, HER eyes nearly popped out of her head! With awe and wonder in her voice she said, ” I have heard about those but, had never seen one until now!” Excitedly she asked, ” Are we going to use it?” I said, ” We most certainly are. Now you will be able to find out what love making is like from the MANS point of view.” She let out a loud moan and shouted, “Oh My GOD, I just came!” She didn’t have to tell me, I seen her juices squirt out of her pussy and I began to feel an orgasm welling up inside me. After I was done cumming I put on the Strap-on dildo and was amazed at how extremely sexy it made me feel. Along with the fact that there was a man watching us and she didn’t know about it. Once I got it all sinched up nice and tight, she immediately started fingering herself in a feverish pitch. She told me, ” You look so beautiful standing there. You are so gorgeous and I am so turned on looking at you and your cock! Let me have it! Come here and fuck me right now!” She laid back on the couch and spread her legs as wide as she could. I climbed on top of her and put the head of my new cock into her totally drenched slit. Without wasting any time, she grabbed my ass and pulled me into her in one FAST motion. Her hungry pussy eagerly gobbled up all eight inches of it! She was moaning and groaning, twisting and bucking beneath me. Her eyes were rolled back in complete extacy.
I looked over my shoulder and wasn’t surprised to see the mailman vigorously jacking off. I could tell he was about to cum so I said, ” Wouldnt you rather have a mouth to catch that in than to let it fall on the floor?” My sis in law said, ” No, just keep fucking me!” She actually thought I was talking to her! LOL! She didn’t even open her eyes.
The mailman walked over to th back of the couch. Facing me, I sucked every inch of his manhood into my mouth and let him fuck my mouth for all he was worth. My sis in law didn’t even know he was there! She was too into the fucking she was getting from me and never seen him. After about two minutes he shot his hot love goo into my mouth. He tasted so amazing! Without swallowing I placed my index finger up to my lips as to say, ” Sssshhhh.” I then waved goodbye to him and watched as he pulled up his pants and quietly let himself out the door. Once the door was shut I began kissing my hot little fuck partner. When the cum started running from my mouth to hers she gasped and her eyes got HUGE but, she didn’t try to pull away. She eagerly took every drop I offered to her! She then let out a scream, I pulled my strap on cock out of her and she let loose a flood of cum that completely soaked both of us and the couch!
She layed there breathing very heavy, not moving a muscle, not saying a word for what seemed an eternity. I actually think that her orgasm made her pass out! When she finally did speak she said, ” That was UNDOUBTEDLY the best fuck I have EVER had!” I told her that I was glad she enjoyed it. Then she said, ” I have a question. Where did you get the cum from?” I tried to act all innocent and pretend I didn’t know what she was talking about. “I’m not stupid. I know what a mans cum tastes like and your mouth was full of it when you kissed me.” I asked her, ” Did you like it?” She said, ” Of course I liked it. Where did you get it?” So I told her… ” From the same guy I got this cock from. The mailman. He was watching us fuck from the kitchen.” In a shocked tone, she said, ” Oh My GOD! Are you serious? You have the same mailman that I do and I have fantasized about how big his cock might be and having it in my mouth!” I then told her that when I noticed that he was jacking off I told him to come over and cum in my mouth. “You didn’t even hear me say it to him because you were totally into getting a womans cock rammed into you. While I was fucking you I sucked his balls dry. After he snuck out the door I kissed you.”
Stay tuned for part 4

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Big Daddy

This is based on a true story. A friend of mine, who is an addict, told me about these things he has done. Obviously the dialogue is fictionalized but the events are very close to reality.
As is the case with most hard drug users, you start off small and end up making your way up. Since I was 15 I had been smoking weed. One of my friends had introduced me to some other drugs like meth or coke a few years later. The weed was still a big influence but it all seemed so tempting. It was a different high and on a much higher level. I figured I could do it and just stop if I wanted to, which ofcourse did not work. I’d learn to accept that. As time went on I began not to care because it felt too good to stop. All my problems seemed to go away when I was away on another plain.
Stacy, my girlfriend of two years, only smoked weed but knew that I did harder drugs. She never really asked for details and we always enjoyed our sex while high. It wasn’t that we were performing better but the drugs gave that illusion. It became apparent that I also enjoyed crossdressing and it didn’t bother her at all. I’d never do it around her because it wasn’t her thing but it was something she didn’t mind me doing.
Last year I lost my job and it was hard for us to afford all of our bills, let alone my habit. I’d scrape up change, pick up cans off the streets, just to get enough money to get me away from my worries.
I’ve always been a very sexual being and when Stacy was gone, I found myself looking at shemale porn on the internet. The thought of me sucking a man while dressed as a female really turned me on, but I had never done it. As it became obvious that I wouldn’t be able to afford my drugs as much, I started thinking that maybe now was the time to explore that other side.
The withdrawals were hard to deal with and desperation sank in. I was willing to do anything for just a little cocaine.
I got online one day when my girlfriend was at work and went into a local chat room. I’d chat with different people but if they didn’t have what I wanted, I stopped immediately. Luckily, there was a guy who was just 20 minutes from me who could get me some coke. His name was George and he was a cab driver. Maybe not the brightest idea, I gave him my address and he’d be over in a few hours.
I put on one of my girlfriends tank tops and one of my tight leather skirts, then checked the clock. It was getting close and I was nervous but the craving outweighed that. The lipstick was a brighter shade of red than I wanted but it didn’t have to be perfect.
A car horn went off, so I looked out the window and saw a taxi. I zipped up my boots and ran outside, hopping into the front seat next to him. He was actually pretty attractive. I didn’t expect that at all. Maybe it was his blue eyes that made him more interesting.
“You are a very pretty girl. I’m surprised. So, where is the money?”
“See, that is the problem. I’m low on cash right now. This is all I have.”
He stared down into my palm where a few bills were wadded up and laughed.
“That is not enough. Don’t fuck with me little faggot. You waste my time.”
“No, no, no I’m not wasting your time. I’m sure I could do something else for you on top of the money. Come on, I need this.”
“Okay. Fair. Do a good job and it’s yours.”
George unzipped his pants to reveal a fat 6 inch cock. Even though this was the first time, I didn’t waste a second. The fat head just barely fit into my mouth. His fingers ran through my hair, gripping onto it as I licked and sucked the head. I kept my eyes on his, giving him a seductive look, which he enjoyed.
Apparently he wanted me to take it all as he shoved my head down, causing his shaft to move towards the back of my throat.
“Yes, suck me fag boy. Suck my dick.”
Going into this, I figured I’d be doing it real quick just to get what I wanted, then get the hell out of there. Though the tranny porn always got me excited, this had been business in my mind. That view had quickly changed. He no longer had to push my head down, I was taking every inch all by myself.
“Take it deep, I’m going to cum.”
My tongue swirled around his thick shaft. Then I made my way up to his bulbous head. As I took half of him into my mouth, I stroked from my lips down. His moans got louder and I sucked harder as I felt the warm salty taste on my tongue. I pulled my mouth away and watched the cum gush down his head before proceeding to lick it all up.
“Mm, that was pretty nice. I’m surprised you’re not snatching this shit from me if you are that desperate,” he laughed. “Here, take it. Enjoy. Get out. I got to get back to work.”
Part of me was disappointed that he came so fast but the other part just wanted to get back inside.
I thanked him and ran inside just as fast as I had run outside. In no time, I was in another place. The worlds problems seemed so far away and the pain went away as well.
Unfortunately as I was coming down, in the corner of my eye I caught a stain on Stacy’s shirt. Shit, I had gotten that cabbie’s cum on her tank top.
I didn’t get to enjoy the last bit of my high because I was so paranoid about her seeing this and finding out what I had done. For the next hour I was washing and drying the shirt so I could place it back where it belonged. She walked in the door probably about 15 minutes after I had finished. Too close of a call. If this was going to happen again, it couldn’t be here. All that was playing in my head is, “Somebody saw. One of the neighbors saw you sucking off this guy and they will tell her.”
Luckily, she never found out about that but within a few days, that craving came back. It was hitting me hard, so I hit the internet chat rooms again. This time there was nobody anywhere near me that had some drugs I could score.
One of my good friends, Mike, called me up and told me about a drug dealer that could possibly help me out. He was bisexual and very attracted to trannies and crossdressers. Mike knew I crossdressed and this guy was his dealer. They had been talking and brought me up in conversation. The guy said he could work something out if I really needed it. At this point, I desperately needed it and figured it’d give me a chance to have more interesting experiences.
As instructed, I showed up at this guy’s house at three. It was a fairly nice place considering the neighborhood, which consisted of mostly run down homes. I didn’t even get the chance to knock on the door before it opened. A busty latina opened the door and welcomed me in. A large black man sat on a black leather couch with a very attractive asian girl. They were passing a roach back and forth.
“Come over here and sit by me baby,” he said as he patted the couch.
I looked around at all the nice stuff this guy had. Maybe it shouldn’t be surprising since he sells all sorts of drugs but I was in awe. Nervous but in need, I sat down next to him. He passed the roach my way and I deeply inhaled.
“You look real good girl. I see that you wore the fishnets like I asked. That’s a sexy skirt. Love leather.”
His hand made it’s way to the black leather skirt. He rubbed it, pressing it down against my dick. The friction started to make me hard.
“Since you so fine, I’m going to make you a deal. You there for me, I’m there for you. Need some shit, come this way. You will get whatever you want as long as you do what I say. Think I’d like to tap that pretty little white ass of yours.”
I was very nervous now. I’ve used my girlfriends vibrator in my ass but it was nothing like this guy’s cock.
“I really need some coke now, so if that is what you want, I’ll do it. I’m yours.”
“Call me Big Daddy.”
“Okay. I’m all yours Big Daddy.”
“Good. So get down on your knees and get my dick wet so I can slide that shit up in your ass.”
Immediately I dropped to my knees and pulled his pants down. His cock was very large and thick, which scared me a bit at first. It was even more frightening as it started to grow when I wrapped my pink lips around it. I’d never seen a dick this big other than on the internet. He had to be at least 10 inches. I’d gag every time I got half way down, as the saliva dripped from my mouth onto his balls. My hand moved up and down the lower part of his shaft with a tight grip. I found myself moaning in between popping his big head out of my mouth. Even though I knew it’d hurt I was starting to crave that big black cock inside of me. I stroked all 10 inches furiously as I licked my lips.
“Come on Big Daddy. I want your black dick inside of me. I want you to tear me up.”
Like when the drugs would take hold, I became another person when dressed as a female. Not only were the drugs important now, so was pleasing him. I leaned over the table with my ass in the air. My cock was semi hard as it hung down for him to see.
“Presentin that ass for me and look, baby got a nice little prick.”
His hand came down with a lot of force on my right ass cheek. He moved the leather skirt up a bit and did it again, this time on bare skin. It hurt a bit but the pleasure was on a much higher level.
“It’s all yours Daddy. This ass is yours.”
“I’m going to rip that shit up. Tear you apart little girl. Ready for this big dick?”
“I’m ready. Shove it in!”
At first, regret was the biggest thing running through my mind. Why the hell did I tell him to shove it in? Nothing this big had been inside of me, so it should have been eased in. He did exactly as I told him to do. The moment the head stretched my tight hole, I had to bite my lip to stop me from screaming.
“Damn. Somebody never had a cock in they ass? Bleeding.”
Through groans of anguish I managed to spit out, “No. You are my first.”
“Ha ha. Love that shit. Break you in little boy! Fuck you like a woman. Ya Slut.”
The pain was unlike anything I’ve ever dealt with before. There was so much of him and he didn’t want a single inch to be outside of me. I grabbed my cheeks and pulled them apart, trying to loosen up. It was hard not to clench, but I managed after a few minutes. Once I was able to do that it was more enjoyable.
“Mm, that’s a tight ass. Play with your cock for me. Rub it.”
My cock was throbbing so I began to stroke it as he plowed me from behind. As he quickened his pace, I found myself pushing back with his motions, driving him deeper into my rectum.
Every time he called me slut or whore, I really felt like it and it drove me crazy. I’d thrust my ass back into his cock, begging for more. He’d fill me up then pull all the way out, slide it between my ass crack, occasionally smack it on my cheek before shoving it back into my anus.
“Fuck yes. Fuck my ass Big Daddy. Fuck me harder. I’m your whore. Love your big black dick.”
“Mm baby you never going back to anything else. You gonna crave this fucking black cock. You want my nigga cum in you bitch?”
“Yes. Yes. Fill me up.”
He squeezed onto my sides and fucked me harder than I ever could have imagined. I had to grab onto the table to keep from falling over the other end. We both were moaning as I felt him quickly thrust deep and spurt inside of me. I kept thinking, “You whore. You are being filled by a big black cock while your girlfriend is at work. He’s filling you with his seed. You fucking slut.” Those thoughts combined with the huge cock in me pushed me over the edge. I started shaking, my ass clinched tightly onto his thick meat as I shot my semen all over his table.
“ Man. You got a nice ass.”
“Thank you Daddy. My girl is going to be out of work soon, so I got to get my shit and go.”
“Uh, not quite yet. Just because my jizz is in your ass, don’t mean you don’t have to gobble it up. Push that shit out. Eat it for your daddy.”
Immediate thoughts were, “Fuck that shit”. Unfortunately, the craving was becoming too much so I sat back down on the couch and spread my legs. I pushed hard and nothing was coming out.
“Push harder. Put your hand under there. Get it all.”
I positioned my hand underneath and pushed again with better results. This guy came like two guys! I couldn’t believe how much semen was in me. It covered most of my palm, but I knew I had to do it, so I did. Every single drop.
“Very good baby. Here you go. Give Daddy a kiss before you go. Thanks baby. Call me up next time you need some shit or just a good dicking.”
“Yep. Thanks. I guess I’ll see you around.”
My watch said 4:38 . Shit. Stacy was going to be home any time now. I got high in Daddy’s driveway and drove well over the speed limit most of the way home. She pulled in right after me. I lied and told her that I was about to go to the store for milk. Of course we had milk and she told me that. I guess she figured I hadn’t looked hard enough, and never bothered to question me.
A few nights later I was out and going crazy from withdrawals. Stacy had the night off so I knew I couldn’t go get some more. It became too painful and it was impossible to sleep. I called Big Daddy at 4 am and told him my situation.
“I really need some shit now. I’m losing my fucking mind over here.”
“Shit, get your ass over here then. I’m going to be up awhile. Took too much shit.”
“Fuck. Problem is, my girl is sleeping so I have to sneak out. There is no way I can dress up for you without her knowing.”
“Baby, just get your ass over here. I got something nice for you to wear for me.”
I hung up the phone and made sure to be very quiet as I closed the door. My car was louder than I wanted it to be when it started, but every thing was because I was trying to be quiet. It was dark and every one was asleep as I drove off into the night.

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I miss her so much

In general, my sexual experience has been quite ordinary and unadventurous. In my late 40s I was lucky enough to become intimate with a woman 25 years my junior. Sadly, after a LOT of good times, she left for the other side of the world to pursue her studies. She brought to our sexual adventures an enthusiasm I had never experienced before, or since. 95 percent of this story is based on reality, I am so glad to say!

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International BJ

This experience happened with my ex, Justin. We broke up a month before, and this was the first time we hooked up since. This happened on a high school class trip in Europe. For nearly a year, I had wanted to be roommates with him on the trip, and this story is exactly why.

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lThe making of a slut

I hadn’t sucked a cock in almost 13 years and decided I NEEDED to taste a man’s thick tasty cum!
A little about me. At this point I had been married for about 3 years and had 2 kids. I first sucked a cock when I was 8 years old, which I wrote about in my previous story.
Since I didn’t want anyone to know about this part of me, I couldn’t just go to the gay bar. I decided to try looking online. I found the site Just Guys and created a profile. Chatted with some guys but nothing happened so I decided to try craigslist. Finally I had some luck. Within an hour I had a response to my add. Plenty actually. This one was a man who said he had a 7.5″ cut cock. I was drooling just thinking about it. I asked if he wanted to fuck me and told him I was an anal virgin. He said he since he was so larege, he would probably tear me. I sent him my adress and he said he would be there within 10 minutes. I was so nervous the time seemed to stop. I kept staring out the window waiting for his car. My heart was pounding. My mouth was dry. I got some water and by the time I had gotten back to the window, his car had pulled up. I watched nervously as he walked up the sidewalk. I met him at the door and opened it. He came in without a word. We got into the living room and all I could say was ” is here ok?”. He said yes and started unzipping his pants. I instinctively dropped to my knees and started pulling his monster out of his underwear. Oh my god this was really happening!
I got it out and it was HUGE! I think it was even bigger than the 7.5″ he told me and I could barelybfit my hand around it. He was right, I wouldn’t be able to handle it. I slowly stroked it, making it hard. I had him move over to the couch. I stroked it some more and then gently licked the shaft from base to tip then back down. I licked and sucked his smooth shaved balls while I jerked his massive cock. When he was good and hard I inserted his head into my mouth. Sucking on the head I jerked him off while twisting my hand. I began bobbing my head up and down, sucking more and more of him into my mouth each time. Finally he was in as far as I could get him. I sucked like a madman with my hand by my mouth, stroking as I went. I couldn’t get enough. I was a dirty whore and wanted only to please him.
He put his hand on my head, rubbing it. He was moaning softly and started rubbing my shoulder and back. Finally he said it. My now favorite words…I’m gonna cum. With that, I brought my lips back up to the head and stroked his cock. He let out a loud moan and at last shot out his load. It never seemed to stop. He came and came. Finally I had the load I had been craving for so long. I let it sit in my mouth for a few seconds, letting the taste and texture set in before swallowing it down. It tasted different than I had imagined, but still great.
He stood up, pulled up his pants and thanked me as he left. I immediately went and jerked off. Later I checked my email and he had sent me a message saying it was the best bj he had ever had and ibcould message him anytimt I was hungry. Needless to say I took him up on that. I was addicted.
I started finding guys on the internet whenever I could. The stories are all pretty much the same. Meet a guy online, blow him or he blows me, we part ways. After a while I decided I wanted a man to fuck me. As usual I found someone online.
I got to his house and we went straight to the bedroom. I started by giving him a nice slow blow job. He was about 6 inches and not too thick. When he was hard, he had me lie on my back. He did everything he could to make me comfortable. He had me spread my legs wide and grabbed on to my feet. He lubed up my virgin hole and his cock. He put the head to my hole and pushed lightly. I felt a little pressure, but no real pain. He pushed a little more and that’s when it hit me. It felt like I was being ripped in half. I tensed up and he stopped. He rested a minute then put a little more in. This went on for 15 minutes. Finally he was all the way in and slowly pumping. It quickly stopped hurting and actually felt good. After a few minutes I decided I wanted to ride him. He laid down and I got on top. I started slowly bucking my hips. I started speeding up and soon was riding him like a true whore. He came with a loud grunt and had me sit still while he went limp. He fell out of me with a plop, followed by a stream of his cum. I asked him if I could use his shower, cleaned up and went home.
I went home and fucked my wife like never before. The orgasm I had was the best I’ve ever had. I immediately sent a good friend of mine (the only one who knows the truth about me) a message detailing the whole experience. Him and I often send dirty texts and messages to each other. My ass was sore fore days after, but it wad well worth it.
I am always looking for new adventures, unfortunately it is hard to find like minded people in Wisconsin. Who knows maybe I’ll meet someone on here.

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Used by my straight best friend
Background information: At the time of this story I was 17, 5’8” 160lbs, and about 6.5” and thick. Everyone called me Smitty (a nickname from soccer that had been passed down from my older brother). My friend Zach was about 6’1” 210lbs (a bit on the chunky side), 6” and also 17. I was pretty good looking, smart, good at sports, and had a quick sense of humor. Whereas Zach was average looking at best, didn’t do too well in school, and wasn’t very good at sports, he was kind of a class clown. Our relationship kind of consisted of my being the leader who got the accolades and him following along. Sometimes he was insecure about that, but we kind of had a good give and take where I would never rub anything like that in his face and give him lots of compliments.
I was spending the night at his house, as we had on many occasions. Zach and I were best friends, and it was about a week before we would start our senior year of high school. Zach was kind of my side kick. I was always hooking up with girls, and meeting people to hang out with, and zach was generally along for the ride. In our many years of friendship, he had one real girlfriend, and they hadn’t gotten past anything besides handjobs and fingering. He had broken up with her in the hopes of ‘trading up’ but ended up without a girlfriend and very sexually frustrated as it had been about three months since his last hookup.
At around 2am we decided to sneak into his neighborhoods pool. We had done this before with another of our friends, and ended up skinny dipping (but nothing had happened). Zach suggested that we should skinny dip again since we didn’t have trunks. I had never gotten any sort of vibe that he was the slightest bit interested in me. Whereas, despite the fact that I hooked up with a lot of girls I was secretly dying to give a blowjob to a guy. We decided to strip down and hop into the pool. I wasn’t really turned on or anything because I never figured anything would happen with us and I was kind of the alpha male in our relationship so I wasn’t going to put myself out there and risk Zach thinking I was gay or knowing my secret.
So we started swimming around, and zach jokes about putting his dick up to a jet. He says “Smitty you gotta try this, it feels crazy.” I try it and joke that “I’ve had worse.” We keep talking and zach keeps kind of humping the water jet a bit. Meanwhile we start talking about how much of a drought hes in. “Dude you just need a slump buster.” I tell him. “We gotta call up that Lisa girl that was like a 5 or 6 with the big boobs, she was totally into you.” “Nah, I’m not into her. I should have never broke up with JD.” “I’m telling you….girls can sense desperation…slump busta!”
We kept swimming and joking around for another 5-10 minutes when I got out of the pool to check my cell phone. I still wasn’t horny or anything, just basking in the night, so I walked around completely naked. Zach made a joke about my dick being way darker than his. I asked him how much longer he wanted to swim for before we went back and he said “I can’t really get out of the water right now.” “Why?” “that jet gave me blue balls. What a bitch.” I laughed realizing he meant he was hard. Knowing he was hard and naked in the water, I got a big time rush. I felt immediate desire so I hopped back in the water before I got hard, and he’d see.
“Man I gotta try this jet, maybe I was doing it wrong.” I joked as I swam around. “She’s a tease man.” Zach replied. “Gets me hard and wont even finish the job.” I laughed and responded “Bitches be crazy.” Zach said “99 problems but a jet aint one.” At this point zach and I were swimming around when Zach came up behind me and jokingly said “Smitty wanna be my slump buster?” I laughed nervously and joked “you wish, but I’m not that kind of girl.” He joked back “you’re a little slut and you know it.” I laughed and said “I’m telling you…Lisa man. That girl was jonesin for your dick.” Although I wasn’t really sure that she was into him, I just wanted to be nice. At this point, I was so horny and my dick was rock hard. I decided to try to see if I could get anything going, although I wasn’t sure how because I didn’t want Zach to know that I wanted to mess around or that I was trying to imagine what his boner would look like.
So I swam over to a jet and said “lets see what all the fuss is about.” Since I was already hard it actually felt pretty good. I made fake obnoxious moaning noises, and then said “she got me too.” Zach laughed and said “I told you.” I told him I need to give it some air, so I turned away from him and went to the shallow end that was about 2 feet deep. I stood with my butt to him. I was secretly hoping he’d check out my butt and like what he saw. I did a little stretch and commented that we were living the dream, and it would suck when summer was over. I knew I had a cute shaved tan thick bubble butt and hoped it would get him more turned on.
I went lower so I was back under water and turned and swam more towards him in the deeper end. “My boner wont go away. Stupid jet.” I said to Zach. Zach in a more serious tone said “Yeah me either. No homo but after seeing your butt I am thinking I found my slump buster.” I laughed and said “Oh yeah?” He half joking said “Seriously, I should slap a whig on you, turn you around and just take out my frustrations.” Even though I didn’t think he was being serious, my dick was throbbing like crazy. “Every girl’s dream” I joked sarcastically and kept swimming around. Zach responded “Cammmonnn just the tip? Just the tip?” I just laughed as I wasn’t sure what else to say. Zach continued “just the tip, just the tip.” And started swimming after me. I was nervously laughing as I didn’t want to give up how bad I wanted to feel and see his dick. As Zach swam after me and tried to grab me, I laughed and kind of shrieked and shrugged him off and swam away. This kept up for a minute or so. With me shrugging him off before I got away to the short end of the pool. Zach kept up “come on Smitty, you know you want it.” He jokingly sang “My minnnnnddd is tellling me noooo. But my body…my bodddy is telling me yessssss.” I kept laughing not really saying anything as I didn’t want to give up how turned on I was and wanted to pretend like I wasn’t interested in case he wasn’t serious. He said “$50 says you have a boner.” I told him “yeah the jet got me horny too.” And hes like “I think you said jet when you meant zach.” I flirtingly said back “you wish…sorry I’m not Lisa.” Normally, I was very clever and funny but my retorts were pretty pathetic because I was so distracted with my lust for my best friend.
Zach went after me to the short end and I dodged him and swam away. But even the little skin to skin contact of him wrestling with me made me want to blow my load in the pool. Zach kept swimming at me, and I decided to see where it went and pretend to get away but let him get me. He grabbed me on the side and began half jokingly humping my leg and hip like crazy before pretending like he was blowing his load on me. This only went on for about fifteen seconds before I pushed him off and laughed and said “whats gotten into you haha?!” “No its me thats going to get into you.” He responded semi seriously. I got kind of nervous as I didn’t want him to think I was gay or anything and him fucking me would definitely make me seem gay. Although logically him fucking me would also make him seem gay, but somehow that didn’t seem like it (maybe because I would be the bitch). He started swimming towards me more slowly and deliberately and I wasn’t moving. The whole time we were making eye contact and it was pretty silent. Then he said “trust me dude, it’ll feel good.” I responded back “wtf man, no way!! thats not my thing.” He was being dead serious at this point and he said “Come on. Dude you’ll like it, just let me try it.” I was terrified that I had given myself away wondering why on earth would he think I wanted him to fuck me. Even though I desperately wanted to get him off. I responded back “if anyone is gonna fuck anyone, it would be me fucking you.” He totally ignored the comment and kept swimming towards me. At this point I decided I had to keep up the rouse and pretend to get away.
I am not sure if he picked up that I was nervous or what but he went along with the act and started joking again and was like “come on gimme dat ass bitch!” As we kind of wrestled around. At one point he got behind me and was tickling me and I was laughing hysterically when I felt his dick poke my butt cheek. I pretended like I didn’t notice and was like “dude dude dude uncle you gotta stop tickling me” between laughin. He had me in kind of a bear hug and was slightly humping my butt/back with his dick while tickling me. But he had really let up a lot on the tickling. I decided to try to pretend like I didn’t notice as I was so horny I could hardly resist. His dick on my butt even in the water felt so incredible. Just knowing how turned on he was and feeling like his bitch was making me soooo hot inside.
I whispered “dude did you hear that.” Having not heard anything, but thinking I could keep him on me without having to keep pretending. He got serious “hear what?!” I whispered again “dude I swear I heard something be quiet for a second.” Zach was still holding me and his dick was still pressed on my butt cheek. He kind of pulled me closer and I could feel his breath on the side of my face as we stood in the water. “Maybe it was nothing” I whispered back. Still pretending like I wasn’t totally aware of how sexual this situation was. I asked “we lef the door cracked open so we can get back in without the alarm right?” Even though I knew we did, as we had snuck out dozens of times. “Yeah” Zach said, while he started to dry hump me slowly but harder. “Maybe I didn’t hear anything. Is your phone on ring if your parents called?” I asked trying to keep up my rouse. “Idk.” Zach mumbled, at this point solely focused on his cock and my butt.
I decided it was too obvious, even though at this point the jig was up and there was no doubt between either of us I wanted it. But after so many years of pretending to be straight old habbits die hard. I swam to the shorter end and stood in the shallow water with my back to him, secretly hoping he would follow me. He swam up behind me and pressed himself right into my back. His chubby stomach and chest was pressed on my back with his hot rock hard/yet strangely soft skinned cock was wedged between my ass cheeks. I gasped and he silented dry humped me. He reached around and grabbed my rock hard cock and squeezed it. Then he let go of it and grabbed my hand and pulled it behind me and put it on his dick. I squeezed his dick and he moaned in my ear. I gave it a light jerk unsure what to do. He squeezed my ass cheeks with both of his hands, and let go and squeezed them again. Sexually, I loved that he was the dominant one and feeling used, but from the standpoint of our friendship I was worried about letting him have the power and servicing him as his bitch.
He grunted “come on.” and swam a few feet towards the steps. I stood still as he turned and sat down on the top step. Seeing his dick for the first time in the slight lighting from the street lights and moon. His dick was a little smaller than mine and a lot thinner, and the head didn’t stick out as much from the rest of it. It was also lighter skinned. Seeing it standing straight up between his spread legs, and his balls hanging down I wanted nothing more than to put it in my mouth. “Come here” he commanded with a hint of impatience. I still stood there and he said “dude come on.” with a frustrated tone. At this point I complied and slowly moved over. “do it” he said, as if it was obvious what the next step was. (Which it was pretty obvious that he wanted me to suck his dick, and I guess it must have been obvious that I wanted to). I said “will you do me too?” Trying to maintain some semblence of manhood and he just said “just do it.” I reached out with my shaking hand, from a combination of nervousness and extreme desire and grasped his dick. He moaned again and closed his eyes. I stroked him slowly but firmly for thirty seconds before he said “what are you waiting for, get down there.” At this point there was no turning back. I got on my nees and bent between his legs. Slowly stroking his rock hard dick while trying to memorize every millimeter of how it looked. He grabbed my head, not roughly but firmly and pulled it towards his dick. I kind of resisted as there was no turning back after this. At which point he commanded “suck it dude.” I opened my mouth and put his dick into my lips. I almost came then and there. I knew that I had wanted this for so long and was so happy it was happening.
All my inhibitions went away and I was just focused on his dick and pleasuring it. I licked his balls, and slowly licked all over it. I tenderly sucked on the head and the sensitive spot right under it. While I was doing that he pulled my head back on it indicating he wanted me to put it back in my mouth. I kept sentuously licking it, when he said “put it back in.” I did as he commanded. He started to thrust as I was bobbing on it, and was grabbing my head really firmly. I was loving every second of it. All of a sudden he grabbed my head with both hands and slammed his dick all the way down my throat. I started to gag abit and got panicked. He held me this way and his dick throbbed and got super hard like steel. I dont know why I didn’t realize what was happening, but I was like “mmm. Mmmm. (panicked gurgling noises)” as he loundly grunted “ungghhhh.” and then his dick pulsed and a half second later my mouth was filled with his jizz. I quickly swallowed as there was nothing else I could do, followed by another “unghhh” pulse, more cum. Again and again. And this went on for what seemed like a minute. Finally he let go of my head and was breathing heavy but relaxed his body. I took his dick out of my mouth and pumped it one more time to get the last bit of his jizz out. A little came out and I licked it clean and looked up at his face. He was watching me very seriously. Then said “ok dude thats enough, get off of it.” and kind of pushed me back by the shoulder.
Then he got up and was like “we should probably get back now.” pretending as if nothing had happened. I stayed on my nees stunned for a second before I followed him over to our clothes. His dick was going soft as he toweled off then put on a shirt. I kept staring at his dick until he said “dude come on get dressed, lets go.” Kind of annoyed. I was still rock hard, but I felt so shitty, thinking why did I do that. He pulled up his shorts and boxers and I put on my clothes, trying to tuck in my obvious hard on.
Normally we help each other jump the fence, but he just silently went over and did it himself and waited on the other side looking around impatiently with his hands on his hips. I followed him and got over the fence. While walking back I tried to make small talk but he was giving me short annoyed answers “I don’t know man.” “Is the vikes game on tomorrow” “I doubt it. Who cares.” When we got back he was like “I’m going to bed.” And went into his room and shut the door. We didn’t mention it or talk about it again for weeks…
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I LOVE MY SLUTTY GIRLFRIEND

This started several months after my girlfriend Lorrie had been dating. We were out at a local club dancing and Lorrie had noticed a Blackman looking our way. She always dresses very erotic and that night she was wearing a black mini dress that was very low cut showing off her huge breasts and her High heels that seem to make her sexy legs look very long and shapely.
Later that night we were playing around in bed and she started telling me her fantasy of getting fucked by a Blackman while I watched. Well, at first I was shocked because I had never kept it a secret that I’ve wanted this and she knew it, I’ve always wanted a black stud to fuck my girlfriend and Lorrie knew this got me hot and we played all night long! It wasn’t until 2 or 3 months later that one night Lorrie had brought up the idea again. Well, one thing led to another and we decided to put an ad in a local swingers magazine. It was a few weeks later when we received our first response from a guy that was 6’2″ and hung like a horse. Anyway, we decided we were going to video tape this. We thought it would be kinky to be able to watch this tape when we were playing alone later.
That night came and I can’t even begin to tell you how excited I was! Lorrie was very nervous but I could tell she was just as excited as me if not more. She spent a lot of time getting ready. Her date had mentioned how he liked red nail polish and she decided to do both her fingers and toes! He had also mentioned to Lorrie and I how it turned him on to see white women with only a small strip of hair up her pussy, Lorrie always kept her pussy that way but to get me a little more excited she had me help in touching up her pussy so it would be exactly like he requested. She had picked out a very tight fitting dress that showed most of her cleavage and decided to wear a sexy bra that held up her full breasts but left the nipples uncovered. Then she put on a garter belt with sheer nude stockings and a pair of her high heels. She’s a knockout when she dresses like a slut! This guy was in for a real treat.
We had arranged to meet at a Bar which turned out to be filled with black men. We really got some looks when we entered and it wasn’t long before her date, Dan, arrived. He was taller than he had mentioned and had muscles like a bodybuilder! This guy was huge! I looked over at Lorrie when he introduced himself and could tell that she was instantly becoming weak at the knees! I could tell she couldn’t wait to get this guy in bed (And I knew that I was ready). Dan couldn’t keep his eyes off my girlfriend and was looking straight at her cleavage and deep into her eyes. We had a couple of drinks and Dan had asked Lorrie to dance. As I watched them on the dance floor I noticed how dark it was and he was leading her to the corner. As far as I could see he had his big hands down cupping her ass and squeezing her cheeks. I don’t think he thought I could see. Then I looked again and I couldn’t see them. I decided to use the mens room and to do this I had to cross over the dance floor to enter. As I got near the door I found my girlfriend in Dan’s arms. They were kissing and he had one hand on her tits. He had slipped his hand inside her dress and was rubbing one of her nipples and it also appeared that he had his tongue deep inside her mouth. I went back to the table with a hard cock from watching my girlfriend being handled by a Blackman. I’ve always loved interracial sex (especially involving my girlfriend) It began at an early age when my swinger parents introduced me to swinging, and I quickly learned why both my Mother and Father loved black men and why they had frequent all black pool parties (that usually included me). So ever since I’ve been 12 years old it has been a fetish of mine. So once they returned from the dance floor, I suggested that I go next door and get us a room which would give me time to set up the video camera. Of course, Dan thought that was a great idea. And as I left the Bar, I turned back to see him holding my girlfriend’s hand and looking in her eyes. I got the room and setup my video camera; it must have been 2 hours before they arrived. When I opened the door, my girlfriend’s makeup was smeared and her hair was messed. I had known something was going on down at the bar. They asked me if my camera would work with the lights down low and I said sure. They moved over to the bed and sat down, holding each other and kissing.
Dan had moved his large hand up my girlfriend’s dress and it looked like he was rubbing her pussy. Then I saw him bring his hand out and lick his finger. My girlfriend was dripping wet! He then reached around and unzipped Lorries dress and her full tits came into view. Dan lowered his head and started to lick and bite her nipples. She moaned and I noticed her nipples were as hard as rocks. She started pulling off his shirt and he stood up so she could undo his belt and his pants dropped! I could see his cock sticking straight up from his underwear. Lorrie pulled them off next and I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Dan’s cock looked as big around as my girlfriend’s forearm. The head was as big as a doorknob. It was at least 12 inches long. The amazing thing about his cock was that it got thicker at the base. This would mean the deeper he would go into her the more he would stretch her. Lorrie had dropped to her knees and was licking the head of this giant cock; no way could she get it all in her mouth. She was only able to get the head into her mouth, and believe me she had her mouth full. Lorrie spent a lot of time licking his cock and balls, which looked like he had two hardballs stuffed in a sack.
I moved the camera in for a close-up and could see the veins sticking out from his mammoth cock. He knew what he had and knew how to use it. Before long Dan picked my girlfriend up and laid her on the bed. He looked over at me and said, Tom I want you to take your clothes off and fuck your girlfriend. I didn’t understand what he was doing at first. Anyway I got out of my clothes and got on top of Lorrie as I was told. After all this guy was big and I didn’t want to get on his bad side. Lorrie was dripping wet as I began to fuck her and Dan started to whisper in her ear. I don’t know what was said but Lorrie smiled and they started to kiss as I fucked her. I could see his tongue enter her mouth and it looked like she was sucking it deep into her mouth.
All of a sudden Dan said, let me take over. I moved off and watched this big guy move into position above my girlfriend. He was rubbing the big head of his cock along her pussy slit and she was arching up trying to get him to put it in. He teased her for several minutes until he grabbed both of her legs and pulled them up to her shoulders. He than placed the giant head of his cock at her pussy slit. I knew he would stretch her. He slowly moved the head of his cock back and forth until it made its way inside and she groaned. He kept up the slow motion and kept sliding in an inch at a time. By the time he was halfway inside her she was having her first orgasm and bucked up against him which in turn made his cock go in deeper. It took several more minutes before he sank all the way in to his heavy sperm filled balls which slapped against her ass. Then he started a rhythm increasing his speed every few minutes. Lorrie was going wild by this time and she had several more orgasms. I could see her pussy lips were stretched out around his huge cock.
He kept driving his cock home and then he let out a loud groan and he was cumming. I saw him stiffen and then he plunged his cock deep inside Lorrie and I could see the underside of his cock as the hot seed was being planted deep inside my girlfriend’s womb.
Dan left his huge cock inside my girlfriend for what seemed like 15 or 20 minutes before he slowly pulled out. He was keeping my girlfriend’s legs in the air so none of his seed would leak out. I could see the large puddle inside her. Her pussy was gapped open and stretched out of shape. Dan told me to take a close look, this really turned me on. My girlfriend was now hooked on black cock!
This was our first encounter but we have played with dozens of black men since Dan. Yes we still see him and we still love to video our times with him to watch at a later time together.

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A Hard Day’s work

When i was in high school I worked at an eating establishment that shall remain nameless. Most
of the time I worked nights, except when I opened Sunday morning.
The girl that worked that sunday shift with me was one that to this
day tops my list of hottest women I have ever personally known! And
what made it even better was that she knew it. She flaunted it to
get tips from customers, and get anything else she wanted from co
workers. I was 16, and she was 31and married with a couple of kids.
I admit that I am not the world’s richest, smoothest or most
attractive man, but one wintry Sunday morning back in 1996 I might
as well have been. We came in and from the start that morning was
different. She was wearing a pair of form fitting khakis that
threatened to show some camel toe, and beneath her uniform shirt she
was braless. The cold weather had left her with hard nipples and I
couldn’t help but stare.
Chris was in charge of setting up the cash registers, while I was in
charge of the kitchen, and by wonderful design, the floor safe was
located up the isle directly in front of the cooking station.
Although she had worked there for three years, this morning Chris
found herself having trouble opening the safe. For fifteen minutes
she toyed with the dial, all the while her nice, firm young ass
pointed directly at me and the top of her red thong poking out of
her pants. And it was an amazing ass. The type of ass that you just want to bury your face in until you can’t breath, and then you still want more. Beneath my apron I had a major hard on going. The kind that you HAVE to do something about if you want to remain sane. A woman can never really understand that feeling. Sometimes you feel like you get so horny you feel like you’ll explode or pass out if you don’t do something about it.
I decided that a trip to the bathroom was in order, so I headed that
direction, right passed Chris. At the same instant she stepped
back, right into my throbbing erection. It was the most exciting
moment of my life, up to that point. It was also the most embarassing. I KNEW she
was far out of my league, and expected her to smack the hell out of
me. Instead she kinda stepped back and grinned.
Not knowing what to say, and being an embarrassed 16 year old, I
kept going. I got in the bathroom, dropped my pants and started
masterbating wildly. I was about to cum when she started knocking.
It was one of those moments where you can almost feel the cum suck
back up into your balls. I didn’t know what was going on. I was
expecting either her big former football playing husband or the cops to
show up. Instead the door squeaked open and Chris walked in.
“Hello?” she said from outside the stall. I didn’t answer, just sat
totally still. “Are you okay?”
“Uh yeah, I’m fine,” I stuttered. “Well, uhm, not feeling so well.”
And suddenly she drops to her knees and stares up at me from under the
stall’s wall. There I am, a fat 16 year old sitting there holding my
rock hard cock with a hotter than hell 31 year old looking right at me.
“Please don’t stop, I want to watch,” she said. Not beliveing my ears
I try to say something else and she just smiles. “Look, I’ve done
everything with my husband. I’ve jerked him off, sucked him off,
he’s fucked me in the ass and he’s fucked me in the pussy in a few
hundred positions. I even let him and his little brother double team me once, when we were just dating. But he won’t masturbate for me. Will you? Please?”
I’m confused and embarrassed and don’t know how to respond. “If you
will, I’ll show you my pussy.”
Somehow I reached over and unlocked the stall, and Chris joined me
inside. She pulled her shirt off, and with the sight of those nice
breasts and hard nipples just inches from my face and start to stroke
again. She undid her khakis and as she bent slightly forward to
slide them down, her mouth is almost right at the head of my penis.
“Cum for me,” she whispers and I can feel her breath. I stroke harder.
She pulls down her panties and reveals a neatly trimmed mane of
blondish-brown pubic hair.
I wanted it to keep going, I wanted to spend all day in there, but
when she reached down and parted her pussy lips, I cam and cam hard.
When I was done she bent forward and kissed me passionately on the
lips.
“That was fun, wasn’t it? I think you’ll do very well.’ she asked. Guys, I don’t know if you’ve ever jerked off for a woman before, but if you haven’t, the first moment after you blow your load you really do just feel like a jerk. But Chris bent down and started kissing my neck and all was forgotten. “But we’re not done yet. We’ve got two hours before anybody else will be in, and I’m horny. My husband is out of town on a business trip…and I didn’t get any last night.” Then she whispered in my ear. “I did masturbate a lot, but that just didn’t seem to do any good.”
“Wh-what do you want?”
“Take your clothes all the way off,” she ordered, and I did just as I was told. Then she took me by the hand and led me out of the bathroom stall. She stopped to admire herself in the bathroom mirror, and the leaned forward to rest her arms on the sink. I stared down at her ass and felt my cock getting hard again. “Eat my ass, bitch. Eat it like you’re starving.”
I dropped to my knees behind Chris’s beautiful ass. My nervous hands slid up her legs and groped her cheeks.
“We don’t have all day!”
I parted her ass cheeks so I could see her beautiful brown eye. I hesitated for a moment, and then buried my face in her ass. I never would have imagined licking someone’s ass would be so much fun, but it was. I ran my tongue up and down her crack, and then let it flick over her ass hole. She arched her back and moaned. I gripped her hips and pulled myself deeper in.
After a few minutes she stood up and pushed me back. Then she ordered me to lay down on my back. I did as I was told. Chris crouched over my face, and then lowered her ass back down onto me. I picked up where I had left off, licking her beautiful ass clean until I couldn’t breathe. But she kept riding me, even when I started gasping for air. Just when I thought I would pass out, she raised her ass off of me and lowered her pussy to my mouth. Before I could even start eating her, suddenly my mouth was filled with a warm gush of piss. She laughed, and I swallowed as I started to lick her cunt. A few minutes later she orgasmed, and once again my mouth was filled with a hot liquid.
Then we got dressed and went back to work like nothing had ever
happened. I worked with her every sunday for a year, and that day
never happened again. Except in my head late at night.

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See my first story, “Ravaged” to get a good background on where this tale originates. This is another email written by me to my exwife while she was out of town(thats why its in 1st person). It is fictional, but so-deeply rooted in truth that I felt I could put it in true stories. She has an overwhelming desire to have at least 3 guys at once. She has dreams about it constantly, and i may publish them later also. She is afraid to unleash this desire, because she thinks she will never get enough afterwards. In fact, the only reason this hasn’t occured is because we haven’t found the right guys yet. The dialogue of her “teasing me” is very true and happened between us. I hope you all enjoy!
I receive a call from you, telling me that because of the delay in your departure for (omitted)….you will be flying home in June for a few days…..implying that you would like to see me while your here. I say I would love to see you and take a few days off work for that week you will be here. So, we both plan accordingly to spend some time together at my home.
You arrive at the airport around noon, where your father picks you up……and once you arrive home, you hop in your truck and make your way to my place around 6PM as planned. We decide that we are going to have no boundaries this week, so we begin the evening listening to some music and drinking a few screwdrivers….and as the time swiftly passes into the night, we begin to get tipsy…begin to get loosened up. What starts out as slow dancing in my living room to the sound of the radio, becomes much more erotic as the music’s tempo changes and our desires increase. We grind and we kiss…..our breathing quickens and our hands explore. You try to drag me to the bedroom, but I look at the wall clock and say, “No, the night is yet in its infancy.” You are a bit frustrated, but you laugh it off and call me a tease. We go to the couch to cool down and have a few more drinks…and as the time passes, the drinks begin to go to our heads and the music to our hearts. I see as I glance towards the DVD player that its 10:15 PM….the night isn’t so young anymore, so as you lean over to kiss me, I let the passion take its course this time. Soft, gentle kisses transform into long passionate ones that have no break to separate them. Hands caress your breast…..rub my growing manhood, all visibly aroused through their fabric coverings. Its 10:25pm; I don’t stop you from straddling me….we wildly make-out as you grind on me; my hands urging your movements by roughly grabbing your rear.
The time now reads 10:30; Click!……a key hits the tumblers and the door swings in. You’re startled, yet strangely I seem calm to you. Two guys walk in and say, “Hi bud, we made it.” You see their blatant, hungry gazes as they check you out with no apologies. You look at me with aggravation and say, “Who are these people?!…..”, and before you can say more I cut your your words short. I say, “Don’t say another word; you’re just gonna listen. Understand?” “You’ve been stringing me along for months from afar….telling me how Im gonna miss out on your new, unforeseen wildness! Rubbing it in, but never filling me in on it either! Ive asked and asked, yet jokes and teasing is all I get from you….and the realization that you have held out on me all these years. Tonight I’m calling your bluff!…..Tonight I’m taking the wildness you have held back from me for all these years….and you are going to do as I say!” You’re shocked by my unusual aggressiveness, and your first instinct is to rear-back, but you’ve been challenged and your competitive-ego wont ever let me best you. In the back of your mind, you also know that you have asked for it because of your boasting…you just never imagined I had it in me to be this way! I say to you, “These two guys are some acquaintances I made while you were away. They’re here because I’m going to let them have their way with you…..and you are going to do as we say, because we are going to do it anyway.” I nod to them, and the one with the key locks my deadbolt and puts the key away. You are still feeling the vodka, still heated up by our activities, and now feeling the rush from adrenaline…..you’re scared, yet excited about what is unfolding before you.
I stand up, then also pull you up by both your hands. You’re very nervous and a bit bashful, because no matter how much you bragged and boasted, inside you are still unsure of your boundaries. Yet, you are also a bit excited inside when you think about exploring these boundaries, so you glance at the two men who are looking you up-and-down at that moment. They are both attractive, fit, and tailored to your tastes….but your thoughts are cut short as I try to pull you toward my room. You give me an unsure look, but allow yourself to be led into the bedroom…..the two men following, closing the door. You still feel the urge to protest, but I begin to kiss you, begin to rub your nipples through the thin, silky fabric. The two guys are forgotten by you as passion begins to warm you….their hands are all ready caressing your body by the time you realize it. All prudence has vaporized as you are overloaded by sensation…by all the hands groping and rubbing your body all over. I unbutton your blouse and they pull it back and down your arms….and with a flick of one of their wrists, send it flying across the room. You tingle as you can now feel their hands move over your bare skin, down your back…unclasping your brassiere. That pair of hands now move back up your back, over your shoulders, brushing the straps off them as they make their way down the curve of your breasts. You chest is burning inside as strange hands caress your breasts….strange fingers squeeze your nipples. We passionately, hungrily kiss….as the two guys kiss the back of your neck; their hardness felt through their jeans…pressing against your rear. We both roughly, frantically unbutton each others pants….you try to reach in, but your arms are guided back, your hands coming to rest on their bulging jean-fronts as we still wetly lock lips. You rub them up and down, realizing that behind the denim there is a lot of manhood to be discovered…..and as you do that, I let your thin slacks fall to the floor….leaving you only cloaked by the inadequate protection of a small, lacy g-string. You cannot hardly take the sensation of one of the men removing your panties, trailing kisses as he stoops down to pull then down the length of your legs. Your knees could buckle as six hands hungrily explore your now-exposed flesh. You cant stand waiting any longer; you kneel down and pull my hot, hard cock out of my jeans, enveloping it in your soft, full lips as your hands trail over my butt. The two guys open their jean fronts and uncage their manhood also….positioning themselves on each side of you….taking ahold of your arms….guiding your hands to their awaiting erections. You feel how large they are as you stroke both of them, still eagerly sucking on me. You then divide your attention between all three of us, taking turns sucking an all the cock surrounding you…..”man are these guys thick and large!” you think to yourself.
I cannot wait any longer to drive you crazy, so I stand you you up and guide you onto you back on the bed…..but as I’m standing there, you roll over and take me hungrily back into your mouth, sucking me hard……not noticing me gesture to the two guys. One climbs on the bed and positions his engorged head at your lips. Before you can ask if I’m ok with this, you feel him slowly enter you….parting your lips, sliding his shaft farther and farther into your soaking wetness til his whole length is within you. You gasp, because you have never felt anything so large inside you…..never had been this filled up before. I am aroused by feeling you moan on my penis as you surrender to the waves of pleasure coming from his quickening pace. Just as you feel your climax building, he pulls out and makes way for the other man…..but he doesn’t enter you as expected. He lies on the bed and guides your leg over til your straddling him. By now you need no encouragement and position yourself on the tip of his massive head, forcing yourself down its length, wondering if you can take it all. You begin to ride him slowly, but soon your pace quickens, your yelps grow louder, and with each pivot of your pelvis, you take more and more of him til he is buried deep inside you. It is the biggest cock you have ever felt inside you before. You are riding him hard now; the bed is swaying….you reach for my cock in front of you and stroke me wildly. The other guy approaches you, unnoticed til you feel his penis touch you……but before you can inquire….he also begins to enter your vagina from behind…..you never imagining it possible, but you scream out in passion as you are filled by two hard, throbbing cocks, both thrusting like pistons inside you! It is like nothing you ever experienced before……stimulation and arousal completely overtake you and you lose all control. You are sucking and jerking me frantically between uninhibited screams of passion. You climax more intensely than you ever have before as they both drive into you harder and faster. The guy behind you pulls out because he cant go anymore with out cumming….he steps back to cool down his overloaded passion. You really start slamming down hard on the man below you now and losing your last vestige of inhibition, tell him that you want his cum, you want to feel it……you grind faster and faster as you feel him get even harder…feel it building up…..he tries to stop you, but you just grind faster and you begin to yelp your way through yet another climax as you feel his hot cum explode inside you. You pull yourself off him, but before you can catch your breath….the second guy plops down on his back, grabs you and lifts you bodily….placing you facing away from him on his stomach. You reach before you and guide his penis into you and he starts thrusting up into you….as you hungrily gaze into my eyes, begging for me with a look. I climb over you and once again you feel the amazing sensation of being completely filled by 2 men. You just cannot hardly take anymore arousal and looking into my eyes lustfully, you ask me to cum, you tell me that you want me to cum inside you….you want it all……You and I build toward our climax….the pace quickens…..and you now loudly, wantonly beg for me to cum…you lose all control of yourself, as you feel not one but two hard penises explode hotly inside you at the same time……You are completely spent, completely sated…..as you collapse on the bed; your legs shaking uncontrollably. The two men get dressed and let themselves out……and as you drift off into exhausted sleep in my arms…..you know that you have been truly taken as you always had wanted to be.

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The rise and fall of a boy called Rave part 14

Living with it
I didn’t sleep that night, just sat there staring at the wall. Faye was so happy to see me when she woke up, you would think I had been away for a month not a week, I should have been happy but I wasn’t. I wasn’t anything, I was numb. I tried my best to play along with the emotions for her sake but she could tell something was wrong with me. She didn’t push it, she knew what she wanted to know about the work I did for the gang and just didn’t ask about the rest. I didn’t eat breakfast, I had no appetite. My dad greeted me like I hadn’t been away.
I went to have a shower to try and get some of the dirt off that only I could see. I had never felt unclean like this before, when I closed my eyes I could feel the blood on my body. No one gives you the emotional skills to deal with self loathing, not that young, and all I could think about was lashing out at someone, at anyone. I got out of the shower and saw the bathroom mirror, I could look at myself, I couldn’t look at my own eyes, in the end I turned it around so I could carry on. The flat was too small, I couldn’t breathe in it, I had to get out.
I went running, I tour my way across the roofs with a furry, it had been a while signs I had been out by myself. I liked running with Tazz but he couldn’t keep up with me when I went all out. I ran until my arms hurt, until my legs were on fire, until I had nothing left, and I kept running. In the end I stopped because I missed a jump and feel. I lay on the ground, I couldn’t be bothered to sit up, and cursed the world.
I blamed that depression I felt then on what I had seen Lacy do, on what I had help him do, but that is not quit true. What I saw was the course but it wasn’t the reason for it, that night had been the first time I had seen who I was. It happens so slowly, bit by bit you give up pieces of yourself to the person the gang that wants you to be until the is nothing left of who you where, and you don’t notices it happening. The more you change the easier it become to change, I had done things that damned me and I had like them at the time, and the trick is not to stop. You never stop, you never give yourself time to look back and see all that you have lost until there isn’t enough left of you to care, you fold the self loathing into yourself to keep you moving. I had stopped, I had seen the monster I was and the bits of myself that where left could barely stand it.
The next few weeks where hard, I could look at myself in the mirror anymore without hate. I focused on the day to day tasks, Lacy hadn’t been seen since we came back, he didn’t leave his flat, every day at the end of business I sent a lad to take him his next day’s supply. I work the corner and kept the money that was his, if he came down I would give it to him I said but he didn’t. Faye didn’t understand it, she seemed to think I was just in a bad mood and any second I would snap out of it and be fine again.
The first week she tried to snap me out of it with sex, I was a teenage boy no matter how dark I was feeling I could get aroused by a girl who was trying, but it really didn’t help. It wasn’t making love, it wasn’t fucking, I am not even sure if it was sex, it was really just masturbation using someone else’s body. Cold and mechanical with no emotion in it, I trust into here in simple controlled strokes. She tried so hard but I felt nothing, I knew I loved her, I KNEW it, but I just couldn’t feel it anymore. She knew, she didn’t enjoy it but I was a teenage boy so I was going to cum.
She tried again the next night and if anything it was worse. We lay there after staring at the ceiling not talking, the room filling up with all the talking that we didn’t do. We slept in the same bed but we didn’t sleep together. She tried again the third night and I was determined to put in as much effort as possible, I was GOING to enjoy it. Even without my soul in it I knew her very well, I used all I knew to make sure she came this time but it felt forced and dirty. As I lay next to her that night I heard her cry. I wanted so badly to reach out to her, to tell her everything was going to be ok, to tell her I loved her but my body wouldn’t do it, we both lay there in separate pools of misery. She didn’t try to have sex with me after that, and I am thankful for it because I couldn’t have said how much control I would have had later, I was angry a lot of the time then.
I should have had friends to lean on but they where there. Tazz was in as much of a self destruct as I was, that night had affected us all, and when you are walking alone in the gutter it is hard to pull someone else out. But misery loves company and I found myself sending more and more time with Tazz not talking about all the things we needed to talk about, we drank heavily when we were together. I should have had a Boss to watch out for me but Lacy was not there, he was nothing more than an addict now. Cain knew what I was going through but he told me that I had to pull myself together, if I did I would become what he needed, if I didn’t he would miss me.
I drunk to make it go away, I drunk because it made me forget, I drunk because I could sleep without dreams, and I drunk because I drunk. That was the only time on the estate that I considered picking up a needle to make it all better but I didn’t, I had watch Lacy descent and couldn’t do that to myself. I considered suicide of a bit, I would stand at impossible jumps and think about trying them just to see if I would feel anything before I hit the ground.
I don’t remember my birthday, well that is a lie I remember the start of the night. There was a party at the YMCA thrown for me, I was important enough to the gang for that. I walk in the door, found Tazz and got pissed, really pissed, we passed around a bottle of Lamb’s navy rum between us while Faye and Amy looked on worried, I had developed a taste for rum in those weeks which I still have today. I really don’t remember most of the night but I was told later that I made a speech about the end of the world, I don’t remember getting home.
I do remember the hangover the next day, I was rough but it would wear off, I was still young. I forced myself out of bed, something that was getting harder and harder even without the constant hangovers I was getting use to. I turned the mirror around in the bathroom first thing now and went to work making myself look presentable for the day. I sat with Faye and ate breakfast even if I had no appetite, the small talk we made was almost as bad as the silence. We walked to school as if an invisible wall was between us.
I made it through the morning and was feeling ok by lunch but I still blame what happened on the hangover. I didn’t know the first year, he more than likely knew me as I was a face by now, I hear that the where bets that year to impress some new friends to touch certain people, maybe that is what it was. I was in the dinner hall, just having gotten lunch. I turned and a lad was standing behind me with his arm out stretched, he caught my tray sending my food flying.
It is the same everywhere, you get that moment, when the world seems to freeze, before the room explodes with cheers. That moment was all it took me to hit full speed. I sent the lad back across the room with a kick, to his credit he kept his feet but he was unlucky for that. If he had gone down it would have been over but still standing he was a target. I gadded his blazer and picked him off the floor like her weight nothing and threw him across the room, he crashed down in the middle of a table making the girls sat there scream. The room was already canting, Fight, Fight, Fight, Fight. Each word matching the beating of my heart, I would like to say I lost control then, that I didn’t have control of what I did but that would be a lie.
I knew what I was doing, I knew he was just a kid and I knew I should have stopped but I was so angry with the world I live in and I was going to take it out on someone and the lad was there. People scattered as I jumped onto the table, I smashed me fist into him, I lost count of how many times I hit him. Somebody tried to pull me off but they failed, but it probably saved the lads life and me some jail time. I looked up at the crowd and found a group of young lads around me, his friends, and I had others to lash out at, to share my pain. I guess that 5 on 1 gave them a chance but not in the mood I was in, it was systematic and vicious and I loved every minute it.
You can feel the movement in the crowd when they start to move away, teachers where here. I walked out the other side, the crowd parted, sick looks on their faces. I was smiling for the first time in days but inside I still felt black. I had blood on my hands and the smell of it began to excite me.
I headed for the bathroom, one look at me sent the people in there running, I washed my hands in the sink making the water turn pink. I calmed down, everything would have been ok but at that point I looked up. And there I was, that fucking mirror with me looking out, staring back at me, a smirk on my face and nothing behind my eyes. The face in the mirror could have been consider hansom but my nose had been broken one too many times and the bruising, I don’t remember a time as a kid when my face wasn’t bruised, but even so I was a good looking kid but for those eyes. Those cold, dead eyes, that had seen too much, that had watched my decent, that where soulless. Eyes now filled with rage, with hate, with disgust.
I really don’t remember making the choices to lash out but the mirror exploded around my fist in a maelstrom of shining shards. I didn’t stop there, it is so easy to rip a sink off the wall, it came lose in a squeal of metal and a smash of tiles, I sent it across the room into a urinal. They both disintegrated into a mass of jagged chunks of flying porcelain as the water shot out of the damaged pipes behind me soaking me. I took apart everything, smashed lights, broken stalls, I even took the hand drier off the wall and then I sat in the flowing water and waited of some to come.
I got two weeks suspension, it was the longest they could give me as they couldn’t exclude, the when no places at other schools and lots at this one, if they had tried I would have been back at the end of the month. They may have tried but no one saw the “fight” there was a crowd of people but no one saw it. I really didn’t care by this point, two weeks off seem like a good idea.
I was home where Faye came in, she had heard of what I had done, had seen the aftermath of it and she was scared for me. She tried to talk to me, tried to pull me out of the shell of despair I had built around my soul but I would have none of it. It took me less than ten minutes to turn it into a shouting match about her. We called each other names that could never be taken back and it felt good to say them. I had to get out of there, I couldn’t deal with it, not then. I ran for the door but she grabbed my arm.
“I just need you to talk to me” She screamed, tears running freely down her face. I had to get out of there but she was holding my arm, I had to get out of there because I was so angry, so very angry. What happened next haunts me to this day, I have done things, but this was the worst because there are some lines you do not cross. I hit her, it wasn’t hard, it wasn’t well aimed, but still I hit the girl I loved out of anger, real men do not hit women. EVER! I stepped forward as she staggered back, I wanted to do bad things to her then, I really wanted to but I saw her eyes. The look of hurt and betrayal in her eyes was enough to stop me. I LOVED HER. I turned and I ran.
I ran and ran as the sun sunk lower in the sky letting my anger grow in my chest. When evening changed to night I was out on the streets looking for trouble, I needed trouble. The night’s first victims off my wrath where a pair of Hell Boy’s that I ran into, tagging just our side of the border. This was a real fight, they were fully grown gang members after all, but I was something else by now. I tried to lose it to the red mist at the back of my skull, I tried to let it swallow my brain it a sea of rage but it wouldn’t come, I couldn’t force it. Even without the berserk force of nature to call upon I was more than a match of them and sent them limping at speed toward the border. The outburst of violence only helped to get my blood pumping.
I saw a car moving slowly down a street below me, the aimless speed made them one of two things, a man curb crawling or someone looking to score. Both put them as people from outside the estate, normal people with normal lives come here to dip their toe into the sleazy underbelly of their town, I hated the person in that car then, I was going to have some fun. I jumped from the walkway turning a slow flip before I hit the ground in a crouch. The car was sleek and black and looked pricy if it wasn’t for the money these people set down on coke they wouldn’t get into the estate without getting car jacked. I ran towards the car at speed, first foot hit the middle of the bonnet, the second crashed into the roof and I span of the back. I smiled to myself at the two dints I had left in the body work.
The man in the car surprised me then, he got out, who in their right mind gets out of the car. He was swearing and cursing at me and pointing at the car. I stated back towards him, he didn’t run, he was young and well off and arrogant and I was some nothing street kid that he was going to give a talking to. He realized his mistake to late, his eyes opening wide in panic as I dove my forehead into the bridge of his nose. I hooked both my hands around the back of his head and drove it down, putting another dint into his bonnet, he rolled off lying face up on the ground. I kicked him hard in the stomach making him vomit on himself and it was then I saw the girl in the car.
She was too well dressed to be a hooker, all dressed up for a night out. She was pretty in an uptight way, blonde hair pulled back tight, too much make up, clearly scared out of her mind.
“Get out” I shouted at her, when she didn’t respond I kick the man again. She moved quickly now desperate to stop me from hurting him.
“So here is your choice” I leered at her “I am going to hurt him unless you give me something else to do. So what are you going to show me to stop me?” She looked at me dumbly, so I kick him again. “SHOW ME SOME THING!” I roared. She still didn’t respond so I kick him again and again.
“For the love of God Emma show him your tits” the lad screamed. This shook Emma out of her stupor and she began to lift her top, it made me sick at how quickly the lad had given up on the girl to protect himself. He just lay there muttering “just do whatever he wants” over and over not trying to stop me. She was too skinny to have good breast but they were nice enough, her body quivered as I ran my eyes over her exposed flesh. “Show me something else” I said my voice heavy with lust.
She began to sob and she undid her pants, I could feel how aroused I was get because of her fear, a tiny part of me screamed at how far I had fallen but that just egged me on, if you are going to be bad why not be evil. She dropped her pants and underwear down to her ankles. Her legs where better than her chest, long and slender, the colour of her pubic hair made you think that her hair was dyed. I move in close and she began to shake almost violently, I breathed deeply the smell of fear coming off her, as I whispered in her ear “touch yourself slut”. I think it was to see how far I could push her before she would stop but she did it. Her movements where slow, almost mechanical as she forced herself to run her hand over her slit, if she had gotten into it maybe I wouldn’t have keep going but she board me.
“Turn around” which she did, her arse was nice, I ran my hand over the curve of it keeping a few centimetres from touching. “Bend over the car” she froze.
“Please don’t” she cried.
“For fuck sake Emma, do as he says” the lad shouted from the floor. I turned and kicked him, he was pathetic and weak, I turned back and saw my reflection in the windshield of the car. This is what I was, a monster, the are some lines a real man doesn’t cross and I could barely see some of them anymore, I wasn’t going to cross one of the last few. I would have raped her if it hadn’t been for the reflection, I know I would have, and that keeps me up at night. It took me three kicks to break the windshield.
“You are lucky your boyfriend is such a Fuck, if you didn’t have to put up with him you might not be so lucky” I said to Emma “because with a body like yours it would love to do some very bad things. But I would find one that doesn’t bring you to hell to show off.” And I walked away. Behind me I heard he break down crying. I might not force her but Emma had made me horny so I went to find a more willing play fellow.
I smashed into the YMCA as a force of nature, there were gang members downstairs in several stages of having sex. The girls were mostly the same, gang sluts with low IQ’s, low self-esteem, and no standards. I picked one with most of her cloths on at random, I pulled the lad of her. He started to protested before he folded up around my fist, half the eyes in the room where on me as I grabbed the girls arm, not one of them stood up for their friend or the girl I was taking. It was not the first time I wondered how our gang was becoming so weak. The girl didn’t protest as I dragged her upstairs, this was what they where her of and I was of rank.
She wasn’t that good looking but she would do for my needs, she was a little on the chubby side but that did wonders for her bra size which I wasn’t going to complain about. The was no empty room upstairs so I made one by evicting one of Eddy’s Lts and his girlfriend, throwing them naked into the hall. I pretty much slammed the girl onto the bed, ripping at her clothes with real need. Once naked I took both her hand in one of mine and pined them above her head, fumbling with my belt. My erection sprung free and I drove it almost straight into her, she should be thankful that the lad down stairs had do some prep work because she was wet enough of it not to hurt.
I thrust into her hard and fast, making her breast bounce widely, she tried to fake it like I was doing a good job, I wasn’t, I knew I wasn’t. This was about me not her, I really don’t get why girls fake if I want her to get off I need to know I am doing it wrong. I didn’t keep it up for long, I was young, horny and it had been weeks since I did anything with Faye. I came in her quickly but I wasn’t done with one. No sooner had I finish than I forced her to her knee getting her to use her mouth to get me hard again, making her taste herself on me, it wasn’t long until I was ready to go again. This time I took her from behind, again the fake moans began as I used her for my pleasure, this time I lasted longer and by the time I was ready to cum again her moans had taken on a real tone as her body responded to the fast stimulus.
This time I pushed her to her knees before I came, having her take my load in her mouth, I made sure that some spilled getting on her chin and those big tits. With that I set up a cycle, she would get me hard, I would fuck her and cum in her face. The fourth time she reached her own climax for the constant sex, I used her until I couldn’t anymore. Then I kicked her out, I pushed the cum covered girl, naked, into the hall and threw what was left of her ripped clothes after her. I wasn’t going home that night, I wasn’t going anywhere near someone I cared for in the state I was in so I settled down on the sweat soaked sheets and drifted into a fitful sleep.
With nothing to do I spent the next day walking the streets until two lads found me. They had gone out around town last night and had seen a guy that looked like Tazz, he had been holding hand with another guy and they thought they had seen them kissing. It couldn’t have been Tazz right, what were they to do, it looked so like him, how could we have a faggot as a gang member let alone a crew chief? The question kept coming, they wanted to tell the world. I broke one of their hands and threatened to kill them if they said anything, I told them that a rumour like this weakened the whole gang and if they had no proof they should keep their mouths shut because Bob come go after Tazz, his friend, or them if it came out. I then told them I would look into it and if it was true I would deal with it.
I couldn’t believe that Tazz had been so dumb as to be seen, I spent the rest of the day making myself madder at him, I waited outside school for him to get out. I walked up behind him and slapped him on the back of the head. “We are going running.” It wasn’t a hard run, I just wanted to get him to a place where no one would hear us. It was some roof top where I stopped, turned and ran at him. I push him hard with both hands, I did it again, and again, and again until he swung at me. A year ago I wouldn’t have stood a chances, six months ago he would have put me on my arse in 5 minutes, 3 months ago it would have gone down fighting, now I was bigger, I was stronger, and I was better.
It was a brawl but I came out on top, pinning him down “What the fuck do you think you are doing Tazz?” I screamed at him.
“What the fuck am I doing? Last night you hit Faye then you bring me up here and attack me” He shouted back.
“Last night you where seen Tazz, you where fucking seen” I let him up “You where seen with Dale, god I hope it was Dale, how could you be so stupid. Don’t worry about it I only had to scare them shitless so they won’t talk, if you needed time with him I could have sorted it.”
“Oh you would have sorted it, some dirty back room right? Fuck what is wrong with wanting to be the real me in public once in a while ha.”
“What wrong? You know they will fucking kill you right” my voice was now high pitched, breaking with emotion, I sounded very, very young “And what do you think will happen to Amy once it comes out that she was dating a fag? They will fucking kill you, and worse they will have me do it.” I sank down onto the roof, my head in my hands, that was why I was mad, how could he do this to me.
“And I will do it because that is who I am” I was quite now, monotone “Your my best friend, and I love you, and yet I know if the order comes down I would kill you. What kind of person does that make me? Do you really think I can carry that weight? I am just a kid Tazz, how do I deal with this?”
He came and sat next to me and put his arm around me. We talked, about nothing, about everything. We had no answers for each other, no solutions to the world we lived in but it was good to talk about it with someone who knew. I would have spent forever on that rooftop but as the night came in we had to go and close up our corners. Tazz’s was closer so we hit that first, then walked over to Lacy’s. I gave a vial to a lad and told him to run it up to Lacy, he went white. He wouldn’t go, none of them would, I knew they were scared of me but they still they wouldn’t go and they wouldn’t tell me why. In the end I grabbed the lad by the neck and drag him with me, he was whimpering all the way.
The front door was open and that set my teeth on edge, the living room was a mess, three junkies sat on the couch laughing at the TV, the was a woman semi naked tied to the radiator, it took me a second to realizes it was Lacy’s mother. “What the fuck is going on here” I yelled “get out NOW” one of the addicts got up and ran at me, I pretty much took his head off. Tazz and I threw out the others and I set about untying the woman. “What happened?” I asked her. She pointed back at the room and looked at me with eyes so full of despair that it made my own look like a drop in the ocean “He came back wrong” was all she would say.
I ran to the back room, Lacy’s bedroom, it was a junkies room now, needles and vials where scatter all over the place. Lacy lay naked on the middle of the bed, high as a kite. Charlotte was huddle in one corner of the room, tiers tracks in the grim on her face, as naked as Lacy. She was so small, so thin, she looked so young, the where needle marks on her arms. I held out my hand and she came running towards me.
“I thought I told you to not come back” Lacy screamed from the mattes. He tried to stand to stop her leaving so I hit him, the old Lacy would have kill me but this was not him, the gang member was gone all that was left was the junky. I sent Charlotte to put on some clothing and just watch what was left of him lie there. Tazz took the women out, I left enough product on his bedside table to last a week and walked out after them. They spent the night on my coach, I spent the night with Faye. I told her everything, EVERYTHING, about me, about what I had done, about every dark impulse, she cried for some of it.
I told her how sorry I was for hitting her, she seemed to think it was some kind of show that I loved her, her parents had been an abusive relationship and she seemed to think it was ok. You try telling someone you love that you hurt them because it made you feel better. I made her promise me that if I ever did it again, if I ever came close she would leave me, she would take my money and leave me. We didn’t have sex, we weren’t there yet, but we slept together, not just in the same bed that night.
I got up early that morning, I needed to go see to Lacy. Part of me hopes it was a suicide, an attempt at atonement for his sin, but most of me know it was an over dose, just a smackhead with too much product on his hand and no way of passing himself. I left his body where I found it, to be followed by rumours that I had killed him. I went back home, I needed a shower, I walked into the bathroom and didn’t turn the mirror around, I was going to have to live with myself.

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