Caution/Welcome. While attending the 2003 third annual BET Awards, Shad Moss, better known as Lil' Bow Wow, cannot help but think back to a year ago and the hot fun he'd had with Aaron Carter after the ceremonies, little knowing another hot night awaits him with the up and coming performer Percy Miller, better known as Lil' Romeo. This story does not reflect nor imply a real event nor the real sexuality of these two hot young performers.
If you do not like reading gay fantasies about black teenage boys, celebrities, or hot sex, this is where you stop and hit the back or delete key and wait for the next story. This is the thirty-fifth of standalone stories in a series of Aaron Carter and Friends fanfic gay fantasies and follows the story "Aaron: Fetish Fun in the Florida Sun." The last story featuring Shad Moss was number 21 ("Aaron and Lil Bow Wow: Puppy Love"). This story is posted at free gay adult story sites for the purpose of adult entertainment. Permission is not given to copy electronically for the purpose of redistribution or posting at sites other than described without the permission of the author. Lyrics are copyright of No Limit Records. Comments can be sent to the author J.O. Dickingson at authorsix@hotmail.com
SHAD AND ROMEO: HAVING A LIL' FUN
"Wut? Leave? You gotta be joking. We barely got here!"
"We've been here fo ova an hour. Besides, it is late."
"It isn't even midnight yet," Romeo observed, glancing at his wristwatch. "We can't leave befoe midnight!"
"It will be in a few minutes," his father replied, repressing a smile. His son, like many teenagers, had a way of twisting the facts to fit his perception.
"Aw, daaaad! I know you and mom don' wanna leave yet, and I'm all pumped. And it isn't like we got a long way t'go. Like we're staying right here at the hotel."
"You staying here at the Renaissance?"asked Shad. He and Romeo had been talking by the buffet table when Romeo's father had approached them.
"Yeah."
"Then maybe I got an idea," the sixteen-year-old rapper and actor said.
"I'm staying at the Renaissance too. Why donchew and Romeo's motha stay and party, and me and Romeo can go chill in my room. He can spend the night," he continued, thinking while he talked, "so you don' have to split early, an' the two of us can talk or play some video games or somet'in'. Let's be real. Neither of us are goin' to be ready fo sleep fo a while, not afta tonight." Percy Miller Senior, better known as Master P to the public, raised an eyebrow. "Hey, Dino's goin' to be standin' guard at my door," Shad said, referring to his bodyguard of several years and knowing what Romeo's dad was thinking. "He'll ensure we stay in the room."
"And he can personally search all the women we're gonna entertain t' make sho we'll be safe," Romeo added with a twinkle in his eyes.
His father smiled. It took a special type of relationship for a thirteen-year-old son to make a joke like that with his father. He also knew what Romeo was thinking. He had been thirteen once too, and had lived a much rougher life than his son, something he would never forget nor let his children forget. He also knew he could trust his son, and that Shad was a good influence. The two boys were three years apart and had grown up in totally different parts of the country and under different circumstances, but they had a lot in common. He had been following Shad's career out of a personal interest besides an interest in his own son's career, and liked what he'd heard about the boy and especially the standards his mother had set for his music and his personal life. There they thought very much alike. It was not by chance that Shad and Romeo had sung a duet on Romeo's debut album, "Soulja Boy" back in 2001. "Very well. But you git any girl in trouble you goin' to have to marry her," he warned with a smile.
So, the two boys, discretely followed by Dino, left the party and headed to Shad's room. It was after midnight, most of those at the party were at least two or three times their age, and for what little need they had to make contacts at that stage of their careers, they already had, or their parents could. Romeo, at thirteen years and ten months of age, already had stared in two movies, "Honey" and "Max Keeble's Big Move", made dozens of television appearances, had two music albums, and had over fifty million dollars in the bank. He had little worry about making connections to ensure his future. Shad, with a platinum album when he was Romeo's age, having co-starred in "Like Mike" with Morris Chestnut over a year ago, owning his own clothing line Shago for boys between the ages of seven and fourteen, and having a manager to look after his numerous real estate investments, wasn't exactly worried about his future either.
Flopping down on the king-size double bed, the boys stared out at the bright lights of Los Angles and the famous Hollywood sign from their nineteenth-floor room. The ultramodern room with its trendy furniture and artwork was taken for granted by the young performers, perfectly at home with the riches and playthings of Hollywood even at their young age. That was not to mean they had forgotten their backgrounds and humbler beginnings, Romeo's parents and Shad's mother ensuring that they did not, nor that the two boys lead free and hedonistic lives, both boys having been raised to have sound and sincere religious values and faith. Despite their worldly experiences, their mature responsibilities, and their moral upbringing, they still were boys, however, with boyish interests and desires.
"Dat sho was some awesome ceremony t'night," observed Romeo.
"It sho was."
"It was cool Snoop Dogg won fo Best Collaboration," Romeo observed, knowing it was Snoop who had given Shad the nickname Lil' Bow Wow, and who had given Shad his first break.
"Yeah, fo sho." Shad was pleased to see his hero and mentor win.
"I tink Lil' Kim was surprised she didn't git best female hip hop artist."
"Yeah. It's disappointing when you don't win, but Missy Elliott is good, and I tink maybe some of the themes in Lil' Kim's songs worked against her," Shad observed professionally.
"I can't believe the words in some of Lil' Kim's lyrics. If I used language like dat my motha would be washing out my mouth fo sho."
"Mine too! But now dat's the type of woman to entertain us fo an evening. Maybe we should send Dino back to the party wit a message and see if she'd like t' join us."
"Oh yeah," grinned Romeo. "Maybe sing us a few songs, and den act out some of the lyrics, you know, to explain to us wut the words mean." Shad laughed.
The two boys sat there staring out at the city lights as they imagined the possibilities. For a woman whose song titles included "Suck My Dick", "Fuck You", and "Queen Bitch" there were many possibilities. A year ago Shad would never have had sexual thoughts about a woman at all, being madly in love at the time with the teenage pop singer Aaron Carter, who was just as madly in love with him. Over the past year they had E-mailed each other and chatted on ICQ but their busy lives had kept them apart and over time their infatuation for each other had waned. Aaron had gone on pursuing the many facets of sexuality, including girls if you were to believe the gossip columnists and fan magazines though Aaron had sworn to him in private he had zero interest in pussy, especially after the big public pissing match between Hilary Duff and Lindsay Lohan over him at the Vanity Fair cover shoot earlier that month. Shad had returned to celibacy, not really having any choice not having any particular girl or boy in his heart. As for Romeo, having only recently entered puberty, he was still pretty much in awe of the new world of sticky dreams and embarrassing pop-ups. That the twenty-seven-year-old four-foot-eleven dynamite singer would consider a threesome with a thirteen and sixteen-year-old was totally unlikely, but such is the stuff thirteen-year-old dreams are made of.
Glancing over at Romeo, Shad thought back to when he was his age and sex had also been pretty much a mystery, and given the negative and vulgar outlook of many rappers when it came to women and sex, something he had not really thought much about. His first encounter with Aaron Carter, following a performance by Aaron in his hometown, had introduced him to another type of sex often put down by rappers, sex between those of the same gender.
He had at first chalked up his reaction that night to horniness and being the sexual animal young blacks were portrayed to be, and then after their second experience just after his fifteenth birthday, to just being open-minded. After all, it had been Aaron who had come on to him. By the time they'd spent the night together there at the Renaissance last June, he'd become totally and madly in love. Now, as he sat there beside the younger black boy, he could not stop wondering what it would be like to do something with him there in the same hotel, and he found, to his surprise, the thought was arousing. That he had such thoughts, he realized, could only mean he was gay, something he had fully accepted a year ago in his infatuation with Aaron but which since then with his waning interest in Aaron he'd begun to doubt. Of course it could just as well be because of the sexually- charged evening with the revealing clothes, suggestive songs, and sexual innuendos. He was, after all, a healthy sixteen-year-old boy, and the two of them had known each other professionally and personally for a number of years.
"To tell you the honest truth," Romeo observed, interrupting Shad's thoughts, "I tink I'd find her frightening."
"Yeah, I tink I would too," Shad had to admit.
"Do you tink a woman would actually do the stuff she sings about?"
"Wut stuff do you mean?"
"You know, the stuff about sucking a guy's ting, or a guy sucking her pussy."
"I suspect so, you know, whores and such. I don't know fo sho of course, but I wouldn't be surprised she has herself. I mean, she was a doper when she was young, and ran wit a rough crowd."
"I tink dat would be gross, licking a girl's pussy."
"Yeah, me too." The idea did repulse him, and at the same time he had to admit the idea of going down on a guy had a much different effect.
"You tink dere are guys who really do girls, you know, from behind?"
"I suppose dere are."
"Wut I don't understand is why would a guy want to do a girl from behind instead of her pussy?"
"I dunno, maybe she's having her period so he can't do it the regular way. Maybe just because it's a dirty ting t' do," Shad replied with a shrug. There was of course another reason: because it felt good. At least it did fucking a guy's ass. He knew that from personal experience from fucking Aaron. He could not stop from wondering if that was just because it had been Aaron, or if doing it to Romeo would be as good. Yeah, he was only thirteen, but he would be fourteen in two months, and like many entertainers, he was way more mature than most guys his age.
Romeo thought about what Shad had said. He could understand how a guy could do things because they were dirty or forbidden, especially when his parents were particular strict and protective. He'd certainly had such thoughts, especially growing up in the environment he had. As he thought what it might be like to do a girl up the ass he felt a twinge between his legs. He was, after all, a healthy teenage boy also. "Hope you don't mind me talking about stuff like dis. I don't know much about sex to be truthful, and I don't git much chance to talk about dis sort of stuff wit other guys."
"Hey, no, I don' mind at all. T' be honest, I don' know all dat much myself," Shad said with a smile.
Romeo grinned and felt a bit more relaxed. "You got a girlfriend or anyt'ing?"
"No. Between singin' and actin' and keeping up wit school work, I haven't really had the time or the opportunity." That was the truth, and reason enough without going into the fact that he really didn't have much interest in the opposite sex.
The two boys sat there staring out the window. Romeo had a lot of questions about a lot of things, and this was his first real opportunity to find some answers, but he didn't want to sound totally stupid. Shad, his sex drive ignited after several months of dormancy, began having thoughts and urges he'd only had with one other boy in his life, but wasn't sure how to follow up on them, and was even less sure if he should
"Can I ask you a personal question?" Romeo finally asked.
"Sho."
"You eva git so horny you, well, you tink about jacking off?"
"Sho."
Inhaling deeply and feeling more nervous than he'd ever felt stepping out before an audience, Romeo dared to ask the next question on his mind. "Have you eva done it?"
"Yeah. You?" Despite his more intimate experiences, and even though he knew that masturbating was a normal and very common practice, especially for teenage boys, Shad felt a twinge of embarrassment and even guilt admitting he did it, and a discomfort talking about it.
"Yeah. A few times," Romeo quickly qualified, definitely guilty about doing it and with his upbringing and sheltered life certain it was a sin, and certainly a weakness.
"Wut you tink bout when you do it?" Shad asked, Romeo being the only other person besides Aaron that he'd had the opportunity to talk about such private things.
"Women. Girls I know mostly actually. Girls dat, you know, I've met. Girls in the neighbourhood, other singers, sometimes a hot-looking fan. Sometimes someone older, like Lil' Kim." That was a lot of examples for someone who'd done it only "a few times" but neither boy thought of that.
It was Shad's turn to inhale deeply and nervously as he considered if he should ask his next question. "You ever tink bout guys?"
"Yeah, sometimes. Sometimes when I'm doin' it I wonder if guys I know do it, or wut theirs would look like hard, and wut it would be like t' do it along wit 'em," Romeo responded, again not realizing that his answer revealed that he'd done it far more than just a few times. "Wut about you?" he asked apprehensively.
"Sometimes. Guys I know, just like you said, guys I've met, sometimes entertainers like us, sometimes a guy fan. Sometimes guys wit a buff bod, like Kobe Bryant." Of course a major player in his jack off fantasies had been Aaron Carter, but he was hesitant to mention him by name.
"Cool Kobe got the best athlete award tonight." Romeo wanted to say more about thinking about guys while you did it, but that was awkward. Mentioning Kobe's award was a safe comment. He was relieved that Shad also sometimes thought about boys when he did it. That he did had really bothered him, but if Shad did it too, then it had to be all right. It had to mean, well, that he wasn't gay.
The two boys stared out the window in another awkward pause. Romeo had never thought about someone like Kobe Bryant sexually, and as he did now he found himself becoming aroused. Mind you, at thirteen, thinking about almost anything got you aroused. As for Shad, thinking at the moment about Kobe caused the desire already smoldering in his loins to flare up, and of course for something to begin to swell. It was enough to give him the courage to follow up on those urges he hadn't been sure he should follow up a few minutes earlier. He considered how he might do that but didn't give it much thought, knowing he had to act quickly before he lost the opportunity, and before he lost his nerve.
"You tired?"
"No. Not at all. Actually I'm hungry. Those hors d'oeuvres were delicious, but not much to satisfy a growing guy's appetite."
"We could order up a pizza or somet'in'."
"Dat would be great."
"And while we're waitin', maybe we could do somet'in' bout another appetite growin' guys have," he said with a leer and a suggestive glance.
"Yeah, dat would be great too," Romeo said with a grin, uncertain and apprehensive, but curious at the same time. It was his first opportunity to actually see another guy do it, and he knew the importance of seizing an opportunity when it arose.
The ordering of the pizza took no time at all.
"I usually like to do it naked," Shad said, "so I can rub my nipples, or my balls wit my other hand."
"Yeah? Cool. I like to play wit my balls too. Though I usually just push my briefs down, so you know, so I can pull 'em up fast if I git interrupted."
"So you do it in yo bedroom?"
"Yeah, usually, or in the shower."
"Well, we won't have to worry about interruptions here," Shad said as he looked over at Romeo.
"Not til the pizza comes anyway," Romeo said with a smile as he began to unbutton his shirt. He'd worn his studded leather jacket, which he'd already removed, an oversized flashy indigo and orange print shirt with a large white collar and trim with indigo and orange swirls with a matching bandana, tan cargo pants, and a heavy chain necklace for the ceremonies. Shad had chosen a sexy tight, tapered black T-shirt and imitation leopard skin vest with grey faux fur trim and shiny dark-brown rayon slacks, and of course his ever present platinum-and-diamonds bling bling. The boys slowly and self-consciously removed their clothing until they were down to their underwear, Shad in a pair of blue Nordstrom boxers and Romeo in white Y-front jockey briefs.
The two were particularly self-conscious as they pushed down their underwear and stepped out of them, and lie down on the bed, covertly checking the other out as they did so. Both were already partially aroused, and each was impressed with the size of the other. Taking the lead, Shad slowly reached down and began to gently stroke his long, black rod with one hand as he ran his fingers across his smooth chest and over his tender nipples. The stimulation of his nipples and his gentle stroking soon had both his nipples and his cock hard and tingling with arousal. At sixteen years and three months of age, he was still growing, and his cock was now at just over seven inches long, an impressive length that he knew was longer than many men. It stood up tall and proud, a milk chocolate brown shaft with a dark bulbous knob darkening from the chocolate tip to the dark brown-black rim.
Being naked with another boy and watching him stroking his cock and getting hard was a totally new experience and had Romeo hard almost as fast as Shad. Though almost two and a half years younger, he had an impressive cock himself, a slightly lighter milk chocolate in colour and already almost six inches in length, a most impressive size for a boy two months shy of his fourteenth birthday. Unlike Shad he was uncut and his skin had stretched back so it was clinging to the rim of a mushroom-shaped cap which was the same delicious brown as his shaft. His hairs were not as thick and long as Shad's which formed a thick thatch above Shad's pole and wisps about his pendulous dark brown balls, and Romeo's were black compared to Shad's dark brown with a gold sheen.
The two naked boys lie there side by side on the king-sized double bed, their backs propped up by the thick yellow pillows against the tall mahogany head board, engaged in that act engaged in by boys across the world as the bright lights of Los Angeles sparkled far below their hotel room. The two boys stared down at their slowly pumping fists as the one slowly massaged his swollen, tingling nipples with his left hand and the younger gently caressed his young, tender balls with the tips of his fingers. They glanced over at each other on occasion, curious to see how the other was doing himself. Shad finally released his and his stiff cock jerked angrily in the air on its own accord, demanding to be caressed some more.
"Need to pause or I'm goin' to shoot off a load," he sighed.
"Yeah, me too," said Romeo as he released his own cock, Shad's comment and the thought of the two of them shooting their stuff together almost bringing him over the edge. He'd never seen another guy jack off before, never mind shoot his stuff. He'd never felt so randy!
Dat's the way,
uh-huh uh-huh,
I like it,
un-huh uh-huh.
Dat's the way,
uh-huh uh-huh,
We like it,
un-huh uh-huh.
The two boys had to wait a long time before they could resume, neither boy having any difficulty maintaining his erection. "Wanna try mine?" Shad finally offered.
"Sho. You can do me if you want to."
Shad reached over with his left hand and slipped his fingers about Romeo's shaft. Doing it with his left hand, and Romeo being an inch shorter, more slender and uncut, made doing it to him a lot different that doing it to himself. Other than Aaron's, Romeo's cock was the only other cock he'd ever wrapped his fingers around and it was exciting touching that most private and forbidden part, and especially exciting doing it to another black boy. It was sort of perverse doing it to a boy who was only thirteen, but Romeo was only two and a half years younger than himself, and besides, doing something perverse was exciting too. He studied Romeo's slender cock as he slid his fingers down, drawing his foreskin down off his knob and down the shaft, and then as he slowly drew his fingers back up, pushing his skin up over the rim of his mushroom-shaped knob and up the slope of his glans.
Of course Romeo was stroking Shad's own stiff cock, slipping his clenched fist up and down the shaft and up over the rim of his blood-engorged knob. Only one other boy had ever done that to him, Aaron. Romeo's hand was smaller than his or Aaron's, and hotter, and feeling it grasping his throbbing cock and knowing it was the first cock other than his own that the young singer had ever grasped was particularly hot. The tension in his groin quickly began to build again.
Romeo was thinking much the same thoughts. Never had he ever thought what it might be like to jack off another guy, and there he was, pumping his fist up and down Shad's long, thick cock. Being an inch longer and thicker than his, and being circumcised, made it seem much different from his own cock, but what was especially different was that Shad's cock seemed so hard and so powerful there in his hand. It was the first time he'd ever held another guy's cock in his hand, never mind one that was stiff, and that he was stroking it with his jack off hand, the same hand that only a few seconds ago had been wrapped about his own cock made it even hotter. Of course having someone else's hand stroking his own cock was hot too. Nobody had ever touched him there before and he knew it was dirty for someone to do so, but that just made him feel all the hornier.
Shad knew how Romeo was feeling and he paused in his stroking. Forming a ring with his thumb and first finger just below Romeo's knob, he squeezed tightly, cutting off his desire to shoot. "Do the same to me," he gasped as he felt his own urge reaching its peak. Romeo did so. "Tighter." Inexperienced, Romeo tightened his grip but was worried he might squeeze too hard and hurt his jack off partner. He was, after all, squeezing the most sensitive part of a guy, well, next to his nuts anyway. "Hard as you can!"
Slowly Romeo felt the urge to shoot disappear. Shad continued to squeeze his cock tight just below his knob so he continued to do so also until Shad released his cock. "Oh man, dat was so neat. I was almost ready t' shoot."
"Yeah. You can do it fo hours witout shooting dis way."
"I don' tink so," Romeo said with a huge grin, and Shad laughed. That was very true.
"Want to do yoself, or keep doin' wut we were doin'?"
"Each other," Romeo replied, "I can do myself anytime."
And so the two boys continued, each stroking the other, each bringing the other the pleasure that they had so often brought themselves. It did not take that long before both were becoming tense with the approach of their ejaculation once again. They used the delaying action once again, which took even longer than the first time. As they approached that point a third time, neither had the will to delay the pleasure they desired any longer.
"Uhgh, I'm about to shoot!"
"Me too. Go fo it."
Romeo didn't disagree. To have been denied that pleasure one more time would have been sufficient reason to commit murder. He squirmed and grunted as he felt the pressure building, and from Shad's behaviour he could tell Shad was approaching the same point. He pumped his fist faster up and down Shad's pole, and in response Shad increased his tempo also.
"Uhgh, uhgh, oh God!" Romeo's voice quavered as the first of his seed shot from his swollen, irritated dick, shooting up into the air and falling back down to lace his heaving belly. Shad bent his hot, throbbing cock at a forty-five-degree angle, aiming the following spurts at Romeo's rapidly rising and falling chest. Rope after rope of creamy white and translucent cum laced his smooth, brown chest and his chocolate rosebud teats. He quivered and sighed with the pleasure as his tightly contracted nuts squirted out his fresh teenage juice and his slender cock throbbed and burned with pleasure in Shad's fist, and as his hot, slimy load laced his naked body and began to ooze down his sides.
And then Shad was shooting, sending his thick streamers of cum into the air to fall back down on his thighs, chest and stomach where the slimy white juice collected in puddles or oozed down his dark brown skin. His thick cock throbbed hotly in Romeo's fist, and as he continued to spurt, his thick, slimy juice shot up into the air to fall back down on his bulbous knob and ooze down over it and down over the backs of Romeo's still tightly grasping brown fingers like a white cream sauce while Romeo's own cum oozed down over his own.
The two boys lie there gasping with pleasure, sucking in the cum-scented air as they stared with glassy eyes at their cum smeared bodies and their minds revelled in the pleasure not just of their own ejaculation but that of bringing the same pleasure to another boy.
Shad of course had already experienced that combined pleasure, and Romeo, having experienced the pleasure of bringing another boy the same ecstasy as he had up until now only brought himself, was beside himself in wonder and delight.
"Oh man, dat was crunk!"
"Yeah," Shad replied with a smile.
The boys had barely wiped themselves off when there was a rap at the door. Quickly pulling on their pants, the boys assumed a look of total innocence as Shad opened the door. The pizza boy was too surprised at the celebrity of his two customers and seeing them bare chested to notice anything else, but Dino's expert eyes picked up the discarded Nordstrom boxers peaking out from under one of the pillows where they had been hurriedly tucked, and the white Jockey briefs that had gone unnoticed at the foot of the bed. The body guard had his suspicions, but he'd been young once too, and what two teenage boys did in the privacy of their hotel room was of no concern of his if it wasn't hurting anyone.
The boys talked as they sat at the table by the window and looked out at the night lights as they ate their pizza and washed it down with soda pop, about their careers, about their plans and the future, about singing and basketball, two of their common interests, about everything except what they'd just done, not because it wasn't important or because they were embarrassed about it, but because it had happened so naturally and both accepted it as just a normal part of being a boy. Given that, it was no surprise that they felt the same about what happened next. Glancing over at Romeo who was sucking the pizza grease off his index finger, it was Shad who initiated it.
"You know wut we was talking earlier about Lil' Kim and her lyrics."
"Yeah."
"You ever tink about wut it might be like, you know, to lick dick."
"Well, yeah," Romeo said with a shy smile.
"You want to try it?"
"Well, I dunno," he said with a shrug. "I mean, gitting it done, yeah, but doing it, I dunno."
That was enough of a yes for Shad. Slipping off his chair and kneeling in front of Romeo, he pushed the younger boy's legs apart and slipped his fingers about the boy's limp organ before he could object. Holding it up, he slipped his thick, black lips about the limp tube and gently sucked on it, causing it to immediately begin to swell. He continued to suck until it was partially erect, and then holding it at the base, he slowly worked his lips and up and down the shaft. He'd loved sucking Aaron's dick, because at the time he was madly in love with Aaron, but there had always been in the back of his mind the connotation of a black boy sucking the cock of a white boy. Doing it to Romeo was totally different. This was pure and simple sex, sucking a guy's cock to bring the guy pleasure, like in Lil' Kim's songs, and because it was a rush to suck cock. There was no love involved, and it was two black guys, which made it even sexier.
Romeo could not believe what was happening. Growing up with rappers and hearing the lyrics of sex and violence, he was no innocent, and when he'd said he'd wondered what it might be like to get sucked off, he was not just putting up a front. Getting sucked off was one of his favourite jack off fantasies, getting sucked off by any number of girls, and the occasional guy that he disliked or that had made things rough for him. Being sucked off by a fellow black performer, one whom he admired and knew as a friend, had not been one of those fantasies. Actually, he could not believe Shad Moss would do such a thing, and he had to wonder immediately if he was gay. He certainly had the money, fame, and looks to have any girl he wanted so there was no need for him to be having sex with a guy, unless that was what he wanted. Of course he could be one of those guys that went both ways. He had at one time thought that would be cool, having the best of both worlds, except there was no way he was interested in messing around with a guy.
That was until now! He could not believe how hot it felt to have a guy doing it to him, not being forced to do it as in his fantasies, but because he wanted to, and Shad certainly wanted to from the way he was sucking on his dick and working his lips up and down it. Now that truly was crunk! He was hard in no time and Shad slipped his lips off his stiff cock and pulling back the foreskin, he grasped his cock by the base just above his balls and began to lick it, running his tongue up and down the shaft, and then swirling it about his mushroom-shaped cap like it was an ice cream cone. As he felt Shad's hot, rough tongue licking his rim, and watched Shad eagerly lapping at his cock, he trembled with the ecstasy and felt the pressure building up in his loins immediately. This was so fucking hot it was blowing his mind!
Shad knew exactly how Romeo was feeling and how hot it was to see a guy actually licking that most private part of your body, and after licking his cock a bit longer, and after running his tongue about the rim of Romeo's black sugar cane until he knew the boy was about to pop, he slipped his lips back over the knob and like he'd done with his fist, he clamped his lips tight about the boy's throbbing cock and pressed them tight, cutting off the urge to shoot. He knew it would take a while, and he knelt there motionlessly applying his oral pressure until he was sure Romeo's desires had subsided.
He then began to slowly work his lips up and down the boy's cock once more as he gently sucked on it. His own cock was stiff and aching for attention, but he kept his hands off it in the hopes that Romeo would be encouraged to do the same to him as he was doing to the young rapper once he was done. At the moment Romeo was not thinking at all about anything further in the future than popping his load, and with each bob of Shad's head the closer he was coming. "I'm about to shoot," he announced for the second time that evening. To his surprise Shad did not stop sucking nor working his lips up and down his cock. He felt the tension in his loin double. "Really, any second!"
He'd no sooner announced it than he felt the dam break and it was too late. His stuff gushed up the core of his hot, throbbing cock and out the tingling tip and into Shad's mouth. He felt devastated shooting off in Shad's mouth, but there was nothing he could do about it. He shot squirt after squirt as Shad knelt there between his legs, his lips tightly pressed about his throbbing cock. As he filled the older boy's mouth with his hot, creamy load, he realized Shad had wanted him to, and his devastation turned to amazement and delight. He grasped Shad's head and ran his fingers along the corn rows, grasping Shad's head in his ecstasy as he quivered and groaned with the violent, delightful ejaculation.
Shad eagerly swallowed the young boy's cum, delighting both in the flavour and the texture of his creamy load. Having another guy shooting his stuff into your mouth had to be one of the hottest things two guys could do together and it was all that he could do to resist reaching down and stroking himself off. His mouth filled with Romeo's cum and the thirteen-year-old rapper squirming and grunting in obvious pleasure, it would only have taken a half dozen strokes. It was only the hope that Romeo's first time would convince him to try being the active partner also that kept him from jacking himself off.
"Oh maaaannnn! Dat was like so crunk!"
"Yeah, it is," Shad responded as he sat back on his haunches, his lips glistening with spittle and a thin film of Romeo's cum.
Romeo smiled down at him and glanced down at Shad's stiff, wagging pole. Although apprehensive, he knew what he had to do, not out of any sense of obligation, but because it was the natural follow-up to what Shad had done to him. Slipping off the chair to his knees, he leaned over so he was on his knees and elbows. Sticking out his tongue as he lowered his head, he ran it up the length of Shad's shaft from his hairy, pendulous balls to his bulbous knob. He was surprised but delighted to find it did not have a repugnant taste, and in fact was no different from licking his fingers except it had a definite musky fragrance, which was all the more enticing rather than daunting. Encouraged, he licked it again.
"Dude. You goin' to have to squeeze it wit yo fingers or yo lips like I did or I'm goin' to shoot," groaned Shad.
Romeo immediately slipped his lips over the large bulb and clamped them down just below the rim as Shad had done to him. Remembering how hard he had to tighten his fingers, he clamped down hard with his lips, much to Shad's relief as he felt the urge disappear. As desirable and delightful as cumming was, he wanted his first blow job by the handsome young rapper to at least last more than thirty seconds! Romeo waited, not just for Shad to regain his control, but to get used to having a cock in his mouth. Now that was totally filthy, and totally erotic. Of course being inexperienced, when he did finally begin to ease his lips farther down Shad's thick, black cock, he tried to inhale at the same time, causing him to gag and to draw up, totally embarrassed. To his relief Shad told him that was a perfectly natural response, and the same had happened to him his first time. Under Shad's instructions, he tried a second time, much more successfully.
So, the thirteen-year-old rapper from New Orleans and now in super rich Beverly Hills with the customized Mercedes and millions in the bank knelt there on his elbows and knees and sucked his first cock. He slowly worked his lips up and down Shad's thick, throbbing dick and sucked on the black sausage as eagerly as any boy his age sucked on a popsicle. He closed his eyes and relished both the accomplishment of doing something he'd been afraid he would not be able to do, and the knowledge that he was bringing Shad the same pleasure as Shad had recently brought him. His smooth, brown cheeks sunk in and his feathery eyelashes fluttered as he sucked on the thick, throbbing organ, and he inhaled the unique fragrance of Shad's ball sweat deeply as he brought him to his peak.
Shad warned him he was about to come, and told him for his first time if he didn't want him to come in his mouth that was all right, and if he did, he didn't have to swallow it. Romeo did not respond and so Shad leaned back and balanced himself on his back stretched arms as he felt the pressure developing in his groin, and he threw back his head and groaned with ecstasy as he told Romeo he was going to shoot. His cum gushed up the core of his cock and spurted out the burning tip, filling Romeo's mouth, and Romeo responded by eagerly swallowing the thick, tart load as fast as it spurted into his mouth. He was surprised how hot and slimy it felt and how forceful it struck the roof of his mouth, and he was surprised how tart it tasted, but it did not discourage him from continuing to swallow it. As he did so, he knew that this might be his first time, but it would be far from his last.
Enjoy the night
Live the life
dis can't be wrong
It feels too right
turn the music up
Dim the lights
Romie Rome
I'm in a zone tonight.