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A great deal of these events have happened in real life, but the names of the characters and locations have been changed. I'll let you guys figure out which parts are true, and which are fiction. :P
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Ish has graduated from high school, and turned 18. This chapter takes place during the summer before he goes to college. ------------------------------------------ Before The Stuy Chapter 7
Kal and I spent most of July and early August in our own little bubble. When he wasn't at work and I wasn't checking on the buildings, we were either cuddling on the couch or fucking in various spots of the duplex. We were even bold enough to fuck on the picnic table in the backyard one night after he set up a romantic dinner for two. We had a great thing going. Our own thing.
About a week before I had to return home to get ready to leave for college, Kal had to spend 24 hours at a lock-in at the mosque. His Imam planned the event for the teens to spend time with each other learning more about their religion. Even though the event was only 24 hours, he would be away for about 48. Having to help set up the day before, working the actual event, then the holy day being the day after.
I was feeling really horny the night that he was gone. We'd been fucking so much that I forgot what it was like to go without it. I was watching porn, playing with my hole and dick on the couch, when I heard a tapping at the window. No one had done that the whole time I'd been staying at the apartment. I looked over to see one of the tenants from upstairs holding up an envelope, it was the rent check my parents called me about.
I quickly pulled on my gym shorts then made my way to the door to let him in. Derek was a slim bodied 5'11 guy with a natural tan and buzz cut. From what I knew, from my father, he was a veteran Marine who moved to Brooklyn after getting out of the service. There were rarely any concerns about him or his apartment, and my Mum thought his Southern accent was the cutest thing she'd ever heard.
"Sorry to bother you, Ishmael," he apologized as he stepped in so that I could close the door. "I just didn't wanna forget to give you this check before I leave tomorrow."
"Where ya going?" I asked him as he handed the envelope to me.
"Headin' down to the Bayou for a family reunion," he answered.
"Bayou? What's that?" I'm a proud Yankee.
"Nawlins, that's where my kin's from," I now understood my mother's sentiment about the accent. It was cute as fuck.
"That's cool, I've never been," I made my way to the couch. The porn paused exactly so that you could see a huge dicked Latino top entering a petite dark skinned bottom.
"Sorry `bout bustin' up your fun time," he sat on the opposite side of the couch after I offered it to him. His face trying not to turn towards the tv screen.
"No worries," I waved it off. "Just goin' a bit crazy with this heat while my boyfriend is away."
"Boyfriend?" his eyes lit up. "That who I saw you with?"
"You saw us?"
"A few nights ago in the backyard," he stated. "Ya know, my bedroom window looks right into it. Y'all sure as hell put on a good show."
"Oh, you liked it?" My hormones started up again.
"Hell yeah," he licked his lips. "Reminded me of my days in the Marines. Used to walk in a guy gettin' bent or on his knees."
"You ever do any bending?" I asked him. I could see the sweat in his pits under his gray t-shirt. His bulge twitched a bit under his burgundy USMC gym shorts.
"Wasn't my thing," he answered honestly. "I'm the type to bend the guy over though."
"Oh really?" I was feeling bold. "What if I asked you to bend me over?"
"Didn't... Didn't you just say you had a boyfriend?" he gulped.
"He knows I'm a slut," I scooted towards him. "He actually likes that about me."
"W-what about your Mama and Daddy? Don't want Mr. and Mrs. G gettin' mad if they find out."
"Find out what?" I scooted even closer, and placed my hand on his thigh. "That I've been taking more dick than usual? They know who I am by now. Besides, I'm 18, they couldn't stop me if they wanted to."
I rubbed his thigh while watching him sweat, he was debating with himself if this is a good idea. Without waiting too long for a response, I let my hormones take over. I dropped to my knees in front of him, and pulled his shorts and boxers off in one quick movement. His thick, curved, 9.5 inch long Creole dick slapped against his stomach. His thighs were hairy, but his bush was insane. It looked like he hadn't shaved or trimmed in years. I dove my nose right into it, holding down his dick with my chin. The sweaty musk of a man who hadn't showered after being in 95 degree heat filled my nose as I huffed as much of the aroma that I could.
When I felt him shuffling I looked up to see him taking off his shirt to reveal a very hairy slim torso, and a USMC tattoo on his left shoulder. I turned my head for a second to press play on the porn, then started sucking his dick as he watched the screen. He laid back on the couch as I licked up and down the shaft, going along with the curve and the patterns of his veins. When I swallowed the first half of it, he moaned loudly before letting out a "dang it" in a very labored breath. "You're good at that". I wanted to impress him more by deep throating him the best that I could. Getting him as far into my throat as possible with spit dribbling out of my mouth. The further down I went, the more I could smell his bush.
I didn't want him to cum in my throat, I had other plans for his load. He seemed pleased when I started licking his salty sweat covered balls. Alternating between them as the hairs on his thighs tickled my cheeks. He was so distracted by the porn at this point that he didn't even notice when I started to lick his hairy taint before adjusting his body so that I could eat his ass.
"What are you doin'?" he looked down at me, confused. "I don't get fucked."
"Don't worry, I'm not fucking you," I told him before diving my face into his hairy trench.
Being with Kal really opened my eyes to how much I love eating ass. There were moments where it'd be all that I wanted to do, not even caring if I'd cum or not. Hearing the approving moans and grunts of the man above me while I nuzzled my head along the trail of sweaty hair as my tongue grazed his tight hole really set me off. Making me determined to get my tongue in him as far as it could go, while my arms locked around his thighs. "Ho-lee Sheeit!!!" I heard Derek panting as I felt him attempt to bounce on my tongue as he played with his big dick.
"Can I fuck you?" I heard the Southern accent above me. I didn't say a word as I let go of his legs before straddling him. My dick rubbed against his furry torso as I reached for the lube on the end table next to the couch. His sweet eyes looked up at me as I made his pulsing dick slick enough to ride. Once I felt the tip of his long cock enter me, I sat all the way down. We both let out a loud groan when I felt his pubes nestling my balls. I started bouncing up and down, watching his face change expressions several times; thankful for how much I'd gotten used to taking dick again due to Kal. "You good?" I asked him as I kept fucking myself onto him. "I'm real good," he let out before grabbing my hips and bucking. Taking over the fucking with aggressive movements.
He stood up while holding me, then laid me on my back to give himself a better advantage. As he held my legs open to start slot fucking me, I rubbed my hands along his hairy chest causging him to moan whenever I tweaked his nipples. "You're so dang hot!" he said before picking up the pace, causing me to lose all sense of control. My brain had gone to that point, my body fully gave into the fuck. When he touched my dick to give it a few pumps, I started shooting all over my body, my hole tightening around his cock. "Fuck yeah!" he roared before pulling out and shooting his nut on my body, mixing it with my own.
"You sure your parents won't be mad?" he asked after pulling up his shorts. "I really don't wanna have to move."
"Don't worry," I reassured him as he grabbed his shirt. "My Dad hears me fucking my boyfriend all the time. He'll probably be more worried about you than me." I laughed to myself.
"Well in that case," he picked up my phone from the coffee table. "Lemme give you my number. It'd be real nice to see you again when I get back."
After we exchanged numbers he gave me a polite handshake, and reminded me to deposit the check for my parents, before leaving. Once I was alone I jacked off two more times thinking about his dick, then asked him to send a pic of it for me to show Kal. The Brooklyn heat was really getting to me.
TO BE CONTINUED ------------------------------------------
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