Old school rapper Xzibit was walking down a Miami street late one night when he bumped into music mogul Sean "P Diddy" Combs as Sean came out of a club. "Hey, man. What's goin' on?" Xzibit asked. "Nothing."
P Diddy said quickly. "Gotta go!" Like a bat out of hell, P Diddy ran to the limo that was waiting for him. Seconds later, with a screech of the tires, the limo peeled out of there. "I wonder what that was all about?" Xzibit said aloud. Then he decided to step into the club. To his shock and surprise, all Xzibit saw was men...no women, just men! "What the hell is going on?" He looked around and noticed the men were dancing with each other. It was the strangest thing he'd ever seen! He quickly got himself out of the club. "Is Diddy gay? Naw, couldn't be." He decided, the next day, he was gonna find out for himself.
The next day, Xzibit drove up to P Diddy's office. When he got to his office, a pretty brown- skinned lady greeted him at the front desk. "May I help you?" She asked. "Yes, I'd like to see Sean Combs." Xzibit said. "Do you have an appointment with him?" She asked. "No, but, I really need to speak to him." Xzibit said. The lady got on the phone. A few seconds later, she hung up. "He said he was too busy at the moment." The lady said. "Call him back. Tell him I need to speak to him about last night's club incident." Xzibit said. The lady had a worried look on her face as she called him back. A few seconds later... "You can go in." She said, a quizzical look on her face. "Thanks, darlin'." Xzibit said as he walked to the door.
When Xzibit walked into the P Diddy's office, the first thing that he noticed was that P Diddy looked nervous. "Hey, Diddy." Xzibit said. "Can we talk?" "Yea...sure, man." P Diddy said nervously. "Have a seat." Xzibit sat in a chair across from P Diddy. "What's on your mind?" "Man, you know what's on my mind." Xzibit said. "What were you doing coming out of that gay club the other night?" P Diddy paused for a moment. "I'm gonna come clean with you, man. I was just checking out the music." He said. "Uh uh, nope. Try again." Xzibit said. P Diddy took a deep breath and said, "I was getting my booty worked over!"
Xzibit couldn't believe what he had just heard! "Say what?" He asked, shocked. "I was getting my booty rammed!" P Diddy said. "I didn't know you get down like that." Xzibit said. The thought of possibly fucking P Diddy was making his dick get hard. Pretty soon, he had a massive bulge in his pants. P Diddy couldn't miss the bulge that formed in Xzibit's pants. It made him horny and hungry for dick!
Xzibit noticed the look in P Diddy's eyes. He stood up, caressed his bulge as he looked seductively at P Diddy. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his eleven-inch dick. P Diddy drooled at the sight of Xzibit's big meaty dick. "Why don't you strip out them clothes." Xzibit said, stroking his humongous dick. P Diddy hesitated for a moment. "What if somebody comes in?" He thought to himself. "Don't you want this dick?" Xzibit asked, ignoring his question. P Diddy stared at Xzibit's long, thick dick and couldn't help drooling. He licked his lips hungrily. He started taking off all his clothes, including his socks. He stood there, in the middle of his office, butt naked! "Now, get on your hands and knees and crawl over to me." Xzibit smiled broadly as he watched to see what P Diddy would do. "I wanna see how badly he wants this dick." He thought to himself. P Diddy got down on his hands and knees and crawled over to Xzibit. "I guess he really wants this dick!"
"Good boy." Xzibit said, patting P Diddy on the head as if he was a damn dog. P Diddy ignored the disrespect. "As long as he gives me that dick, I'll take whatever disrespect he dishes out." He thought to himself. Next, Xzibit slapped him across the face with his dick. To P Diddy, this wasn't disrespect; this was just turning him on even more. "Open up." Xzibit said. P Diddy quickly opened his mouth and Xzibit shoved his dick inside. Then P Diddy started sucking Xzibit's big dick like a popsicle. "Mmm, that feels real good." Xzibit fucked P Diddy's face real nice and slowly. "Damn, your mouth is so fuckin' hot!" As he continued to suck Xzibit's dick, P Diddy used his tongue, licking up and down the shaft. That really turned Xzibit on. "FUCK!" Xzibit was getting really hot so he took off his wife beater (white tank top). P Diddy looked up and saw Xzibit's muscular arms and smiled as he continued to suck Xzibit's dick. Xzibit noticed P Diddy's gaze. "You like looking at my muscles, do you?" P Diddy stopped sucking his dick long enough to say "yes". So, Xzibit started flexing his muscles while P Diddy sucked his dick. That made P Diddy real happy! He reached back and stuck his finger up his ass, fingering his hole. "Yea, let me see you finger your hole, man!"
Watching P Diddy finger himself really got Xzibit hot as hell! "Stand up. Let an expert get that ass open for you." He said. He helped P Diddy up. He walked over to P Diddy's executive desk and shoved everything off it. Then he roughly bent P Diddy over the desk, spreading his legs wide apart. "You ready for this?" "Uh hunh." P Diddy said, unsure. Xzibit bent down behind him started nibbling on P Diddy's big booty. "Damn, these cakes taste real good, man." Xzibit said. "Mmmm, yum!" Then he grabbed P Diddy's ass cheeks and pulled them apart. He was looking for the yummy goodness that was most assuredly up his ass and he was determined to find it.
First, Xzibit licked the crack of P Diddy's ass. "Mmmmm, that tongue is lethal!" P Diddy shivered slightly as Xzibit's tongue went up and down his ass crack. "Fuck!" Xzibit nibbled on P Diddy's ass lips making him moan and tremble with pleasure. "Oh, sweet Jesus!" P Diddy felt like he was losing control. Xzibit was making his body feel wonderful. "Shit, my nigga!" Xzibit dove in, sticking his long tongue up P Diddy's hole. "FUCK!" P Diddy's body tingled all over as Xzibit flicked his tongue in and out of his hole like a snake. "SHIT!" Then, Xzibit stuck his tongue deep up P Diddy's asshole, driving P Diddy crazy! "GOD DAMN, MAN!" In out in out in out. He tongue fucked P Diddy's hole with a vengeance. "I ain't know getting your salad tossed could feel this damn good!" P Diddy said. He banged his fists on his desk, and growled, "FUCK ME!"
Xzibit stroked his dick one last time, getting it fully hard and erect. Then he slid his dick up P Diddy's tight hole. "OH MY GOD!" P Diddy screamed when he felt Xzibit's dick inside him. "FUCK!" He felt like his asshole was being split in two! Xzibit long stroked P Diddy's dick, getting used to the size of his dick. "Damn, nigga! This dick big!" Xzibit grabbed onto his shoulders for leverage and started riding him like a race horse. "Shit!" "Damn, Diddy, you got some real good ass, man!" Xzibit said. He quickened his stroke, fucking P Diddy faster and faster. "OHHH FFFUUUCCCKKK!" P Diddy screamed. "Love...this...dick!" "You do, hunh?" Xzibit asked as he rammed his dick up P Diddy's asshole. "SSHHIITT!" P Diddy screamed, his eyes flipped up into his head! Xzibit was going deep up into P Diddy's asshole. "DAMN! DAMN! DAMN!" Xzibit was beating P Diddy's back out real good. "You're fuckin' my ass good, man! Shit!" "That's the plan." Xzibit said, wiping the sweat from his brow. "Damn, this ass, tho!" He put his leg on the desk to get more leverage. "AWWW, FFUUCCKK!" P Diddy cried out. His voice went several octaves higher than normal. "SSHHIITT!" Xzibit was fucking the holy mess out of him!
Suddenly, Xzibit pulled his dick out of P Diddy's ass. "Get on your desk, on your back, with your legs in the air." Xzibit said. P Diddy quickly got into position. Then Xzibit slammed his dick up P Diddy's hole. "AWW, FFUUCCKK!" He howled. Xzibit fucked him deeper than he had before, long stroking his ass, making his body convulse involuntarily. "DAMN...THIS...DICK!" P Diddy was gettin' that serious deep dick down! "GOD DAMN!" "How you like this dick down, man?" Xzibit asked. "This dick good!" was all P Diddy could say. As he fucked P Diddy silly, Xzibit reached down and pinched both of P Diddy's nipples. "MMMM!" P Diddy moaned. "Xzibit's a mother fuckin' savage!" He thought. "He's fuckin' the hell out of my ass!" Then, suddenly, P Diddy could no longer take the sweet torture. He tried to run from the dick, scooting away from Xzibit. "Naw, man, don't run from the dick." Xzibit said. "But, I can't take no more." P Diddy said. "Yes, you can." Xzibit said. "And, you're gonna take all this dick." He grabbed P Diddy and locked him into position. "YOU MOTHER FUCKER!" P Diddy screamed. "A mother fucker, am I?" Xzibit asked. He quickened his stroke, fucking P Diddy harder and faster. "OHHH! OOOH! AHHHHH! MMMMM!" P Diddy moaned aloud. Xzibit smiled devilishly and said, "I think it's time you really felt this dick!"
Xzibit walked over to P Diddy's executive chair and sat down. "Now, come over here and sit on this dick!" He demanded. P Diddy hurriedly walked over to Xzibit and sat on his dick, facing him. "Bounce on this dick!" Xzibit smacked P Diddy's big booty to get his point across. SMACK! SMACK! P Diddy bounced up and down on Xzibit's huge dick. "AWWW, FUCK!" P Diddy cried out. He felt like he was sitting on a damn traffic cone! "This dick big as shit! FUCK!" As P Diddy continued to bounce on Xzibit's dick, he started playing with P Diddy's nipples, squeezing, and pinching them. "MMMMM!" "You like that, don't you?" Xzibit asked. "YESSS!" P Diddy hissed lustfully. Sweat dripped from his body as he continued to bounce on Xzibit's big dick. "MMMMMM!" P Diddy's dick got hard as a steel beam. Xzibit saw P Diddy's hard dick and said, "Stroke your dick, man."
P Diddy grabbed his dick and stroked it furiously. "FFUUCCKK!" P Diddy growled as he stroked his dick. "SSHHIITT!" Jets of cum shot from his dick like an automatic rifle, hitting Xzibit on his muscular chest. "I'M GONNA CUM!" Xzibit barked. Then he unceremoniously shoved P Diddy off him, onto the floor. He stood up over P Diddy stroking his dick. "Where do you want it?" "On my face." P Diddy replied. Xzibit grabbed P Diddy by his hair. "GRRRRRRR!" Xzibit growled, spraying his seed all over P Diddy's face. "Bend over your desk, man." P Diddy quickly bent over his desk. Then Xzibit fondled P Diddy's sweaty ass. "This ass was on point!" He stuck his finger up P Diddy's wrecked asshole. "I can't wait to do this again!"
The End