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Hiring Eye Candy -Part 2
I got out of the car and headed inside. My roommate was asleep, so I headed to my room and plopped down on the bed without taking off my shoes or my jacket. I didn't even unclip my phone from my hip, and I could feel it poking into my stomach. I laid there with my face pressed into the pillow just thinking about everything that had just happened. I was horny as hell, but my mind was somewhere else. I just couldn't help but think about how I used to fantasize about what it would be like to mess around with Jay. Now I'm laying here, in my bed...with a faint taste of cum in my mouth...from Jay. Then I started thinking about how nice of a guy Jay is. There are a lot of shady people out there and when I say shady, I mean people who are quick to sacrifice you for the betterment of their selves. Jay didn't seem like that to me. He seemed like the type of guy who once you gained his trust...he'd show you the world. That made him even sexier to me than he already was. I really hated the fact that he had a girlfriend and a kid by her. Now for the record, I did not say I hate Patrice, because I think she is a nice girl...I said I hate the fact that they are together. To be honest, I felt guilty for fucking around with him. I'm not the type of guy to do things like this, but because it's Jay...I feel like it's an opportunity I may never have again...so like the typical selfish human...I took the opportunity. After laying there thinking about all of these thoughts for a while, I ended up taking a shower. I ended up giving in to my obnoxious erection, and stroked myself into oblivion, shooting cum all over the bathroom. It was intense!
I went to bed, and woke up at around 9:30am. Even before I opened my eyes, my mind began reeling through thoughts of Jay, and that big ass dick he had. The way his body was cut like a pro-swimmer and the way his eyes squinted when he smiled. His eyes had this hint of Chinese to them...it was so damned sexy it was ridiculous. So I fantasized for a minute, then decided to get out of bed. I was putting around the house, doing laundry, and singing along to the radio for a while. At around 11:30, my cell rang and it was Jay. "What up doe?" he said sounding like he had just woke up. "Shit, shit..."I said. "I was just seeing if I'm supposed to pick you up on my way to work." "Yeah, you know my ghetto-mobile is still a broken ass piece of shit." I replied. "Dawg you silly as hell," he laughed. "I'll be there around 2," he said. "But I don't have to be to work until 5," I stated. "Damn, can't a nigga chill wit his friend?" "Oh well, that's not what you said, you said you were calling to see if I needed a ride to work..." "Can I come over, or not dawg?" "All these years I've known you...you're welcome at my crib whenever you want." "Aiight, I'll be there around, 1 or 1 thirty," he said. "What the hell happened to 2??" I questioned. "How about this, I'm on my way..." "Are you alright Jay?" "Yeah, but I'm on my way aiight?" he said. "Okay." I said. We hung up with each other. I was sitting there thinking about how excited he seemed to want to come over. I ran upstairs and into the bathroom to "freshen-up." I put on some body lotion, and put on some baggy (but not saggy) jeans, and a dark blue button up shirt with a white T-shirt underneath. I did my hair, and just as I was walking out of the bathroom the doorbell rang. I went to the door and answered it. "What up?" he asked, with a half smile. "Shit" I replied, like I usually do. We went inside and went into the living room. "So this is your spot huh?" he asked. "I don't know if you can call it my spot...but this is where I stay." I said. "Don't you got a roommate?" he asked. "Yeah but he's at work...usually when I'm home he's at work." I said. "Cool, cause I got some shit we need to discuss." He said in a more serious tone than before. "Well wassup?" I asked. "Look dawg...I known you for a long time. I ain't never had no one do the shit that you did to me last night...especially no dude," he said. "It seems like ever since Patrice got pregnant, she's had plans for what we gonna do. But when I come home from doing whatever it is she want me to do, she be acting all mad and shit. Like she hates staying home with the baby all day. I can tell that shit gets on her nerves, she ain't trying to be a mother. When I get home I usually sit there and watch TV and listen to her talk on the phone to her friends, or yell at me for not doing something the way she wanted me to. Then we go to bed, and she's all on my dick. That shit just don't seem right to me dawg."
"So what's that got to do with last night?" I hesitantly asked.
"Yo, you got any smoke?" he asked changing the subject. I left the room, and came back with a freshly rolled joint. I sat down and fired it up, hit it a couple times, then passed it to him. He took a long drag, held it in for about 20 seconds, then blew a gigantic cloud of smoke across the living room.
"So what's that got to do with last night?" I asked for a second time.
Jay looked down at the floor for a second, then put his hands on the top of this head, and covered his face with his arms. "I'm feeling you," he whispered. My stomach felt like it dropped to me feet, and my heart was speeding. "That was a left fielder," I thought to myself. He didn't move, he just sat there, with his hands covering his face. I still couldn't say anything... "Did you hear me?" he asked. "Yeah," I replied. My mind was reeling...I knew whatever I said, it had to be the right thing to say...but what was the right thing to say????" before I knew it, Jay stood up and started heading for the door. "Jay!" I said. He stopped, put his hands in his pockets while facing the door and looked up at the ceiling. I cautiously walked up behind him, and decided to say the first thing I thought of, "I've like you for a long time." His gaze moved from the ceiling to the floor. He began turning around and I could see a big grin on his face. "How long is a long time?" he asked. I instantly felt sheepish..."Don't worry about that...but what were you getting at by telling me all of this." I asked. His smile disappeared. "I meant it when I said I'm feelin you. I seen you checkin me out at work a couple times. I already knew you was gay, but that don't bother me. I figure that people do what they do...it ain't my business what it is they doin. But after I was hangin out and chillin with you at work, I guess I started vibing you. I ain't gonna lie either...I think your hot as hell on da real. You're skinny and smooth...but you ain't trying to be no girl, that makes me have mad respect for you. I know it sounds silly or whatever, but my dick goes on brick when I think about you...even right now, with how nervous I am, talking all this gay shit...my shit is on rock. I ain't trying to come over here to get a quick piece of ass either, I just needed to talk to you, cause you my boy." "Well, since we're being so honest and open...I've liked you ever since I met you. I've always thought you were fine as hell. Remember when we used to play in the sprinkler at my moms? Well, I think that was when I first noticed how sexy you are. Even when you and my brother would hang out and we barely talked...I always thought you to be the most attractive brother in the neighborhood. It seems like since we started working together, I got to see how you act and the way you see the world, and I like you. I have a lot of respect for you, and I think you're sexy as hell, and last night when I walked in the door from out of your car, I was freaked the fuck out, cause I didn't know what to think..."he started laughing. That smile on his face made my stomach fill up with butterflies. This dude made me feel good, and I liked feeling good. We passed the joint back and forth for a while longer until it was too small to hold on to. We sat there for a second in complete silence. I was feeling some pretty intense sexual tension from the quiet. I wanted more than anything to have this fine ass human to being fuck my living daylights away. But he wasn't acting like he was trying to get into anything. After a minute or two more, he stood up and said, "I gotta bounce...I have to get some work shoes from K-Mart,"he walked over by the door, so I stood up to see him out. I got to the door, and opened it for him. "Alright then James..."he said, extending his hand. I reached down and slapped it....only instead of him smacking my hand, and snapping his fingers, he grabbed my head and squeezed it. I looked him in the eyes, and closed the door. He let go of my hand and grabbed my face in his hands, and pulled me right up close to his face. He looked me in the eyes for a second real serious, then he kissed me. He was a good kisser too! His tongue felt warm and soft sliding against mine. He slid his hands down my neck and around my back to where both hands were on my butt. I put my arms around him, and he squeezed and pulled me up against him, never breaking our kiss. All of a sudden his hands squeezed hard and he lifted me up. I immediately wrapped my legs around him to find my balance. Jay carried me into the hallway off to the side of the living room. "Which room is yours?" he asked. "To the left, To the left" I said mocking Beyonce's new hit song. He smiled and pushed the door open, walked us over to the bed, and gently set me down. "You're so fucking sexy," I said. I couldn't help myself...I was in a daze. He smiled, and took off his shirt. He laid down on top of me holding himself up with his hands. He then leaned down and started kissing my neck. I was running my hands over his chest, and trailed down to his groin. His dick was hard...I remember thinking that then too...that shit was REAL hard...like steel. I unbuttoned his pants, and stopped moving. "How about you give me some of that bomb ass head you gave me last night," he said. "I can do that," I said. He got up, and lay next to me on the bed. I sat in between his legs, and continued removing his pants. He just laid there watching me. Soon he was naked, and what a beautiful sight he was to behold. I really don't think I've ever seen a more beautiful human being ever before. I wanted it to be interesting, so instead of going right for his dick, I started on his chest. I kissed and licked his pecs. Nibbled on the curves of his muscles, and eventually found myself at his pubes. Once again that smell coming from him was stimulating. I seriously felt like my animal instincts were taking over (as lame as it sounds) and I went into pleasure mode. The only thing I cared about at this point was making this man feel as good as I can possibly make him feel. I tickled the underside of his dick with my tongue. Flicking lightly, then rough, then back to lightly again. I refrained from putting it in my mouth cause I'm a teaser...instead....I went down and started lightly tickling his nut sack with my tongue. He moaned and went to grabbed his dick. He started slowly stroking his cock, and I pulled his hand away. He laughed when I did that. I sucked his nuts into my mouth and slid my tongue around them. "Do that shit," he said. I let his nuts slide out of my mouth, and started licking even lower. I looked up at him while I was doing it, and he gave me a weird look. I smiled then slid my tongue across his booty hole. His eyes closed and his eyebrows raised. He even lifted his legs up a little to give me more room. "Dayyyyyummm," he moaned. I flicked and tickled my tongue, letting it slide along the his crevice. Slowly, I moved back up avoiding contact with his balls and dick. I licked his stomache again around the outline of his shaft. Then in one quick motion, I swallowed it well...as much of it as I could. He gasped and I could fill his dick pulsating against my sucking motions. "Aw shit...don't stop" he gasped. I kept sucking, and soon I felt his hand on the back of my head, pushing me down on his cock. He was gyrating his hips, going with the motion of my sucking. I could see his abs flex everytime he moved his hips, and that was turning me on. He eventually had me stop sucking his dick, and started playing with my butt. He was rubbing his hands over it...letting his fingers freely rub across it. "Do you shave this shit?" he asked rubbing his fingers around my hole. "Yeah," I replied. "That's sexy...you're so damn sexy to me" he said. He sat up, and had me lay face down. He got on the bed behind me and dove right in to my ass. I gotta say, for this to be the first dude he ever tossed salad with, he sure did know what he was doing. He really knew what he was doing. That shit felt so damn good. He would swirl his tounge around, then put his lips around my hole and suck. It was feeling right! We eventually moved into a 69 position, he was still going to town on my ass. I was getting his dick really slippery, and when I took his dick out of my mouth to breathe, he moved out from under me and laid me on my back. I lifted my legs up a little and he grabbed them and set them on his shoulders. He looked down at me and smiled, then bit his bottom lip. Just as he did this I felt his tip sliding in between my cheeks. I closed my eyes, trying to prepare myself for the joy I was about to feel. He pushed a little more and I gasped. Jay's dick was stretching me from the inside out!!! I couldn't believe it. Every time he pushed a little more, it was like my lungs got bigger and bigger. "Do it hurt?" he asked. "Just for a minute" I said, wincing in pain. He was patient with me, until he was all the way in. I let out a deep breath and he smiled...he knew what that meant. He slowly pulled backwards and said, "This shit is like fire!!!!Ain't no pussy was this tight before," he said obnoxiously. I laughed and he kept thrusting. "Fa real though, this shit feels excellent." He stated. "Mmmmm...real fucking excellent," he continued. After a couple minutes of this, I started to get into it. The pain was finally gone, and he could tell. He increased his pace, plunging deeper and deeper with every push. He leaned down and buried his face in the pillow next to my head. He started speeding up really fast. I could tell that I was no longer in control of what was happening. I was so turned on by being dominated that I grabbed my dick and started stroking to the rhythm of Jay's thrusts. His thrusting and grunts suggested that he was going for the nut. I didn't try to pro-long it anymore, I just let it happen, and it did. I guess you could say the freak in him came out, because he pulled out, and put his dick in my face. He was like, "open yo mouf." Who was I to tell him no!! haha, so I opened my mouth and he held the tip of his dick directly over it. He stopped squeezing his dick and let his cum squirt right into my mouth. "Yeah...yeah...that shit is sexy," he said. "mmmmm...nmmmfffh...damn baby..." He slapped his dick against my mouth a couple times, then he looked down at me. I was sitting there with his nut in my mouth and he's just grinning from ear to ear. "Go ahead...swallow it," he said. I tilted my head back and let the semen slide down my throat. I opened my mouth to show Jay that it was empty...and he put his dick back in my mouth. I instantly started sucking again, but he seemed to be going soft. When I was done, I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth while Jay got dressed. I came back out with some sweatpants and a t-shirt on. He was sitting in the chair at the end of my bed tying his shoes. "Yo, James...I really gotta get going dawg...I gotta pick up my auntie...she wants to go with me to K-Mart," he said. "Alright then...but you still gonna pick me up for work?" I asked. "Yeah, I'll prolly be an hour early too," he said with that cute ass smile on his face. I just looked at him and laughed.
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