Rappers Ludacris and Chingy were in a high stakes basketball game. Everything was on the line, including someone's mouth and ass! Luda and Chingy were playing horse. You know how horse is played... Or do you? In this version, if you miss a shot, you lose a piece of clothing. At this point, Ching was about to be ass out. All he had on was a pair of black boxer briefs. "Look at them sexy legs! Look at them sexy legs!" Luda hollered. "Come on, man!" Chingy said. "quit that!"
"I will." Luda said. "Ass soon as you put your lips on this dick!" Even thought Luda was wearing sweatpants, Chingy could see the outline of Luda's big dick through them. He tried to swallow, trying not to look as nervous as he felt. "You'd better not miss this shot." Chingy had to make a three point shot (the one shot he couldn't make in this, or any other lifetime!). He hoisted the ball as hard as he could and...
...the ball bounced of the front of the rum and missed! Luda burst out laughing while Chingy looked sick to his stomach. "Fuck, man!" He cursed. The frustration was etched all over his face. "You know what that means?" Luda asked rhetorically. "Them undies gotta go, my brotha. Strip!" Getting to say that filled Ludacris with so much glee. At that moment, Chingy wished he hadn't played this game. As he shook his head, he slid his underwear down and off!
Ludacris ogled Chingy as he stood there naked. "Come on," Chingy said, irritated. "Let's get this over with." "What's your problem?" Ludacris asked. I won fair and square. You wouldn't be acting like a bitch if the rolls were reversed." Chingy wanted to sock Ludacris in the eye but, he was right. "If I had won, I'd be making him do all sorts of crazy shit." He thought. "You right." Chingy admitted. "I'm just nervous, I guess." "About what?" Ludacris asked. "About that dick." Chingy said Ludacris slid his sweatpants and his boxers down around his ankles and said, "You mean, this dick?"
Chingy's jaw dropped when he got a good look at Ludacris' ten inch dick! Chingy swallowed hard, trying not to look as afraid as he felt. He was afraid but... he was also mesmerized by that dick. "You wanna touch it?" Ludacris asked. Chingy slowly walked over to Ludacris and reached out and touched his dick. "Why don't you stroke it for me?" Chingy slowly stroked Ludacris' dick. "Oooh, man. Your hands are so soft." Chingy wiped the drool that was running down his lips. "Are you getting horny off touching my dick?"
Chingy looked real confused. "What is he talking about?" He thought to himself. As if he was reading Chingy's mind, Ludacris pointed at Chingy's pants. Chingy looked down and saw a big bulge forming in his pants. He could have made some excuse as to why his dick was hard at that moment. He could have but.... He didn't. He just continued to stroke Ludacris' dick. "Why don't you get down on your knees and suck this dick." Ludacris said. "Right NOW!"
Chingy quickly got down on his knees and shoved Ludacris' dick in his mouth. Ludacris put his hands on top of Chingy's head and slowly slid his dick in and out of Chingy's mouth. "Mmm. This feels so good." Ludacris said as he closed his eyes as enjoyed the feel of Chingy's soft lips on his dick. Chingy licked and sucked Ludacris' dick like an ice cream! Oooh, damn, brotha! Fuck!" This was the type of dick sucking his wife couldn't do! Ludacris lifted up his shirt and played with his nipples. "Mmmm! Feels real good!" And, Chingy had to admit, he really did enjoy sucking on this long, thick stick!
Ludacris pulled his dick out of Chingy's mouth; it was dripping with his spit. "Fuck, man!" He said. "You got this dick hard as fuck, man!" He stroked his dick nice and slow as he looked at Chingy, who was drooling as he stared at Ludacris' dick. "You want this dick, don't you?" "Uh hunh." Chingy said as if he were in a trance. "Then, come with me." Ludacris said. He grabbed Chingy by the arm and pulled him towards the front of his house, onto the porch. As they walked by a window, Ludacris grabbed a pair of handcuffs off a windowsill. "Now, put your hands around that pillar right there."
Chingy did as he was told. Then Ludacris handcuffed Chingy, by his wrists, to the pillar. Chingy tried to get loose but, of course, he could not. "Don't bother trying to get loose," He said. "it ain't gonna work!" Ludacris stripped out of his clothes and sauntered over to Chingy. "Can we talk about this?" Chingy asked nervously. "Nope!" Ludacris said as he palmed Chingy's ass. "Nice, firm ass!" He kicked Chingy's legs further apart. "Spread them legs!" He licked his fingers and, gently, slid it up Chingy's hole. Instantly, Chingy's ass lips sucked his finger in and closed tightly around it! "God damn, man!"
"Um.... I think you have some explaining to do, bruh." Ludacris said, looking into Chingy's eyes. "How long has it been?" Chingy looked back at Ludacris and said, "Um... about three years." "Three years?" Ludacris said, shocked. "How, I mean, why, I mean... Good Lord!" Ludacris exclaimed. "I thought that Tranny was fucking you?" "No, I was doing the fuckin'!" Chingy said, irritated. "She just got mad at me and spread that rumor." "well, this changes everything." Ludacris thought out loud. "I mean, everything!"
Ludacris got down on his hands and knees behind Chingy. Then he spread Chingy's ass cheeks apart and slid his tongue up Chingy's tight ass. "Oooh, fuck!" Chingy moaned. "Mmmm!" Ludacris nibbled on Chingy's ass lips like he was nibbling on pussy. "Awwww, shit! Good Goddd!" Chingy backed his ass up, wanting more of Ludacris body on his ass! "You must like the biting." Ludacris said. "Uh hunh." Chingy said. SMACK! Ludacris smacked his ass hard. "What was that?" He asked. "Yesss, S-sir!" Chingy stuttered slightly. Then Ludacris took a big bite of Chingy's ass. That drove Chingy crazy! "Bite my ass, nigga! Bite my booty!"
So, Ludacris spread Chingy's ass cheeks apart and really bit his ass lips. "OH, SWEET JESUS!" Chingy hollered. Instantly, Chingy's dick was rock hard! As Ludacris slid his tongue back up Chingy's hole, he reached around and grabbed Chingy's hard dick stroking it slowly. "MMMMMM! OH GOD!" Chingy's body trembled. "FFUUCCKK!" He backed his ass up on Ludacris' soft, wet tongue. Then, suddenly,.... SLAP! Chingy heard and felt the hard slap Ludacris laid on his ass. "MMMMMM!" Chingy wiggled his ass as Ludacris continued to slap his ass and fucked him dee!
Ludacris slid two fingers up Chingy's ass and asked, "Are you ready for this dick down?" "Show me what you got/" Chingy said boldly. So, without any fanfare or warning, Ludacris slammed his dick up Chingy's tight asshole. "DDAAMMNN!" Chingy roared, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. Ludacris long stroked Chingy's hole, sliding his dick in and out of Chingy's hole. He grabbed Chingy's shoulders, giving him better leverage. To Chingy, it felt like he was being pummeled by a damn heavy duty mallet!
As he fucked Chingy, Ludacris reached around and began to stroke Chingy's hard dick, again. "Oh... fuck...NO!" Chingy moaned. "Mmmm!" Chingy continued to back his ass up on Ludacris dick; he just couldn't get enough of that dick. "Fuck me!" Then, Ludacris fucked Chingy harder and faster. "Oh GOD!" Suddenly, Chingy slumped to the ground. He was totally exhausted. "Oh, no, you don't!" Ludacris said as he forced Chingy back onto his feet. "I've been waiting a long time to get this fuck!"
Chingy tried to stay on his feet but, Ludacris' dick was really beating his back out. "Please, man." He begged. "Can't we switch positions or something." So, Ludacris had mercy on Chingy and uncuffed his hands. "How do you want me to fuck you, then?" Ludacris asked. "On my back," Chingy said. "With my legs in the air." So, he got on the ground, on his back, with his legs in the air. Ludacris slid his dick deep up his hole. "Mmmm, shit, yea! That's what I'm talkin' about!"
Chingy felt all of Ludacris' dick. "Mmmmm!" He moaned. His body trembled as he felt all of Ludacris' dick inside him. "You were right, man." Ludacris said. "This is much better." He worked his dick, slamming it in and out of Chingy's hole. "Shit, my nigga!" As he was being fucked stupid, Chingy's toes curled. "God damn, Chingy. This ass is da bomb!" Ludacris bent down and kissed Chingy gently on the lips. "Damn them lips, bro!" Chingy exclaimed. "Kiss me again!" So, Ludacris kissed him softly. "I'd lose on purpose for a kiss like that!"
Ludacris fucked Chingy deeper and deeper, drilling his dick into Chingy's very soul. "OH FUCK!" Chingy hollered. "Ooh, shit! This booty good!" Ludacris said as he slid his dick in and out of Chingy's hole. Chingy grabbed his dick and stroked it furiously. "Mmmm! Ooooh!" He moaned as his dick got hard and began to throb. "Ffuucckk!" He could feel his baby making juices churning in his balls. He was so close. "FUCK ME, NIGGA!"
Ludacris piston fucked Chingy's hole with reckless abandon. It was like being fucked by a madman. It was so intense, Chingy didn't know if he was going or coming. "OOH, SHIT, DADDY!" Chingy moaned. "FFUUCCKK!" Sweat dripped from both men as their sex became animalistic- primal even. Both men were breathing heavily as they found a rhythm. "AHHHHHHH!" Chingy stroked his dick furiously. "AWWWW FFUUCCKK!" His dick shot out several loads, one after the other. Cum landed everywhere: His chest, his stomach, Ludacris' chest. It was a hot mess and, it wasn't over!
Ludacris' dick throbbed as he fucked Chingy's sweet ass. "Damn, this shit is hot!" He exclaimed. He could feel his nut, rising, just waiting. Then, suddenly.... "I'M CUMMIN!" He pulled his dick out of Chingy's hole and stroked his dick furiously. "Where do you want it?" Chingy thought quickly and said, "On my face!" So, Ludacris straddled his chest and aimed his dick directly at Chingy's face. "FFUUCCKK!" He roared as his load sprayed like a broken fire hydrant. "MMMMMM!" The cum splashed down all over Chingy's face. "AHHHHHHHH!"
Ludacris shuddered as the last bit of cum dripped from his dick. "Damn, my nigga!" He exclaimed. "That was hot as fuck!" He looked down at Chingy's face and smiled. "You look a hot mess!" "It's your fault." Chingy said with a smile. "True, true." Ludacris said as he got up off Chingy and helped him to his feet. "Let's go clean up before my wife gets back." He slapped Chingy's ass as they walked up to the house. "Hey, now!" Chingy said. "Stop that!" "Make me!" Ludacris said as he attempted to slap Chingy's ass again. This time, Chingy was able to move out of the way. "I'mma get you!" Chingy ran as fast as he could up to the house. "Just you wait!"
The End