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Out Of The Ashes: part 2 Author: Austyn Layne
Ashtyn was once again sitting in his car waiting for shift change, when he heard Mark tap on his driver side window. Mark was about 6 ft, blonde, with green eyes and a scruffy face. Mark would come up periodically to talk to Wyatt, he was annoying at times, but Ashtyn had a slight attraction to him; but never gave Mark much thought...till now.
"Hey man, Wyatt work today?"
Ashtyn just chucked then shook his head. "Nah, he's off Mark. Keepin' on the straight-and-narrow?"
"Shit nah dude, you know I'm always up to sumthin' I'm one of them 'bad boys'! Mamma didn't give me enough of them spankin's - know what I'm sayin' ?"
Mark stood there by the decorative shrubbery and brick surroundings of the dumpster area where Ashtyn always parked, smoking a Newport cigarette. Ashtyn wanted him to just move on but he knew something was on Mark's brain.
"So Mark, what's up? What's floggin' your noggin?"
Mark just grinned looking at the bag on the passenger seat which had to Rockstar energy drinks, 'Punched' flavor I believe.
"Yeah, like, could you give me one of them energy drinks you got? Damn my throat be parched." Mark mumbled as he lifted up one side of his gray wife-beater, revealing his brown treasure trail.
Ashtyn thought to himself for a moment then decided to make an off-colored response. He had thirty or so minutes to kill and thought 'what the hell'.
"Yeah Mark, only if you let me suck that 'thing' off."
Mark just laughed then tugged his silver basketball shorts down enough to show off his full bushy patch of dark brown pubes. Ashtyn noticed a slight chubb showing, so he knew horny-dog Mark was worked up.
"You mean this thing? Hell bitch, I don't think you could handle this big boy, them hoes be gaggin' on this shit."
Ashtyn gets out of his car then pulls Mark to the dumpster gate, then slides his had down to the throbbing bulges between Mark's legs. Ashtyn can feel Mark's nuts are about to bust, he figured he could get him off and still have time for to more cigarettes.
"Mmmmm, Mark, I'm not playing - let me have at it. I bet I can make you splooge in under five minutes." Ashtyn taunted, while already stroking Mark through his shorts.
"Damn, you gunna make me nut boy! Hell nah!"
Ashtyn just laughed, he could already see the pre beading through Mark's shorts - it kinda turned Ashtyn on, knowing Mark's cock was sticking out of his boxers.
"Well Mark, that's the point. I wanna get you behind this dumpster so I can suck it good. Come on bad boy, make me gag on it."
"Shit bitch, you gunna regret this shit...but yeah, let's get this started hoe!"
Ashtyn pulls Mark past the squeaky wooden door, then locks it shut.
"Here you go, have at it."
Ashtyn pulls down Mark's silver basketball shorts, revealing his 6 incher poking out of his UFC themed red and black boxers. He can see it throbbing and swollen pre-cum beading from the dick-slit of his fat dick-head.
Ashtyn strokes the throbbing 19 year old fuck-meat and says. "Damn! You could take this into the octagon and whoop a bitch!"
"Fuck yeah, now get on your knees and choke on it!"
Ashtyn slides down Mark's boxers, then deep-throats Mark's hard, fat, cut cock. Ashtyn let's out a sigh as he caresses Mark's tight muscular butt-cheeks, then gives them a smack.
"Fuck yeah! Shit, choke on my dick!" Mark grunts out as he face fucks Ashtyn passed his tonsils.
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"Yeah bitch, you be likin' this shit! Smack my ass some more mother-fucker!" Mark's growls, as he pushes Ashtyn's head into his crotch.
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Ashtyn pulls off of Mark's throbbing teen cock, looks up at Mark, holding his grey wife-beater between his teeth, his silver crucifix gleaming in the sun, then says "like being spanked naughty boy?"
"Shut up and suck my dick bitch, you're worse than Wyatt with that talkin' shit."
Mark shoved Ashtyn back onto his cock, then began fucking again. Ashtyn dug his fingernails into Mark's cheeks after smacking them a few more times. The thought of him using Wyatt just turned him on even more. The fantasies going through his head were outrageous. But all he could think about now was Wyatt's lips and slippery tongue getting this piece of 'white trash' off.
"Play with my nuts bitch."
Ashtyn took one hand to stroke Mark's cock as he sucked, and used the other to play with Mark's walnut sized hairy balls. He could tell Mark was enjoying his suck action, because he was vulgarly spreading his legs as he grinded onto Ashtyn's face.
"I'm about to bust all down that throat bitch!"
At this point he could feel Mark's animal street-passion as he humped Ashtyn's face ferociously. Ashtyn could taste the sweet and salty pre on his tongue every time Mark slid his head across it.
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"Yeah bitch, here it comes! Gunna blast all these swimmers in your hoe mouth!"
Mark held his hairy crotch firmly onto Ashtyn's face as he began to blast his teen load down Ashtyn's throat. Ashtyn rubbed Mark's tight butt-cheeks then gave him one final smack on his sweaty crack, as he felt the final hot rope of potent cum shoot down his lusty throat.
"Fuck yeah, swallow them fuckers! Eat that cum bitch." Mark panted out, while still gently humping onto Ashtyn's face.
Ashtyn loved the eye view he was at, starring right into Mark's bush of musky teen pubes was almost magical. The thought he could tame this wild beast of a hellion, was powerful. And for what? An energy drink? "It's funny how quickly teen horn-dogs let you get 'em off, if they're worked up enough " Ashtyn thought to himself as he licked Mark's hairy nut-sac clean.
"Shit bitch! You gunna give me that drink now boss-man," Mark panted out as he pulled up his shorts and boxers, after wiping his face clean with his wife-beater.
"Yeah. And look at that - a little over five minutes." Ashtyn said as he went back over to the car after dusting the dirt from his pants.
Ashtyn tossed Mark a Rockstar, then they both had a cigarette, Ashtyn with his Camel Crush and Mark with his 'Port'.
"Hey Mark, I think you need to be going, thanks for the jizz though, I need some me time before I go in. Wyatt works tomorrow by the way."
"Hey, Ashtyn. Any time you be needin' this dick, just let me know iyte!" Mark said as pressed his junk into the open driver-side window.
Ashtyn grabs his now loose goodies, then says with a smirk "anytime there bad boy, maybe next time I can get you and Wyatt together, for some real dirty fun." Ashtyn purred after licking the front of Mark's shorts.
"Hehe, dude, cut that nasty shit out! People might see and shit." Mark said as he pulled himself away after taking a swig. Ashtyn was almost mesmerized my the movement of Mark's Adam's apple as he took beast sized gulps.
"Alright big-dog, just remember what I said." Ashtyn jacking his cock into a napkin.
Mark walked away after saying "ok." Leaving Ashtyn with a big grin on his face after popping a 'tram' and taking a huge drag from his Crush. 'Yeah, the nights already off to a good start.' Ashtyn thought to himself, as he watched Mark's sweet tight ass fade into the distance. He couldn't couldn't wait to get double-dirty-dicked-down by these two trash-boys.
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