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Pops - Part Three
Two weeks had gone by and during those two weeks, I began sucking Pops' dick almost every chance I got. He even had me meet him in the parking lot of his job at the Auto Plant so he could get some head on his lunch break. And I've done that twice already. I still didn't know what his cock felt like inside me, or the sensations it could bring me, but anway...
It was Saturday morning. I was sitting in my bedroom checking my email, when Lamar called and asked if I wanted to come play him in a game of Live. (Live is a basketball game for Playstation 2).
"Yo what up E?"
"What up?"
"You busy?"
"No, just sitting here checking my email."
"Well why don't you come over here and let me tear dat ass up (slight pause), in a game of live."
I hesitated slightly because of what he just said, and where he left his lil pause... "Man whatever, you know I always win."
"Dawg, you know I'll fuck you up for talking to ME like THAT. You know betta than that dumb shit." He said as the quick thought of what it would be like to have him fuck me on my back, while his dad stood at the side of the bed throat fucking me passed through my mind.
My dick jumped just a bit, and after telling him I'll be over in a minute...we hung up the phone and I squeezed my crotch.
When I got there I walked in (I always walked in...and Lamar did the same when coming to my house). I announced myself at the door.
"I'm already upstairs," he yelled down. So I headed up to his room. When I walked in, he was sitting on the side of his bed with some basketball shorts on and no shirt. He often took off his shirt when we were hoopin, as did I...and everytime I seen him shirtless I'd try so hard to make it not noticeable I was checkin him out. I'm telling you this man is FINE! His daddy's fine too...but Lamar is SO GOT DAMNED HOT it's seriously ridiculous. He has long eyelashes and really nice eyebrows, a perfectly sized nose, with full lips, a bald head...and tattoos all over his body. He even has a tattoo on both sides of his neck. He is just soooo damned sexy. His skin is like 3-4 shades lighter than his Dad, which is because his Mom was white. Anyway, he was sitting there and had the game all set up and we started our first of 3 games. He kept his word from earlier on the phone, and beat me in all 3 of them. It seemed to put him in a great mood, so I didn't really mind.
"I see you ain't talking shit no more E," he joked.
"Man what the fuck ever," I replied. "What else you got going on today?"
Lamar realized I was changing the subject, and just went with the flow, "Nothing really..." he said as he pulled his phone from his pocket, "I was trying to see if I could get some head from Courtney but she ain't answerin her phone." He said as he searched through his recent calls. While he was looking through his phone, I was admiring the view of his perfectly muscled torso. He snapped his phone shut, and I glanced up just in time to meet his eyes. I subconsciously licked my lips.
We just kinda stared at one another for a moment, when Lamar laughed and broke the stare. He bit his bottom lip while looking away, then looked back at me.
"You got that look again," he said with an emphasis on "look."
"Huh?" I said feeling like a kid who was getting caught stealing.
"You got that look you get in your eyes every time I take my shirt off."
"What?" I said trying to look as confused as I possibly could, knowing full and well...exactly what he was talking about.
"Nigga, don't ACT like I don't know what's UP with you." He said sounding angry.
He had a different look to him all of a sudden. Like he wasn't the Lamar I knew anymore. Now he was this person who appeared to be angry with me.
"Dawg, I don't know what you're talking about." I said as I suddenly began feeling panicky.
"Man, I always see you checking dudes out. That shit gets on my fucking nerves E." he said, with anger still in his voice.
"As a matter of fucking FACT, that shit pisses me RIGHT the fuck OFF," he said as he stood up. His stance told me that if I wanted to avoid getting my face stomped in, I should probably leave...so I stood up as well.
"I ain't bout to sit here and listen to this shit," I said as I moved toward the door, only to be pushed back down to where I was sitting on the bed. I was surprised that he pushed me, and I was not about to try to fight this dude...not over a push anyway. So I sat there...
All of a sudden Lamar moved the waistband of his shorts down, letting a VERY perfect penis flop out fully erect, then stood directly in front of me. I'd say it was about 8 inches long and beautifully cut with an army helmet head, and a neatly trimmed line of hair running in a line down from just under his navel to just above the base of his dick. His dick was slightly darker than his caramel skin, but looked so much sweeter than the candy.
I was petrified. I had no idea what was happening, and suddenly couldn't remember what exactly had led up to this point...I mean seriously...what does a fag do with a dick in his face?...go ahead and think about that for a second...go ahead...I'll wait...now... I bet you didn't say THINK! Well that's what I did. Only very quickly. I decided instead of continuing to hold my gaze on his dick...I should probably look up at his face. Relief, and confusion began controlling my thought process, because when I looked up he was smiling at me that beautiful smile, with a very calm seductive look in his eyes.
"I just had to make a point E... I get mad cause I don't want you lookin at other dudes the way you look at me. Why do you think I keep you around? But now I guess I gotta give you some dick so you'll pay attention to how shit really is when you're around me."
I swear I sat there like a deer in headlights. He reached down and began stroking his dick, stretching the skin to move up and down the shaft. It was only about a foot away from my face. I could see a drip of pre-cum welling up over his slit. All the while he never took his eyes off of mine, watching me watch him.
"Come on E, put it in your mouth." He encouraged slowly moving forward until the drip of precum touched my lips. At that point, as soon as I felt that hot wet sticky tip of his dick touch my lips, my eyes rolled in the back of my head and I went for it. I tried to inhale the thing I wanted it so badly.
"That is what the fuck I'm talkin bout right there," he said smiling. I was already slurping away, sliding my tongue around it, pushing my face as far as I could then work my throat muscles on his dick. I was going to town on his dick, when he pulled his dick and grabbed me by the chin...my mouth still open and looked at me right in my eyes.
"You know I'd kill a nigga over you right?" he asked. It was so weird how he was fucking with me a second ago, and now he was acting completely serious. Even now...I know he meant it when he said that to me. We'd known each other for years, but this is the first time I'd ever experienced anything like this with him.
That definitely brought me out of my dick sucking mode for a HOT second, long enough to think about it...smile...feel all warm inside...then say..."I'd do the same for you," I said.
With his hand grasping my chin, he leaned down and pulled my mouth to his...kissed me for about 3 seconds, then came up and guided my head back to his dick.
"That's good," he said. "Real Good."
I kept sucking and slurping and chocking for about 5 minutes. He said he was about to cum and he pulled out again, bent down and kissed me again on the mouth for about 3 seconds, then stood back up straight and pressed his dick against his stomach.
"Suck my balls," he commanded. I got right to work on his request...swirling my tongue around the big walnut sized testicles. Sucking them into my mouth one by one, and swirled my tongue around every way possible.
"Mmmmmmm...yeah that's real good E." "Keep doing that shit"
After about a minute or two of this, he pulled his nuts out of my mouth with a "pop" sound, and stuck his dick back in my mouth. He grabbed me by my ears and started really face-fucking me.
"Mmmmm-hmmmmm...mmmmm-hmmmmm." He said in rhythm with his thrusts.
I was in heaven. There couldn't of been any other place I'd rather be at that very moment in time.
"Here it comes," he said under his breath. "Get ready to swallow ya niggas nut," he said.
"And you betta swallow all dis... shaaaaaaahhhhhhhiiiiiiit" he moaned as his cock began spasming in my throat. I felt several very strong hot gushes in the back of my throat. I could feel the cum rising out of my throat and out of the corners of my mouth. I squeezed my lips to hold it all in and pushed him back so I could nurse his head. He jumped a bit once I got my lips around just the head and began swallowing his cum while swirling my tongue around the tip.
"Fuck yeah...Damn Fuck yeah..." said Lamar.