"I want you to fuck me." Actor Michael Rainey, Jr said. He was standing in the doorway of fellow actor, Rotimi. Michael was standing at his trailer. Rotimi was wearing nothing but a towel on since he'd just taken a shower. "Come in, man." Rotimi said. "Let's talk." He led Michael into his trailer. "Have a seat." Michael sat down. "How bad do you want me to fuck you?" Michael thought for a moment. "I want you to fuck me real bad." He said. "Show me." Rotimi said. Michael thought for a moment. "What dos he want me to do?" He thought to himself. "Man, I want this so badly." Rotimi looked at Michael and asked, "What are you willing to do to get this dick?"
Now, that was a loaded question. Michael thought and then said, "Anything!" Rotimi smiled when he heard that answer. "Anything, hunh?" He asked. "Okay..." Now it was Rotimi's turn to think. Then it came to him. "First thing I want you to do is... kiss my feet. Both of them." Michael made a sigh of relief. "I thought you were gonna ask me to do something embarrassing." He said. So, he got down on his hands and knees and kissed both of Rotimi's bare feet. "Oh, I ain't done with you, yet." Rotimi said. He looked around his trailer. He saw a bag full of trash. "See that bag of trash." Michael looked at it and shook his head. "Well, I need you to take it to the dumpster for me." "Okay." Michael said as he got up and collected the trash. "I can do that." He walked to the door. "Oh, just one more thing." Rotimi smiled a toothy smile. "I need you to strip out your clothes before you go!"
That stopped Michael in his tracks. "Say what!" Michael exclaimed. "You heard me." Rotimi said, still grinning. "Take off them clothes before you take out the trash." "You want this dick, don't you." Michael said. "And I suspect you want me to do other things to you, don't you?" Michael had to think this all through. "I bet you're thinking I'm gonna renege on the deal as soon as I get back." Michael shrugged his shoulders. Michael wanted Rotimi's dick so badly. He would feel stupid as fuck if Rotimi was lying to him. "How bout this. If you come back and I still have this robe on, I have to suck your dick and I have to kiss your ass."
"Deal." Michael said, finally. He shook Rotimi's hand and began to undress. When he was finally finished, Rotimi whistled loudly. Michael's face turned several shades darker from embarrassment. "What?" Rotimi said innocently. "It ain't my fault your body is fine as fuck!" He reached out and caressed Michael's ass. "Oh yeah! I am definitely fucking that ass!" Then he slid his middle finger between Michael's ass cheeks, into his asshole. Michael winced slightly. "Oh, yea, man! It's on!" Michael smiled as walked to the door. As he went passed Rotimi, he smacked him on his ass. "Hurry back, man. I want that ass!"
Michael walked out of Rotimi's trailer and heard someone whistling at him. He looked down and realized his dick was exposed so, he covered it with the trash bag. People, especially men, still whistled at him and he couldn't figure out why. He walked past the executive producer's trailer. Just then, 50 cent and Omari Hardwick stepped out of the trailer. "Damn, youngin,' that ass is fine!" 50 cent said. "Indeed." Omari said. "Hold up a minute, Michael!" Michael stopped briefly as Omari caught up to him. "Where you off to, homie?" "I, um, I was, uh, hanging out with Rotimi." Michael said, nervously. He wondered what he'd gotten himself into.
Um, I gotta go take this to the trash." Michael said, holding up the stinky trash. 50 and Omari backed up. "Alright, man." 50 said. "You go do that." So, the two men let him pass but, not before each man grabbed Michael's ass cheeks and gave them a squeeze. A second later, Michael's dick was hard. "Dammit!" Michael thought to himself. "I'm gonna get Rotimi for this." Then he shook his head. "Who am I kidding? I've been wanting to be felt up by both of those guys since "Power" began!"
When he dumped the trash, he came back through. This time, he tried to go behind 50's trailer. Unfortunately, Michael forgot had a Bball hoop out back. 50 and Omari were sitting on the bench as he walked by. "Come here, bruh." 50 called out to Michael. 50 was the executive producer so, he couldn't exactly ignore the man. So, he walked over to se what he wanted (as if he didn't know). "Let me see that ass, again." 50 said. "What do I get in return?" Michael asked boldly. Both Omari and 50 looked at each other in surprise. "Oh shit!" Michael thought to himself. "What have I done?"
"What do you want?" 50 asked. "I mean, since you wanna see my ass," Michael said. "I think it's only fair that I get to see yours." Then, there was an awkward silence that lasted, at least, five minutes. 50 stood up and said as he unbuttoned his slacks. "Is that all you wanted?" He unzipped and unbuttoned his pants. He pulled his underwear down to his knees. "Come closer, so you can get a real good look."
Michael walked a little closer. He was close enough that he could smell both men's colognes. As he watched 50, who was shaking his ass, at this point, Omari started to join him. Omari, however, went a little further. He stripped butter ball naked! Michael looked up at the sky and said, "Thank you!" under his breath, of course. Michael was grinning from ear to ear. "You like what you see, hunh, man?" Omari asked. All Michael could do was continue to grin. "I'm gonna take that as a `Yes'." 50 said.
"Michael, you wanna touch my ass?" Omari asked. "Who wouldn't?" Michael asked. Omari's ass was just a little hairy and looked so damn edible. Michael, gently, slid his hand over Omari's ass. "What about mine, shorty?" 50 asked. So, Michael fondled both of their ass at the same time. At this point, he was in heaven... or, so he thought he was.
After a few minutes, 50 said, "Now, it's our turn." Michael readily agreed. "It seemed only fair." He thought to himself. They came up behind him and they both put a hand on one of his ass cheeks. The fact that each of their hands covered his entire ass cheek made his dick hard again. "Why your dick hard, man?" Omari asked. Michael just shrugged his shoulders. "I think he likes this." 50 said. "You mean us fondling this cute ass of his?" 50 shook his head yes. So, they both gripped his ass cheeks firmer. "Mmmm." Michael moaned softly. Omari looked at 50 and said, "Let's take this inside."
Before Michael could object in anyway, 50 lifted him up in the air and threw him over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes. They carried him around to the front of the trailer. As they walked, 50 and Omari saw Rotimi. "We'll bring Michael back to you when we're done." Omari grinned and said, "Whatever's left of him anyway."
When they got into the trailer, 50 set Michael down on the ground. Seconds later, Michael wrapped his arms around 50's waist and wouldn't let go. 50 looked dumbfounded. Omari looked back at him and shrugged his shoulders. Then 50 grabbed Michael's face and made him into his eyes. He bent down and kissed Michael gently. 50's lips were soft, and they felt good on Michael's own lips. Omari came up behind Michael and held him quietly. Michael smiled at the both of them and said, "I like this."
Then, as 50 and Omari started to rub up against him, Michael noticed a slight change. He noticed Omari had gripped his wrist a little tighter. Then, 50 began to bite his neck like he was a damn vampire. "What's going on, guys?" He asked a little nervously. "Just relax." 50 whispered in Michael's ear. Then he licked and nibbled on Michael's entire body, from his head to his toes. Michael's hard dick dripped cum. Every nibble and lick sent waves of pleasure surging throughout Michael's body. "Mmmm." Michael moaned. This was intense!
50 looked over at Omari who, immediately got his meaning. Then, suddenly, Omari immediately put Michael in a headlock. "What's goin' on!" Michael asked, terror going through him. "Relax, man." 50 said soothingly. "We're just gonna have some fun with you." He kissed Michael's lips, again. As he kissed him, 50 reached out and fondled Michael's nipples. "Mmmm." Michael moaned. Then 50 bent down and bit Michael's left nipple while he pinched the right. "FFUUCCKK!"
50 forcefully spread Michael's legs wide apart and slid his hands between Michael's legs. He grabbed Michael's dick and nuts and said, "Look what I've got!" "I think he needs a shave." Omari said. "Don't you?" "Yea, I think he needs one, too." 50 said and went into the bathroom. While he was gone, Michael started to struggle. "Naw, man." Omari said soothingly. "Just relax." When 50 came back, he held a razor and a bottle of shaving cream in his hands. He smiled at Michael and said, "Time for that shave."
So, 50 sprayed the shaving cream into his hands and smeared it all over Michael's dick and nuts. "Now, don't move!" He warned. Then 50 shaved Michael's dick and balls. In minutes, Michael's private area was neatly shaved. Then he took a wet towel and cleaned them off. Next, 50 tickled Michael's nuts, which got the dude's dick hard. "Well, damn!" Omari exclaimed. "I've never seen that before."
"That used to happen to me." 50 admitted. "When I was younger." He fondled Michael's nuts. Then, he did something neither Michael, nor Omari was expecting: 50 cent bent down and began to suck Michael's eight-inch dick! The shocked look on Omari's face was priceless! He didn't know 50 well but, he knew he didn't suck dick. At least, he thought he didn't. At least, that was the word on the street. "Maybe the streets were wrong, this time." He thought looking at 50, who was thoroughly enjoying himself. "Maybe..."
50 was sucking on Michael's dick like he was sucking on a popsicle. "MMMMM!" Michael moaned aloud. "Feels so good!" His body shivered with delight as 50 sucked him off real good. Meanwhile, Omari had reached around Michael with both hands and, gently pinched Michael's soft nipples. Omari's hands were rough and rugged, and they felt good on Michael's skin. "Oooh!"
As he continued to suck on Michael's dick, 50 removed his suit jacket and unbuttoned his dress shirt. Michael grinned as he rubbed 50'sbroad shoulders and muscular back. "How does one get a back like that?" Michael wondered. Meanwhile, Omari was nibbling on Michael's neck and ears, talking about all the nasty stuff he was gonna do to Michael's ass. Several times, Michael's knees buckled, and he nearly fell to the ground. "I think we're gonna have to take this to the back." 50 said. "Your body ain't gonna take much more of Omari talkin' dirty to you."
So, they carried Omari into the back of the trailer; one person grabbed his legs, someone else grabbed his arms. When they got to the back, Michael saw a king-sized bed waiting for them. 50 plopped Michael onto the bed. "Now, back to business!" he said, excitedly. He got down between Michael's legs and continued to suck on Michael's dick. Meanwhile, 50 felt Omari's hands caressing his ass cheeks. 50 had to admit he was very excited about the prospect of, potentially, having Omari's dick up his ass.
Omari licked his lips as he stared at 50's thick, fat ass. "Damn, G!" He exclaimed. 50 just chuckled to himself. He always got that response when people, especially the fellas, saw his ass. He got propositioned on a daily from the fellas to eat his ass. Anyway, Omari, gently pulled 50's ass cheeks apart and slid his long tongue up inside his hole. 50's eyes grew wide in an instant. He had to concentrate on sucking Michael's dick not to cum all over the damn bed. "It ain't easy, though." 5o thought to himself. "That tongue is fuckin' dangerous!"
Meanwhile, 50 positioned Michael so that he was on his back with his head hanging off the bed. He slid his dick down Michael's throat, again. This time, he was a bit more aggressive with it, gagging Michael with his dick. "Yea, man!" 59 said. "Choke on this dick!" "Oh, shit!" Omari said. "50's horny, again." Every time someone was sucking 50's dick and he got horny, he always tried to choke the person with his dick. Usually, the person could handle it. "We're about to see if Michael can handle that aggression."
Michael just smiled as he took 50's dick down his throat. What 50 and Omari didn't know was that he'd taken rapper/actor Common's dick down his throat before. "Now, that man's dick was huge." Michael thought to himself. "And he was aggressive as fuck! I thought he was gonna rape my mouth with that dick. Jesus!"
So, Michael happily sucked 50's dick. 50 slammed his dick in and out of Michael's mouth. Meanwhile, Omari was having his own fun. "You is one big booty nigga!" As he tongued 50's hole, Michael groped and grabbed 50's ass cheeks like they were big ole breasts. 50 wiggled his ass as Omari groped his booty. "Oooh, fuck!" 50 exclaimed. Between getting his dick sucked, getting felt up, and, getting his ass, 50 was about to lose his mind!
50's body had reached a pleasure point that Omari had witnessed once before. In other words, 50 was over stimulated. "50, can you hear me?" Omari asked. Michael got out from under 50 and looked into 50's eyes. "Why his eyes look funny?" He asked. "Oh, no reason." Omari said as he chuckled. "He's in his happy place." Michael looked confused. "Oh, you never seen him like this?" Michael, of course, shook his head, no. "Let me show you what I mean. Hand me that belt on the floor."
Michael handed Omari the belt. Then Omari bent 50 over a bit and... WHACK! WHACK! "OOOOH! FFUUCCKK!" 50 hollered. "SPANK ME, DADDY!" WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! With every powerful swat of the belt, 50's ass was getting darker and darker. "You'd better not cum, either!" Omari ordered. "Do you hear me?" "Yes, daddy." 50 said obediently. "Good." Omari said. "Now, lay down on your back with your legs in the air!"
"Now, Michael," Omari directed. "you sit on his face." At first, Michael looked at him like he was crazy. "You heard me! I said, sit on his face!" Michael quickly sat his ass down on 50's face. "50, can you hear me?" 50 put a thumbs up sign signifying that he could. Stick that long tongue my man's ass." Seconds later, Michael felt 50's long tongue sliding up in his ass. "Oooh shit!" Michael bellowed. Just then, Omari slid his dick up 50's fat ass. "MMMMMFFF!" 50 moaned. "MMMMFFFF!" "Hush boy!" Omari chided 50. Just take that dick!"
Omari long stroked 50's ass just the way 50 liked it. "I'mma tear this ass apart." Omari said to Michael. "You hear me, 50?" He slammed his dick deep up 50's hole. "Just like THAT!" "MMMMFFF!" 50 moaned. 50 could feel Omari's long dick all up in his guts. "The things I do for some dick." 50 thought to himself. "Fuck!" Meanwhile, Michael was in heaven! 50's tongue was incredible. "Mmmm." Michael moaned. Then, suddenly, Omari bent over and kissed Michael gentle on the lips. "What's your fantasy, man?"
Michael wanted to look around the room and see who Omari was talking to but, he knew Omari was talking to him. He looked him dead in the eye and said, "My fantasy is to have you tie me up, feel me up, and blind fold me!" "Well, damn!" Omari said, a little surprised. "That sounds crazy, doesn't it?" "It's crazy but, I like it!" he was about to pull out when he realized 50 might be enjoying his dick. He looked over at the nightstand and saw a dildo. "Grab that for me."
Michael handed Omari the dildo. Then Omari slid the dildo up 50's ass and turned it on. Apparently, it was electric (who knew?). "Hold this in his ass till I get back." Omari said, handing the dildo over to Michael. Michael slid the dildo up 50's ass again. "MMMMFFFF!" 50 moaned. As he held the dildo, Michael watched Omari go looking for something. "Something to tie me up with, I think." Michael said out loud. "You guessed it!" Michael said as he smiled at Michael. When he came back, Omari had several pieces of rope in his hands and a blindfold. "Put this on." Omari handed Michael the blind fold. "I don't want you to see what I'm about to do to you."
Once Michael put on the blind fold, he was in total darkness. "I can't see shit." Michael said. "Um... that's the idea." Omari said. He reached out and pinched Michael's soft nipples. Michael tried to block an imaginary hand and missed. "Good. You can't see shit." With that pronouncement, Michael's dick got hard. "So, you do like being tied up and helpless." He stroked Michael's dick just for shits and giggles. "Now put your hands behind your back."
Michael quickly put his hands behind his back. Just as quickly, Omari tied them up tight. Then he pinched Michael's ass cheeks hard. "Owww!" Michael hollered. "Hush, boy!" Omari scolded. Omari reached down, between Michael's legs, grabbed Michael's dick, and, stroked it slowly. "FFUUCCKK!" At this point, Michael was dying to cum. "Please, let me cum!" He begged. "Not yet." Omari teased. He walked around to face Michael. Then, suddenly, Omari grabbed Michael's ankle and pulled off his sock. "No!" Michael screamed, beginning to giggle. "Not that!"
Omari swiped his fingers up and down the soles of Michael's feet. Two things happened: One, Michael laughed out loud and, two, Michael came! (I bet you weren't expecting that.) Michael tried to pull his foot away but, Omari was just too strong. "Uncle! Uncle!" Michael squealed. "I give!" Omari promptly let Michael's foot...then, he thought better of it. Before he let it go, Omari kissed the top and bottom of Omari's foot. Michael just grinned. "You liked that, hunh?" Omari asked. "Yes." Michael said softly. "Can you fuck me now. Then they heard "MMMMFFF!" They had both forgotten about 50!
Omari looked pulled out his dick from 50's asshole. He helped Michael get off 50's face. "Y'all two need to switch places." Omari said. "But 50, you need to get down here and get this booty juice off me." He made 50 kneel before him. "Now use your mouth to get my dick clean." "Where do you want me?" Michael asked. "Get up on the bed and lay on your stomach." Omari said. "I got some business to take care of with that ass." Michael was beyond excited. His dick was rock hard already!
Michael got on the bed. "Now, 50, stand on the other side of the bed." Omari said. 50 obediently did as he was told. "Now, Michael suck that man's dick while I fuck your ass! Before Michael could say anything, 50 shoved his dick in Michael's mouth. "Mmmmffff!" Michael said (or that's all they heard, anyway). Several times, Michael nearly gagged on 50's big ass dick. "Mmmmmfffff!" "Hush, boy!" 50 said as he slapped Michael's plum booty hard. "Uh oh!" Omari said. "You'd better do as your told!"
When Omari shoved his dick up Michael's hole, Michael's tried to scream but, 50 shoved his dick down his throat before he could make a sound. "MMMMFFFF!" Michael said... Well, he didn't say that exactly. It was just that was the only thing that came out of his mouth. At the other end, Michael was being fucked off the damn ground.... Literally! Every time Omari shoved his dick up Michael's ass, he lifted Michael a few inches off the ground. "Help me out, Michael!" Omari said excitedly. "Spread them ass cheeks, man!"
Michael grabbed his ass cheeks and spread them wide apart. "Yea, man!" Omari said. "Let me up in that ass!" Omari shoved his dick up Michael's hole, once again. This time, Michael's body tingled all over and his dick got hard. He couldn't scream (50's dick was still in his mouth), so, he didn't even bother. "This ass is fantastic!" Omari rubbed Michael's sweaty ass. Then he slapped it hard. Next, the groping began. Both 50, and Omari groped Michael's bubble butt. Michael moaned each time but, they didn't pay him any mind!
Michael felt so dirty and unclean at that moment. "I feel like a ten cent hoe!" He thought to himself. "I know I'm supposed to feel ashamed about this but, truthfully, I don't." "you like this, don't you?" Omari asked Michael. 50 pulled his dick out of Michael's mouth so he could answer the question. "It's okay if you do." Michael looked down, as if he were ashamed. "Don't you dare look ashamed." 50 said. "It's alright if you like us treating you like a hoe." He lifted Michael's head up gently and kissed it. "Cause you are one good hoe!" Michael looked up at 50 and said, "The best!"
SLAP! 50's big hand came crashing down on Michael's ass like a wrestler crashing down on his opponent from the top rope! And it hurt like hell! "FFUUCCKK!" At the same time, however, his dick was hard and spewing cum underneath him. "50, this man is cummin' like a leaky faucet!" Omari said, grinning from ear to ear. "Spank him again!"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! 50's hands rained down on Michael's ass, getting it darker and darker. "MMMM!" Michael moaned with pleasure. His entire body twitched and squirmed. "Keep that ass still!" 50 barked. "Or I'mma fuck you my damn self!" Now, this was what Michael really wanted; to be fucked by 50 cent!
Michael had wanted to be fucked by 50 since they started shooting power. So, Michael wiggled squirmed, and moved every which way. "Oh, you think I'm playing?" 50 asked as he yanked Michael's head up, making him look him in the eye. Michael wiggled his ass some more. 50 knew Michael wanted that ass fucked. "Why else would he be disobeying me?" he thought to himself. "Well, let me give him what he wants!"
"Man, come here and hold his hands." 50 said. Omari walked over to Michael's other end and grabbed Michael's arms from 50. 50 walked over to Michael's booty and smacked it as he got into place. "You ready to get your ass fucked, hoe?" "I hear ya talkin'." Michael said in a smart aleck tone. SMACK! SMACK! "Apologize!" 50 demanded. Michael looked back and said, simply, "Nope!" "Okay, then." 50 said. "It's your funeral!"
50 rammed his ten inch thick dick up Michael's hole. Michael thought that the cum Omari let off in his hole would make the dick go in easy; no such luck. Michael felt like his hole was on fire, like Omari had never been inside him. "OWWWWW!" He cried out. "MMMMM!" "Hush, boy!" 50 c0mmanded as he slapped Michael's sweaty ass cheeks. 50 grabbed Michael's shoulders and slammed his dick up Michael's hole. "OWWWWW!" "That's it, bitch!" 50 yelled, smiling the hole time. "Let me hear you scream!" 50 pummeled that ass deep and hard. "MMMMMMM! OOOOH! AHHHHHHH!" "Shut him up, man!" 50 said to Omari. Omari shoved his dick down Michael's throat. "That's better!" Now, 50 piston fucked Michael's worn out hole like a crazy person, slamming his dick in and out of his hole. Michael was in heaven! 50's dick was on point! Even if 50 crippled him with that dick, he didn't care. "This shit feels so damn good!" Michael thought to himself. "Fuck!"
Sweat dripped from 50's body as he rammed his dick up Michael's hole. "You feel that dick?" He asked. All Michael could do was moan. If he could have spoken, he would have replied, "Hell yeah!" That dick was rearranging his inside. "And it feels so good!" Michael thought to himself. "AWWW, FUCK!" 50 roared, suddenly. "I'M GONNA CUM!"
50 quickly pulled out of Michael's sweaty ass and said, "Come here!" He yanked Michael down to the ground onto his knees. "Come get my load, boy!" Omari walked over to 50 and Michael as he stroked his dick. Michael began to smile broadly. "I think he knows what's coming." Omari said. "Well, then, let's give it to him." 50 said as both men stroked their dicks as Michael sat waiting. He didn't have to wait to long, though. "FFUUCCKK!" 50 roared. Mere seconds later, his load came raining down on Michael's face. Another second later, Omari followed with his load.
Several loads splattered onto Michael's face and hair. He was covered (at least, his head was) in 50 and Omari's cum. Instantly, his dick was rock hard. "Looks like he needs to cum, too." Omari said as he reached down and gently stroked Michael's dick. "No! Stop!" Michael protested. "I'm gonna cum!" Michael was worried about getting in trouble for cumming on the floor. 50 yanked Michael to his feet. Then he got down on the floor in front of Michael and said, "Then, cum in my mouth!"
Michael was shocked at what 50 said but, he didn't have time to think about it. He furiously stroked his dick. "OOOHH MMMYYY GGGODDDD!" He bellowed. Then he began dumping load after load down 50's throat. His loads seemed endless. "Well, damn, Michael!" Omari exclaimed. The young man was cumming more than 50 and himself put together. When Michael finally stopped he collapsed onto the floor and passed out. When he finally came to, he was tied up, still naked, and 50 was knocking at the door of a trailer. When the door opened, Rotimi came out. "I believe this is yours." 50 said. "Found him wandering through the trailers."
"Could you help me get him inside?" Rotimi asked. So, 50 carried him inside. "Where do you want him?" 50 asked. "On the bed." Rotimi said. "We got unfinished business." So, 50 carried Michael onto the bed. "You want him chained to the bed?" 50 asked. "Yea, that would be a good idea." Rotimi said. So, 50 helped Rotimi chain Michael to the bed. "Well, it's been real fun, dude, but" 50 said. "I gotta go." 50 slapped Michael's soft ass cheeks one last time before he left. When 50 finally left, Rotimi turned to Michael and grinned evilly. "Uh oh!" Michael thought to himself. "I'm in trouble now!"
The End