Shaquille Oneal's son, Shaqir was beyond excited. His dad was taking him to the 2019 All-Star weekend. He was over the moon because his crush, Dwayne Wade's son, Zaire, was going to be there. He was so excited; he could barely contain himself. By the time they had gotten to their hotel, Shaqir was going crazy. "Would you relax, Qir (short for Shaqir)?" Shaq said. He knew exactly who he was waiting to see. "Where is he?" Shaqir asked. "Boy, if you don't calm down..." Shaq threatened. Shaqir was trying to calm down but, he was too excited. They went to the front desk to check in.
As Shaq signed them in, Shaqir looked all over the lobby. Then Shaqir saw Dwayne Wade walk into the lobby. He walked up to the front desk and looked at Shaq. "Hey, man." He said to Shaq. Before Shaq could answer, Shaqir cut him off. "Is Zaire here?" He asked. Dwayne chuckled and said, "Yea, he's here. He's just getting some stuff from the car." "He's been looking for your son ever since we got here." Shaq said, shaking his head. "I have not!" Shaqir objected. He didn't want to seem to anxious. "What have I told you about lying, young man?" Shaq asked sternly. Before Shaqir could answer him, Zaire walked into the lobby!
Shaqir looked at Zaire and grinned from ear to ear. "Damn, this dude is fine as fuck!" He thought to himself. Zaire was dressed in all black, which was Shaqir's favorite colors. "Hey, man." Zaire said. All Shaqir could do was grin his head off. "Didn't you hear him, man?" Shaq asked his son, poking him in his rib. "Um, y-yea, I heard him." Shaqir stammered. "Zaire, he couldn't wait to see you." Shaq said. "Dad!" Shaqir said sharply. He wished he hadn't told his dad about his crush on Zaire. He was so embarrassed and wanted to run away as fast as he could. The thing was, Zaire already knew he had a crush on him. I mean, it was so obvious. Even Zaire's dad knew about Shaqir's crush on his son. "Don't mind them." Zaire said. He put his hand over Shaqir's. That made Shaqir feel a whole lot better. "Let's go to one of the practice courts and shoot some hoops."
The two boys took off while their parents got their stuff and settled them into their hotel rooms. Zaire and Shaqir found a court that was away from all the crowds that were at the All-Star weekend. "Let's play some one-on-one." Zaire suggested. "We'll play to twenty-one." The two boys played all out. There was a lot of pushing and shoving. Even some "interesting" fouls that weren't called. At one point, Zaire squeezed Shaqir's butt as Shaqir backd him down in the paint. Another time, Zaire "Accidently" grabbed Shaqir's package as he went for the ball. "Sorry about that, man." By the time they were through, Shaqir's dick was hard as a rock and poking out of his shorts!
"Let's play one more game." Zaire suggested. "Let's play Horse...with a twist." "What kind of twist?" Shaqir asked nervously. "Nothing too big." Zaire said innocently. "Instead of getting a letter, when you miss, in this game, you lose a piece of clothing." "Are you crazy!" Shaqir exclaimed. "No way!" Are you scared?" Zaire asked. "What if someone comes in here?" Shaqir asked. "Nobody is gonna come in here." Zaire said confidently. "This place is empty. That's why we chose to play here, remember?" "I don't know, man." Shaqir said. "This sounds all kinds of risky." "Chicken!" Zaire taunted. "I am not chicken!" He shouted back. "Alright, you're on!"
As the game began, Shaqir was determined to win. He had studied the shots that Zaire took and the ones he took but, didn't make. He decided to practice those shots just in case he could use them in games. So, the game began. Shaqir had the ball first. He tried a trick shot which Zaire couldn't duplicate. "Take that shirt off." He ordered. Zaire removed his shirt, revealing his toned upper body, glistening with sweat. When he saw Zaire's chest, Shaqir gasped. Then he licked his lips. "Lord Jesus! That is one fine negro!" He thought to himself. Now, his dick was really stirring. Unfortunately, that was the first and last bit of clothing he'd get off Zaire. Zaire put on a trick shot clinic after that. Slowly but surely, Zaire managed to get Shaqir out of ALL of his clothes...And, it only took a half an hour to do it!
Shaqir covered his dick and balls in embarrassment. Zaire circled around Shaqir, getting a real good look at his butt. "Damn, you got a real nice butt, Shaqir." He said as he slapped Shaqir's ass. Shaqir jumped and turned around to face Zaire. The look of shock on his face was hilarious. "I can't believe you did that!" Shaqir said. "Move them hands." Zaire said. Shaqir kept his hands where they were. "Move them hands or, I'm gonna do it again. Shaqir slowly moved his hands from his crotch. His dick was rock hard and at full attention. "I think you liked it when I smacked that ass...At least, your dick liked it."
Zaire reached out and grabbed Shaqir's ass. This time, Shaqir just stood there. "This ass is so nice and soft." Zaire said. Shaqir didn't exactly know what to do with himself. This was all new and exciting. As he fondled Shaqir's booty, Zaire slid his own pants and underwear down around his ankles. "Why don't you reach back here and stroke my dick for me." Shaqir looked back and saw Zaire's dick. His eyes bugged out of his head. "That thing is huge!" Shaqir exclaimed. "...And, it's not even hard..." Zaire said. "Yet."
"Why don't you get on your knees and put this dick in your mouth." Zaire said. Shaqir turned to face him. At first, he didn't move. Then Zaire put his hands on Shaqir's shoulders and forced him to his knees. "Open that mouth, man." Shaqir opened his mouth and Zaire slid his dick into his mouth. Shaqir sucked on Zaire's dick like an ice cream cone. "Oooh, man, that feels so good!" Zaire could feel his legs starting to buckle from the pleasure so, he looked around for somewhere to sit. Lucily for him, the bleachers were out. "Let's go over there." Shaqir got up and followed him over to the bleachers. Before he sat down, Zaire quickly stripped out of all his clothes. When he saw him totally naked, Shaqir said, "I wanna lick you from your head to your toes!"
At first, Zaire thought Shaqir was joking. Then he looked into his eyes and realized that he was dead serious! "Alright, then." He said. "But, you'll have to start from my toes and work your way up." Shaqir grabbed Zaire's left foot and started licking the soles of his foot. "MMmm, that feels great! Fuck!" Shaqir licked Zaire's foot until it was slick and wet with his spit. Zaire wiggled his toes at Shaqir. "Don't forget to suck on these, man." "I'd never forget those sexy digits." Shaqir said. He opened his mouth and let Zaire stick his toes in his mouth. He lucked on each of Zaire's toes, starting with his big toe. As Shaqir sucked his toes Zaire slowly stroked his dick. "Damn, nigga! You must have majored in toe sucking 101." Zaire said. "This feels great!" "Naw, man." Shaqir said. "I took a master class!"
As he sucked on one foot, Shaqir gently massaged the other foot. "Oooh, shit! Damn! Mmmm!" Zaire moaned. "Man, you just don't know how good this feels!" "Damn, you got some really big feet." Shaqir said. "That's not the only thing that's big on me, man." Zaire said. Shaqir smiled at that. He couldn't wait to find out what else was big on Zaire Wade. So, Shaqir continued sucking on Zaire's feet, switching to the other foot. "FFUUCCKK!" Zaire had never felt this kinda foreplay before. This shit was beyond hot. This shit was out of this damn world!
Shaqir's tongue worked its way up Zaire's toned legs. As he hit Zaire's waist, Zaire shivered. "Shit, man. That tongue is fuckin' lethal!" Zaire moaned. "Damn!" Shaqir continued to lick around Zaire's waist, making Zaire's dick bounce up and down. "See what you done did?" Shaqir looked at Zaire's long dick. "You're gonna have to fix that." "What if I refuse?" Shaqir asked. "Then, you ain't getting out of here." Zaire said. "Is that so?" Shaqir asked. "Yep!" Zaire said. "I guess I'd better get to it then." Shaqir said. He opened his mouth as wide as he could and took in Zaire's dick. Zaire smiled and said, patting Shaqir on the head, "Good boy!"
Shaqir used his long tongue, licking up and down on the shaft. "Oooh, shit!" Zaire moaned. "Oooweee!" Every time Shaqir licked his dick, Zaire's body shivered. Waves of pleasure washed over him. "Mmmmm!" Zaire leaned back and closed his eyes as Shaqir continued to suck his dick. Then, suddenly, Shaqir began to hum with Zaire's dick still in his mouth. "OH FUCK!" That shit caught him off guard. "God damn, my nigga! What the fuck?" Zaire had never felt anything like this before. "What kind of crazy is this?"
"It's something special I learned from my dad." Shaqir admitted. "Then, I need to thank him." Zaire said, smiling. "Cause my dick hasn't been happier!" Shaqir continued to suck on Zaire's dick. Meanwhile, Zaire licked his middle finger and thumb and started playing with his tender nipples, pinching and caressing them roughly. "FUCK!" He could not believe how good his body felt. "I think it's time I bust that ass wide open!"
Shaqir was grinning from ear to ear. He was about to get fucked by his crush. "Get on the floor, on your back." Zaire said. "With your legs in the air." Shaqir assumed the position and Zaire slid his dick up his asshole. Immediately, Shaqir felt the length and thickness of Zaire's big fat dick. "FUCK, NIGGA!" He cried out. "You feel all that dick up inside you?" Zaire asked. "Hell, yeah!" Shaqir said. Zaire slammed his dick in and out of Shaqir's tight hole. "Damn, this hole is tight as fuck!" Zaire said, smiling down at Shaqir. "MMMMM!" Shaqir moaned. "GOD DAMN!" Shaqir could feel Zaire's dick all up in his guts! "How's that even fucking possible?" He thought to himself. "I mean, DAMN!"
As Zaire fucked Shaqir, he bent down and nibbled on his neck. "Fuck!" Shaqir moaned. Then Zaire passionately kissed Shaqir's lips, which knocked Shaqir for a loop. "Mmmm!" Shaqir's body trembled with every thrust of Zaire's dick. "Ahhhh! Ooooh!" Then, suddenly, Zaire pulled out. Before he could protest, Zaire said, "You need to ride this dick." So, he and Shaqir switched positions, with him lying on the ground and Shaqir getting on top. Shaqir knew that this was gonna be the ride of his life!
As soon as Shaqir straddled Zaire's body, sliding himself down on his dick, his eyes bugged out of his head. "OH FUCKIN' SHIT!" Shaqir roared. He felt like he was being impaled. He could swear that Zaire's dick was all the way up into his damn ribs! "Fuck, my nigga!" He bounced up and down on the dick like a pogo stick. "God damn!" "Damn, this hole is so fuckin' tight...." Zaire said. "...and wet!" Shaqir's ass was the tightest, wettest thing Zaire had been in for months! "Shit!" Meanwhile as he continued to bounce up and down on Zaire's monster dick, he began to slowly stroke his dick. "Oooowweeee!"
As he fucked Shaqir's asshole, Zaire felt his balls tighten. He grabbed Shaqir by the waist and bounced him faster and harder on his dick. "Shit!" Shaqir exclaimed, his eyes bulging out of his head. Then, it just got to be too much. He tried to get up off Zaire's dick. Zaire wasn't having none of it, though. He grabbed Shaqir's wrists and locked him into position. He violently bounced Shaqir on his dick. "OOOH! MMMM!" Shaqir moaned. "FFUUCCKK!" He felt like someone had just shoved the Washington monument up his ass. "GOD DAMN!" "You like that, Shaqir?" Zaire asked, taunting Shaqir. "MMMMM!" Shaqir moaned. Zaire bounced Shaqir harder on his dick. "THIS DICK BIG!" Shaqir stopped struggling as wave after wave of pleasure washed over him. "You like this big dick, Shaqir?" Zaire asked. "MMMM, YESSS!" Shaqir hissed, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. Then, suddenly, without warning, his dick got hard. Then he shot his load, hands free. His load landed on Zaire's face. Suddenly, Shaqir passed out.
"I'm gonna get you for that!" Zaire said. He pushed Shaqir off his and stood over him. Then he stroked his dick furiously. "AWWWW, FFUUCCKK!" Zaire's dick spewed cum like a M-16. Several of his loads landed on Shaqir's face. Then decided to have fun with Shaqir. He got his phone out and took several pics of his naked body. He made sure to take pics of Shaqir's fine ass. Then he got dressed. When he was done, he looked around. He saw Shaqir's clothes and shoes. He decided to take them as he walked off the court. "See you later, Shaqir." He said as he left. "I hope you find your way back to your hotel room." He laughed evilly as he left.
Zaire found Shaq and handed him his son's clothes. "These are Shaqir's." He said, handing the clothes over. Shaqir looked at the clothes. When it dawned on him that his son was butt naked, somewhere, Shaq laughed his head off. "Damn, man. That's cold!" Shaq said. "I love it!"
The End