The District

THE DISTRICT-44 THE WRAP UP

Written by: Eugene Marvin (aka) NPhillydogg@aol.com

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THE ELECTION

53 yr old David McConnell was officially declared the winner of the mayoral election in Philadelphia, getting nearly 90% of the votes [for those who bothered]. He accepted the win with a small televised speech, promising to clean up Philly and get the city back to its former majesty.

His campaign celebrated long after the cameras left, drinking champagne and eating specially designed cake. McConnell was greeted by a lot of supporters, including the state's current Governor: Corbin Murphy. Murphy made a point to travel to McConnell's campaign house in Manayunk to congratulate him personally. McConnell was elated to meet the new Governor, knowing they might be working closely together throughout their terms.

The Governor arrived with his entourage, including his newest assistant: Brian Dunn. Dunn stood by the Governor's side during the unofficial meeting. He introduced the two gentlemen as Governor Murphy smiled and McConnell [unknowingly] frowned upon seeing Dunn again so soon.

"I just wanted to say congratulations on your win as Mayor..." said the Governor, shaking McConnell's hand. "...and I look forward to meeting together soon to figure out whatever strategies you may have on getting your failing city back on track!"

"Failing...?" asked McConnell, slightly insulted by the description.

"Yes..." answered The Governor. "...the murder rate is up 20%, housing is down 60%, unemployment is at an all-time high, your city's contracts expire in the new year, and I hear you're Police Force and Sanitation Department's already prepared to strike! Now if I'm WRONG on my information, please, correct me!"

McConnell glanced over at Dunn, knowing HE was probably the one supplying Murphy with information.

"uh...thank you, Governor..." he said, distracted by Dunn's smiling presence.

"Yes, well..." interrupted Dunn, stepping up. "...the Governor is very busy...! And uh, Governor..., we have that OTHER engagement you have scheduled tonight...!" he reminded, tapping the older white man on the arm.

"Oh yes, right..." said Murphy, heading back to his personal limo.

McConnell grabbed Dunn by the arm, pulling him back for a private conversation...

"What the FUCK are you doing here with Governor Murphy...?!" he asked, trying not to look as angry as he was.

"I CONVINCED the Governor to come down and show some support, despite the detest he feels on hearing about your GAY background and Elliott's behavior as a police officer...!" informed Dunn quietly, puling McConnell in closer as he whispered... "See..., I STILL look out for you even though you threw me out of your city and threatened me with arrest...! I'm the best friend you'll ever have, David..., I don't understand WHY you don't see that...!"

"You're SICK, Dunn..." responded McConnell, watching as the professional assistant turned and followed the Governor out of the building.

A long black limousine sat outside. The driver opened the door as Governor Murphy got into the backseat, followed by Brian Dunn. The driver closed the door as the rest of Governor Murphy's entourage got into smaller town cars following behind. The chauffeur got behind the wheel, then pulled off to head to the next cameo.

With tented windows blocking the view inside, Dunn immediately attacked the Governor's crotch, ripping at his zipper and undoing his belt, picking up where they left off before they arrived.

"I'm so glad you came to work for me..." said Governor Murphy, watching as Dunn pulled out his stiff 8" dick. "...my last two female assistants couldn't suck cock for shit..., AND the one before them tried to fake a pregnancy to extort money from me...! Having a gay GUY assistant eliminates all those problems!"

"Always glad to be of assistance, Governor!" smiled Dunn, before dropping his head down over Murphy's dick, swallowing the long hard white rod straight down into his throat.

Murphy groaned aloud as he leaned back in the limo's comfortable leather seats. He'd had head from guys before [during his college years], but hadn't since getting married and settling down with a handful of mistresses. Politics often got him a lot of cunt. However his entourage was often paying off women and covering his mistakes after women threatened to go public when he decided to cut them loose and stop seeing them.

Brian Dunn came into the Governor's life through referral. As former assistant and liaisons to former mayor [Anthony Edwards], Dunn made a lot of connections throughout the political world, and his blow jobs were legendary. Governor Murphy interviewed the ambitious mixed race candidate with the idea of replacing a disgruntle female employee. Dunn's references were impeccable, especially his glowing endorsement from mayoral candidate David McConnell, who apparently wrote `Dunn's presence was essential to my campaign! Anyone hiring him could only benefit from his knowledge and expertise in the social and political arenas! He has a unique understanding on what his employer needs to become better at their job! He is a great asset to have in your department! Sincerely, --David McConnell".

Of course the REAL McConnell knew nothing about this endorsement. Among one of Dunn's many talents was the talent to forge his employer's signatures.

Even with Dunn's references, Murphy was reluctant to hire a MAN for the job, as he enjoyed chasing and seducing all the women in that position. However ONE endorsement spoke of Dunn's amazing oral abilities and discretions, as well as his nonstop around the clock commitment to his employers [meaning: he was always available for quickies at any time of the day or night]. Murphy squirmed uncomfortably in his seat as he thought back on his wild college days, and found himself adjusting his crotch under the table.

Dunn's eagle-eye noticed Murphy's adjustments, and offered to give him a sample of his abilities. Murphy had a half-hour free for the interview, and decided a hot discreet 10 minute blow job might be in order. Locking the doors to his office, he scooted back in his seat and let Dunn waltz around behind the desk. Dunn got onto his knees before the Governor [who was dressed in signature dark colored pinstripe], and began unfastening his pants.

"uh...this stays between you and I, right...?" asked Murphy, "I mean, even if I don't decide to hire you...?"

"Correct, Governor..." agreed Dunn, knowing chances were high that he'd get the job afterwards. "...consider it my contribution to your political campaign...!"

Murphy smiled as Dunn opened his pants and pulled his erect cock out over the waistband of his boxer briefs. Dunn knew the Governor's time was limited and that a long leisurely blow job was almost certainly out of the question on the first meet. Aiming the cock towards his mouth, Dunn bowed his head and immediately swallowed the Governor's 8" rod whole. Murphy gasped in delight when he stiff standing pride and joy was suddenly engulfed down into the warm silky throat of the man before him.

"Oh god..." moaned Murphy, "...you're much better than your recommendations led me to believe...!"

Dunn mashed his face in the Governor's groin, feeling his cock pulse in his throat. Without waiting for a reaction he began bobbing his head, tightening his throat muscles as he slipped the long slick white prick in and out of his mouth. Governor Murphy laid back in his chair, getting the best blow job he'd ever received with an office full of people standing just outside his door. Dunn didn't have to work but 3 minutes of intense nonstop suction before Governor Murphy was squirming in his seat, holding onto the arm rests of his chair as his cock started to pulse and throb uncontrollably. He stifled a scream as his lust went over the edge. He grabbed the back of Dunn's head and forced his cock into the back of his throat before blowing his load, shooting a huge wad of cum straight down the mixed breed's throat, feeding him the Governor's Toast!

Dunn greedily drank the load, feeling the warm spurts shoot down into his stomach as he took the Governor whole. When Murphy's hands finally released his head, he suckled the last remnants of cum from his shaft before pulling off...

Murphy smiled as he glanced down at Dunn sheepishly...

"Need I say, --you got the job...!" he informed.

Since then Dunn swallowed a practical gallon of the Governor's sperm, drinking it [sometimes 2 or 3 times] daily.

Dunn bobbed his head in the back of the limousine, loving the way the cock felt in his mouth and throat. He held onto the opening of The Governor's pants, pulling it open wide to prevent it from getting wet with his saliva as he slid his mouth up and down the shaft.

Governor Murphy was 5'10", 165 lbs, dark haired and quite hairy. Dunn's nose disappeared into his pubic forest every time he buried his cock into his throat. The Governor leaned his head back against the back of the seat and moaned every time Dunn swallowed his prick. He'd had head from dozens of women since becoming a politician, but no one sucked his cock as well as his new male assistant. Governor Murphy grabbed the back of Dunn's head and started pulling it down further into his groin, fucking the assistant's face. Dunn knew The Governor was close to losing his load when he felt him starting the thrust up into his face, meeting him thrust for stroke. Dunn tightened his lips as he sucked, feeling The Governor's cock pulse as he ran his tongue hungrily along the length of the underbelly. Murphy threw his head back and groaned aloud as he thrust up into Dunn's mouth while simultaneously pulling his head down into his lap.

"UURRRHHHHHH...!!" he grunted as the cum shot out of him, shooting into Dunn's throat as he forced the gay assistant's mouth down about the base of his cock.

Dunn felt the cum shooting down his throat in quick succession, coating and painting his esophagus creamy white as his dick pulsed and throbbed in his throat. The limousine pulled to a stop far sooner than either man expected.

"Uh-oh..." said Murphy, realizing they had already managed to reach the next destination.

The driver got out and walked to the rear of the car to open the door. Dunn got out first [which was unusual for the assistant to get out before the celebrity], giving Murphy time to adjust his trousers. A small crowd had gathered outside banquet hall Governor Murphy was to attend as a speaker, waiting to get a glimpse of the man that might one day be president. Dunn hesitated outside the limo door, keeping people from looking in as he smiled and waved at no one in particular. It wasn't until Murphy gently pushed him aside did he step out of the way, allowing the Governor room to exit. People began applauding, rushing up to greet the Governor, shaking his hand before entering the banquet.

Brian Dunn stood in the background, watching the Governor work his magic over the crowd, no one knowing he'd just blown his load down the throat of his male assistant in the back of his limo. Dunn smiled to himself as he followed the crowd inside, knowing The Governor was slated to speak. There was a good chance he might be able to get another hot load out of his employer's balls on the ride home, as Governor Murphy usually got aroused after speaking before an audience.

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Past Revelations [continued from chap-41, pt-2]

24 yr old DeWayne [DMoney] Wright and 35 yr old Winston [Kane] Sinclair drove 23 yr old Kenneth [Kobe] Brown to a remote motel where they could help clean him up after rescuing him from a racially charged gangbang he received at the hands of Frank Castell and the dock workers at The Vinchelli Family's loading pier by the South Philly water front. Despite wanting to see Kobe punished severely for what he did to him, Money just couldn't condone Kobe being physically whipped like a plantation slave by Castell and his men. Kane argued that it was all done in HIS honor, but Money understood the sadistic pleasure Castell and his mostly white dock employees undoubtedly got from the one time `lynching'.

Pulling his Hummer around to the back of the motel [out of the public's sight], he and Kane helped walk Kobe into the last room where they washed him up in the shower and mended his raw wounds with peroxide and bandages. Kobe apologized profusely, begging for Money's forgiveness, but each unwanted whimper was met by a swift slap across the face by Kane's strong backhand.

"Shut the fuck up, asshole..." he warned, shoving Kobe down onto the bed after wrapping his back in bandages. "...yur ass ain't outta the fire yet!"

"Please Money..." continued the former wannabee. "...I only did what I did cuz I was bein' ENCOURAGED to...!"

"I said SHUT THE FUCK UP...!" snapped Kane, ripping off his leather belt to beat the shit out of the captive.

"Wait...!" said Money, wanting to hear what he had to say.

Kobe realized Money was giving him an opportunity to explain...

"I...I...I only did it cuz Frank and KANE waz tellin' me they really wannit you outta the picture so they could sell FUC in yur territories...!" he disclosed.

"That's a fuckin' LIE...!" countered Kane. "He'll say ANYTHING to keep from gettin' served! HE came to US sayin' he could get YOU to change yur mind..., said HE hadda-lotta influence over you! So we told him to GO FOR IT!"

"I'm sure there's a lil' truth in BOTH versions..." thought Money, aloud. "...but as the `man in charge' of my affairs, YOU was supposed to have my BACK at all times...!" he said to Kobe, head-on. "YOU fucked up big time thinkin' just cuz you made a deal with Kane and Castell that they'd have yur back! You ain't EARNED yur rite to the position! You still a KID tryin'na BE a man! The ONLY position yuv earned for yurself rite now is: FUCKED!"

"Money...please man..." started Kobe, pleading...

"Did'n I say SHUT UP!" said Kane, backslapping him across the lips. "What we gonna DO with this punk...?" he asked Money, staring down at Kobe's beaten body.

Money thought...

"POOH always said any mofo could kill a nigga with a gun..., but it takes a REAL motherfucka to FUCK a man within an inch of his life..., makin' him WISH he was dead!" quoted Money.

"So THAT'S the drill...?" asked Kane, absentmindedly rubbing his crotch as he pictured himself butt fucking Kobe's ass. "We fuck the shyt outta `em...?"

Kobe's eyes widened with fear. He'd just been fucked by several of Castell's dock men after being whipped like an animal. While the beatings were vicious, the dock men's dicks weren't nearly as big as Money's and Kane's. Kobe was able to deal with the pain of penetrated simply because the beatings were far worse, the searing stings of the whippings across his bloody back out weighing the painful stabs to his virgin anus.

NOW however, Money was planning to fuck him as the sole focus, putting more emphasis on his asshole with their bigger dicks. Kobe saw both Money AND Kane in action, he knew how they liked to fuck, and he wasn't about to just sit back and wait to be plundered...!

"HEY...!" shouted Kane, as Kobe made a dash for the door.

Money blocked Kobe from opening it, using his foot as a stopper. Kobe took a swing at Money's face, but missed [when Money dodged backwards], hitting the door. Kane grabbed Kobe from behind, then roughly threw him across the room and onto the bed backwards. Driving on top of him, he wrestled Kobe into a submissive position by sitting on his head and shoulders and forcing his legs back up over his torso.

"AHHHHH...!" screamed Kobe, trying to bite into the tough denim of Kane's jeans.

Money decided NOW was as good a time as ever to enact punishment on Kobe, and started to undo his pants.

"THAT'S what I'm talkin' bout!" cheered Kane, eager to see Money in action again. "Need some HELP gettin' that bad boy hard...?" he offered.

Money stripped off his pants, then climbed onto the bed and presented his pelvis in Kane's face. Kane's eyes focused on Money's dangling tool as he swooped in and scooped it up in his mouth and started sucking. The dick started to harden instantly, growing in size and length. Money watched Kane [his sworn enemy] suck his mouth back and forth along his erection, wrapping his dark [smoker's] lips around his hard phallus as he smoothly slid his mouth along the spit wet shaft, swallowing it to the root and back up to the head, painting it thoroughly with saliva.

Money had to admit that Kane's mouth felt awfully nice sliding on his dick, but he didn't want to waste his load by shooting it down his throat [although tempted]. Pulling out, he dropped to his knees before Kobe's ass and slapped his 8 and 1/2 inch dick along the hairy ass crack. Kobe jumped, finding more fight as he struggled to get away. Money grabbed the backs of his legs and helped Kane keep them steady by pressing his weight down on the backs of his thighs. Aiming his mouth over Kobe's ass, he drooled spit down onto the anus before pushing his dickhead IN against the hole. Kobe's anus tightened automatically, trying to seal itself to protect the inner rectum. Money pressed in hard, causing his dickhead to pop through the fighting sphincter muscles to bury into the anus.

"AARRRRRHHHHH...!!" screamed Kobe, biting into Kane's ass [the thick denim fabric keeping his teeth from sinking in]. Kane alternated watching Money's dick slip into Kobe's no longer virgin asshole, and watching Money's facial expressions. He loved seeing the tranquil look on Money's handsome face when he buried his dick to the hilt in Kobe's ass.

"How's it feel...?" he asked curiously, watching Money's hairy pubes smash into Kobe's buns.

"He's tight!" said Money, closing his eyes in rhapsody, feeling how Kobe's anal muscles clamped and squeezed around his shaft. "He's tight as shit!" added Money, feeling the anus clamp down painfully [trapping him inside].

Kobe struggled to get from under the combined weights of his attackers. With both Kane AND Money holding his legs, he was doubled over in half, exposing his ass vulnerably while Kane sat on his upper chest and neck like an anchor.

"Fuck that muthafucka, Money!" encouraged Kane, as Money started to thrust back and forth, sliding his dick over the gripping sphincter muscles.

"ARRHHHH...!!" grunted Kobe, wrestling one arm free from under Kane's weight. Reaching up over Kane's back, he dug his nails into the space between his shoulder blades, trying to pry him off top of him. Kane screamed out loud in physical pain, then punched Kobe unexpectedly in the stomach, causing the captive to nearly throw up as the air was knocked out of his lungs [and his asshole tightened madly about Money's dick].

Angry, Kane reached down and roughly twisted Kobe's scrotum, causing the bottom man to scream in pain.

"Do that shyt again, and I'll CUT yur balls off with a jagged edged knife!" he threatened.

Kobe stopped struggling as Money continued fucking, his hips on automatic as they pumped nonstop throughout the fight, paying little to no concern for Kobe's anguish as he fucked forth. Kobe could feel the dick digging through his ass, fucking him like a bitch as it reached through him and fucked deep into his gut.

Getting tired of hearing Kobe's painful wails, Kane reached down and unbuttoned his pants. Lifting off the captive, he instructed Money to hold tighter as he removed his pants and underwear before climbing back atop Kobe. Money held Kobe's legs flat against his chest while Kane undressed. Kane climbed back aboard, dragging his half hard dick over Kobe's upturned face. "Suck my dick, faggot!" he ordered, plopping his backside back down over Kobe's face. When Kobe took too long to respond, he re-gripped his balls and twisted them like marbles. Kobe winched in painful response [his already tight asshole flexing vigorously about Money's tool], searching for Kane's dickhead with his mouth, taking it IN as requested.

Kane loosened his grip on Kobe's sore balls only after feeling his wet lips wrap around his dick and start sucking. "And you'd betta do a good job..." he threatened, looking down between his legs as Kobe stuffed his mouth full. "...suck that fuckin' dick like you LIKE it, or yur balls'll be lyin' onna floor b'fore we're done!"

Kane and Money looked at each other, smiling broadly at Kane's threat as Kobe responded by sucking as well as a straight novice possibly could. He released Kobe's aching balls as Money continued thrusting into him.

"You kno' you look HOT AS HELL fuckin' this lil' punk like that...!" said Kane, flirting.

"This's just business..." reminded Money. "...it ain't a personal session b'tween you and me!"

"I understand..." said Kane, noting that Money wanted to keep a distance between them, probably because of what Kobe said earlier. Knowing Kobe was likely the only thing standing between he and Money having a more personal relationship only made him angrier at the trader. He adjusted his hips until they hovered over Kobe's face, then started jabbing his throat with deeper thrusts.

Kobe choked instantly on Kane's prick, his body jerking in revulsion as his throat locked and seized, refusing entry. Kane continued face fucking, uncaring if the man choked to death or not as he rammed his mouth while Money fucked his ass.

Kane watched Money perform, stabbing his dick in and out of Kobe's ass. He watched Money's entire dick emerge from the sucking asshole, only to rebury itself again and again, building lust and momentum as Money picked up the pace and started fucking faster.

Kane couldn't help staring as Money fucked, facing each other face to face. There was just something innately sensual about the sexy drug dealer, something Kane couldn't shake from his system. He'd been attracted to Money since the beginning, but never thought anything would ever happen between them [given their rough lifestyles as ruthless men].

Money paid Kane little mind as he fucked Kobe with revenge on his mind. He still had flashbacks of getting butt fucked by Kobe and Monk as they force fed him FUK anally. His sole purpose for being there was to retake control over his organization, to shut Kobe DOWN and reinforce his role as Head of The Underground. Kane reassured him that nobody knew HE was the one under the masked hood getting gangbanged in one of his most popular drug houses. He was still nervous to face his men, knowing they ALL had been inside him. He hoped he could intercept Monk before he spilled the beans and told everyone WHO it really was under that hood. Just thinking how Kobe betrayed him and physically fucked him over made him angrier, causing him to thrust into the vulnerable ass harder.

Kobe groaned around the mouthful of dick blocking his oral cavity. He tried NOT to bite into Kane's shaft, knowing his balls were being held accountable for every mistake he made.

"YO..., WATCH YUR FUCKIN' TEETH, ASSHOLE!" shouted Kane, slapping Kobe's balls.

Money could feel himself starting to get close to coming as he leaned forward and started fucking freely, stabbing Kobe deeply with 8.5 inches of hard shaft. He pounded his former henchmen like a beating victim, slapping his pelvic bone into him as he drove his hips home with every stroke. Kobe groaned aloud as the fuck thrust got deeper and rougher, banging and burying into his ass like the sweet hand of justice.

"I'm about to cum...!" announced Money, feeling his dick beginning to throb.

"Fill that bitch's ass with yur nutt!" snarled Kane, wanting to see Money cum.

He waited until he saw the pained/pleasure senses reading across Money's face before he reached up and locked his hand behind Money's head, pulling his face forward to kiss.

"Oh fuck..." groaned Money, about to lose his load when he suddenly found himself in a lip-lock with Kane, Kane's thick wet tongue slithering into his mouth as if moving in.

The two men French kissed as the cum started shooting from Money's deeply embedded dick, his aching balls contracting firmly in the sac as they emptied into Kobe's colon. "UUURRRRMMMMMPPPHHHH...!!!" groaned Money into Kane's mouth as he came, shooting thick ropey wads of cum directly into Kobe's anal canal.

Kobe could feel the dick throbbing inside him. He could FEEL the warm deluge of sperm rushing into his bowels, searing him with the enemy's load. Kane and Money continued kissing long after Money's dick stopping coming, suckling each other's tongues before he withdrew from Kobe's suctioning ass.

"Yur turn...!" he invited.

Kane smiled as the two men switched places. Kobe tried begging Money for more forgiveness, hoping he'd take mercy on him as Money stuffed his mouth with his half hard dick, and Kane got into position between his legs. Kane watched Kobe's asshole pulse sorely for a few seconds, dreading the deep fucking it knew was coming. Without giving any warning, he aimed his dick and rammed it all the way inside, sinking three quarters of the way IN before the tightly gripping anus could stop him.

"DAMN...he IS tite!" he agreed, loving the way the anus squeezed his shaft like a vice grip.

Kobe groaned around Money's dick as it helped muffle his screams. Kane started fucking immediately, not giving Kobe's ass a moment to relax or recover as he plowed straight through him. He wanted to torture the boy, to teach him a lesson [not about turning on Money, but about telling the truth on HIM!].

Kane pulled Money back into another lip-lock, French kissing him while he fucked Kobe hard and deep. Despite having a freshly planted wad of Money's seed in his colon, Kobe's asshole was still tight as Kane had trouble moving in and out of him until the anus finally started to loosen and adjust to the size of his 9.5" dick. Kane and Money kissed through most of Kane's fuck, with an occasional break to suck each other's erect nipples. Kane would latch his suctioning mouth to Money's pecs, biting and nibbling the hard ripe rivets until they were standing sore. Money would return the favor before the two started tongue wrestling again.

Kobe suffered through Kane's rough fucking as he pounded at his asshole like a rapist. With his tongue halfway embedded down Money's sucking throat, he came in Kobe's ass, flooding his anal passage with a tidal wave of cream. Money twisted Kane's nipples with his fingers as they continued to kiss throughout. Once Kane removed his dick, Money retook his place in the saddle, fucking Kobe again.

For the next 3 hours or so they took turns fucking the captive, using his ass as a cumdump while getting intimately reacquainted with one another. After leaving multiple loads in Kobe's colon, they tied him down naked on his back to a roll away rack in the back of Money's Hummer, pulling his legs up over his torso and tying them to his wrists, doubling him in half and exposing his bare buttock. Money drove Kane back to his home in South Philly at Roswell Heights. Kane shook Money's hand, hoping their new found understanding would lead to a greater work relationship?

"What do you plan to do with HIM...?" he asked curiously, leaning in through the passenger's window.

Money looked back over his shoulder, as Kobe lay tied and gagged in the back..., knowing he was listening...

"An EYE for an eye sounds just about rite...!" was all Money said. Kane smiled ear to ear as Kobe started bucking against the ropes, knowing he would be getting gangbanged soon.

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SOUTH PHILLY In The Near Future...

Tyrone returned home to Maleece's house in South Philly where his boyfriend Malik Jones was living temporarily with his partner while between places. Maleece answered the door, greeting him as he walked in. "Hey man..." said Tyrone, shaking hands politely. "...Malik here yet?"

"He's in the living room with Jake...!" answered Maleece.

Tyrone walked into the living room to find Malik and Jake sitting on opposite couched, facing one another in conversation.

"Hey baby...!" greeted Tyrone, kissing Malik on the lips as he took a seat next to him. "What yall all talkin' bout...?" he asked, casually.

"Maleece and Jake was just inviting US to keep living here permanently." answered Malik. "What do YOU think of that...?"

"It makes a lot of sense...!" said Maleece, taking his seat next to Jake on the opposite sofa. "The house's already paid for, so all you'd have to do is help out with the utilities...! You'd have total use of the whole house...! And we all get along pretty well together...!"

"How would you feel living with 3 cops though...?" asked Malik, knowing Tyrone's background.

"I'm...okay with it..." he said, not quite sure. "It won't be any different than it is now...! Right...?"

"Right...!" answered Maleece.

Tyrone turned towards Malik and smiled...

"Then I'm really kewl with it...!" he said, kissing Malik on the lips again. "Oh yeah..." he recalled, pulling away. "...I've got a new job...!" he informed.

"You're not selling drugs anymore...?" asked Malik, excited.

"Nope..." answered Tyrone, proudly. "...I'm now legit!"

"Now THAT'S worth celebrating...!" said Malik, pouring Tyrone a drink from the bottle of wine they already had sitting open on the table. "To Tyrone going straight...!" said Malik, posing a toast. Everyone held up their drinks and downed their glasses.

Maleece kissed Jake afterwards. Malik leaned in and started nuzzling in on Tyrone's neck. Tyrone leaned back in his seat, pulling Malik down on top of him as they began swapping spit. Tyrone felt Malik's tongue enter his mouth as he wrapped his arms about his back. Tyrone hugged Malik against him, slowly running his hands down to the detective's succulent ass, cupping his bubbled butt.

On the opposite couch Maleece and Jake watched the 2 black men make out. Jake reached down into Maleece's crotch and started massaging his growing bulge. Having Tyrone and Malik living with them would certainly raise the excitement in the house. Jake unzipped Maleece's pants, then pulled his cock out of his fly to stroke his bare cock. Maleece sat back against the sofa as Jake went down on him, taking his 7.5" erection in his mouth.

Tyrone reached one hand up underneath the back of Malik's shirt [rubbing his bare back], while squeezing the other hand down into the waistband of his pants to feel his bare buttock. Malik ground against Tyrone's crotch, feeling each other's hard-ons mash against one another through their clothing. Malik moaned softly into Tyrone's mouth when he felt his fingers reaching between his bare cheeks, searching for his asshole. Tyrone loved rubbing his fingers along Malik's smooth ass crack, feeling the object of his desire right at the ends of his fingertips.

He nudged the hole with his index finger, feeling Malik's manhole quiver and flex before allowing him to sink in. Malik groaned upon penetration, his asshole already desiring something bigger and harder. He pulled off of Tyrone's tongue, then made his way down the Rollins' man's body until he got to his waist, where he began undoing his pants. Tyrone glanced over to see what Maleece and Jake were up to, and caught Maleece watching them while Jake was giving him head. Maleece said nothing as he continued to drink his wine and watch the live show. Tyrone could easily see Jake's mouth sliding up and down Mal's dick, swallowing it whole as he nuzzled his handsome face in his groin.

Malik undid Ty's pants, pulling his 8.5" erection out into the open. Swabbing the head and shaft with his tongue, Malik painted the dick like Picasso before taking it in his mouth and sucking. Tyrone moaned softly as he looked down to watch his dick disappear into Malik's mouth. "Damn baby..., suck that dick...!" he moaned aloud, spurring his partner on.

Not needing any encouragement, Malik bobbed his head on his boyfriend's pole before swallowing it whole. "Oooooohhhh maaannnnn..." groaned Tyrone, feeling Malik's throat mold to his shaft. He knew his brother must STILL be pissed after losing such a find. He couldn't fight the urge to grab Malik's head and start fucking his throat, thrusting his hips up and down as he physically bobbed Malik's head over his lap like a basketball.

Malik loved having his face fucked as Tyrone took control of the situation. He knelt crouched between his lover's legs, holding his mouth and throat open while Tyrone simply fucked up into it. Malik's own hard dick lay trapped in his pants as he reached down into his waist to start undoing his pants. Shoving his underwear down off his ass, he grabbed his own erection and started stroking it, all the while keeping his mouth open for Tyrone's use.

Maleece watched his partner service his new boyfriend while his own man sucked his dick. Jake bobbed his head up and down in Maleece's lap, swallowing his dick from tip to base and back again with every stroke, painting the entire shaft wet with his spit as he slurped along the length. Jake lay flat against the sofa while he sucked, grinding his own hard-on into the cushions, simulating fucking. Maleece noticed Jake upturned ass wiggling out of the corner of his eye, and reached his hand down under the waistband of his pants to feel his bare buttock underneath.

Feeling the sudden urge to eat pussy, Maleece sat his wine glass aside and got up from seated position. Moving carefully, he kept his cock within sucking range as Jake continued to nursing the shaft. Maleece got up onto his knees on the sofa, then reached down over Jake's back and started to push his sweat pants down off his ass. Jake's bare white butt came into view as Maleece slapped the cheeks loudly. Jake's ass twitched after each slap, reacting to the sting as they began to turn red from the abuse. Maleece roughly pulled the cheeks apart, staring down at the honey sweet hole nestled in-between. Licking his mustached lips, he leaned in over Jake's back and lowered his face into his ass.

Jake moaned around Maleece's shaft as he buried his face in his crotch, holding the dick in his throat. He could feel Maleece's hairy face buried in his ass, his wet tongue licking along the crack, searching for his hairless rosebud. Once Maleece found the bud he began saturating it with saliva, licking, sucking, and drilling the sweet man-cunt as if eating a woman's vagina.

Across the room Tyrone was fucking up into Malik's mouth while holding his head in his hands. Malik took each of Tyrone's upward thrusts into his mouth and throat with ease, allowing it to penetrate straight down his esophagus while stroking his own raging erection. Malik could tell by the way Tyrone fucked his face that he was looking to cum quickly. Tyrone was still so turned on after watching Kobe Brown get gang banged in the back of Money's Hummer, that he needed to bust a load before his balls exploded. He hammered up into Malik's awaiting mouth, not stopping for an instant as he face fucked the police detective for nearly 10 minutes straight before blowing his load. "Awww shit..." he warned, feeling his nuts tightened about the base of his dick. "...I'm about to blow...!"

Malik grabbed Ty's thick dick with his free hand, then started milking the shaft while sucking. Tyrone threw his head back into the worn sofa cushions as the cum shot up from his churning testicles and exploded out the tip of his dick. "AARRRRRRRRHHHHHHHGGGG...!!!" he screamed as it tore from the throbbing dick like glue. Malik stroked the shaft faster as the dick emptied off into his mouth. He could feel the cum shooting into his oral cavity, painting his tongue, teeth, and gums creamy with its heavy load. Malik swallowed the salty nut as quickly as he could, but his mouth instantly filled with another thick batch of baby makers while his fist continued to pump the shaft.

Tyrone squirmed about, his muscles straining as he emptied his load into his boyfriend. He collapsed back against the sofa after coming, feeling completely depleted of energy and strength. Malik continued to nurse on his half hard erection, draining the last few droplets of seed from the shaft.

"Damn...I needed that...!" moaned Tyrone, physically exhausted.

Malik looked up and smiled, swallowing the last of his load. Tyrone reached down and pulled him up for another kiss. "You look so fuckin' sexy down there with my dick in yur mouth..." he informed, shoving his tongue between Malik's lips, tasting the remnants of his own load [something he never did before]. Tyrone always thought of sucking dick and eating cum as NASTY, but somehow it didn't seem so unattractive with Malik. Tyrone loved Malik so much that he felt he would drink his dirty bath water, so why not his sperm? "I want you to jack off over my face...!" he whispered, wanting to taste Malik's nut.

"Huh...?" asked Malik. "You sure...?"

"Yeah..." answered Tyrone, pulling Malik into position. "...I wanna taste yur nut too...!" he informed.

Malik lost his pants, then got into position by straddling Ty's chest. Tyrone lay flat against the sofa as Malik grabbed his dick and started masturbating over his face. Tyrone pulled off Malik's over shirt [stripping him naked], then reached up and began pinching his nipples. Malik moaned as his dick got harder. He could still taste Ty's cum in his mouth. He could still feel the after effects of his dick fucking his mouth and throat. Then Tyrone did something totally unexpected as he pulled Malik forward and began swabbing his hairless balls with his tongue.

"Oh shit..." moaned Malik, stroking faster as Tyrone polished his brown sac.

Glancing across the room, Malik could see Maleece eating Jake's ass while Jake continued to suck Mal's dick. Jake throated the dick more so, as Maleece didn't give him much room to bob his head. Jake simply kept the dick buried in his throat for as long as he could before needing air, suckling the hard shaft with his lips and tongue, drawing his hallowed cheeks inward as if trying to suck through a McDonald's straw.

Meanwhile Maleece was devouring Jake's ass, sucking his sweet shitter and stuffing his fingers inside. Once he felt he had the hole thoroughly prepared, he yanked his spit wet cock from between Jake's lips and walked around into position to fuck. Jake spread his legs wide for Maleece to maneuver in-between, anticipating his fuck. He elevated his ass temptingly, making for a better target as Maleece got into position behind him. Maleece aimed his dick in-between the beautiful white cheeks, then sank inside until he was grinding his hairy groin against him.

"Ooohhh yeahhhh..." moaned Jake, feeling filled with his lover's cock. Jake had been fucked by MANY men over the years [cops, thieves, drug dealers, tranny hookers, you name it], but nothing felt as good as getting fucked by someone he loved, who loved him back. It somehow heightened the experience tenfold, making it extra special, extra hot!

He could feel Maleece grinding into him from behind. Maleece had stripped naked before climbing on top of him so Jake was able to feel his hairy body against his back as they began to make love. Maleece lay across Jake's bare back, grinding his groin into his upturned buttock as he churned his erection around inside him. He nestled his face into Jake's neck before pulling backwards with his hips, withdrawing his dick midway before sliding back in.

"Oh god, your cock feels so good..." moaned Jake, reaching back to run his fingers through Mal's hair.

"I LOVE being inside you..." moaned Maleece, thrusting back in.

Jake turned his head so their lips could meet. Maleece kissed him on the lips, sliding his tongue into his mouth as they began frenching. The hot kiss made Maleece want to fuck harder as he began thrusting faster.

"uhh..." moaned Jake, breaking the kiss as he arched his back to get deep penetration.

Mal glanced over at Tyrone and Malik on the other sofa, watching as Malik masturbated over Ty's face. Maleece couldn't believe Tyrone was actually willing to take Malik's load. This was something he wanted to see.

Tyrone suckled Malik's balls, taking them into his mouth one by one, AND both together. Malik pushed his groin forward, giving Tyrone total access to the family jewels as he polished them separately. Malik stroked his own dick, feeling his pending orgasm rising quickly in anticipation of feeding his lover.

Tyrone pulled back from sucking Malik's balls, and went back to manipulating his nipples, pulling, pinching, and twisting the little erect rivets between his thumb and forefingers. Malik groaned aloud as he stroked faster. Tyrone looked up at the dick [which was poised directly over his face], giving into the urge he licked the pre-cum from the head. Malik jumped in surprise, feeling goose-bumps break out all over his body. Tyrone sampled the pre-cum, finding it surprisingly sweet and pleasant. He swabbed the head again, getting another sample. Malik continued to stroke as Tyrone licked and suckled his dickhead, the edge of his fingers getting wet with Ty's saliva as he painted the head with his tongue.

Tyrone looked up over Malik's flat stomach and chest to stare straight into his eyes. "You gonna gimme that nut...?" he asked daringly, causing lust to build in Malik's loins.

"Yes..." moaned Malik, working hard to feed his lover.

More pre-cum oozed from the dick tip, washed away by Tyrone's swabbing tongue. Tyrone took the entire head into his mouth and began suckling. Malik groaned as he removed his hand, allowing his boyfriend to suck the shaft. Tyrone grabbed Malik's hips and pulled him closer, driving more shaft between his lips. He was a complete novice when it came to dick sucking, but the fact that he tried it at all was enough to push Malik over the edge.

Tyrone pulled off Malik's dick, running his tongue down along the underbelly back towards the balls. Malik grabbed his spit wet dick and resumed stroking, this time closer than ever to blowing his wad.

"I'm gonna cum..." he warned.

Tyrone pulled back and opened his mouth like a baby bird waiting for its first fat juicy worm. He stared up into Malik's face as the tension built across his face. He could tell by the pained expression on the detective's otherwise handsome mug that he was very near to popping his cork. Malik's eyes grew glazed as his mouth pursed with strong breaths. Even though he was expecting it, Tyrone was caught by surprise when the first wad shot out of Malik's dick, arching up over head before landing across his face.

"UURRHHHH...!!" grunted Malik as he came, closing his eyes in ecstasy as he continued to stroke wildly.

Another creamy wad escaped Malik's flaring dickhead, landing over Tyrone's nose and top lip. He leaned forward and licked the pulsating dickhead just as another wad shot directly into his mouth, coating his tongue. Tyrone purposely swallowed, wanting to know what Malik's cum tasted like? Another wad painted across his closed lips while he was savoring the last one. He instinctively licked his lips before opening his mouth again, capturing the fifth wad as it dribbled into his mouth. He closed his lips around the dickhead, sucking the rest of the seed directly from the pipe. Malik shuttered from the sensitivity, falling over forward to lean against the armrest.

Tyrone suckled the dick, drawing the last drops of cum from the pulsating shaft. Malik smiled broadly as he looked down to see two ropes of his cum streaking across Ty's handsome face. He couldn't resist bending down and licking the cum off his face, trailing his tongue along the streaks and gathering the cum in his mouth. Tyrone aligned Malik's mouth with his own, kissing him directly. Malik slipped his tongue into Tyrone's mouth, sharing the cum he'd just collected. The 2 lovers snowballed each other hotly, savoring the fruity nut while swopping spit.

Maleece watched the whole scene while fucking Jake, thrusting freely into his lover's ass as he stabbed his dick straight into his body. He loved pounding into Jake's bubbled butt, watching the twin globes swallow his manhood whole. But watching Malik paint Tyrone's face with his first load was even more exciting. And watching them snowball sent him over the top as he thrust into Jake's ass with a final plunge and unloaded. "AARRHHHHHHH...!!" he grunted as he shot into him, filling his anal cavity with his milky lust.

Jake tightened his rectal muscles when Maleece came, milking his dick of its plentiful seed. He loved hearing Mal's manly moans as he clutched his body tightly and drained the dick inside him. He could feel Mal grinding against him, making sure his ass got every drop before pulling out.

Inspired by Malik and Ty, Maleece turned Jake over onto his back and took his 7" erection into his mouth, swallowing it whole before tightening his lips and bobbing his head hungrily. This wasn't the first time Maleece sucked his dick, but it was always a pleasant surprise when he did. Jake laid back against the cushions, his muscles tensed as he watched his masculine boyfriend suck his dick. Tyrone and Malik took a break from snowballing to glance over and watch just as Jake's body went into convulsions.

"Ohhhh...! uhhh...! I'm going to, uhhh...! I'm gonna, uhhhhh..., cum! UUURRRHHHHHHH...!!" he yelled, shooting directly into Maleece's sucking mouth.

Maleece felt Jake's cock shooting into his mouth, gushing thick spurts of warm ball sludge into his oral cavity. He was forced to swallow a little to keep from choking on it, but he managed to collect most of the cum. Jake was still panting breathlessly when Maleece pulled up off his pulsing dick and kissed him. Jake opened his mouth to accept Maleece's warm tongue, but was greeted with a cascade of warm sperm which Maleece wanted to share.

Jake accepted the gift as Maleece's tongue followed. The 2 lovers kissed sloppily, smearing the cum between them as they mashed their lips together.

"I think I'm REALLY gonna like livin' here...!" said Tyrone, making Malik laugh out loud as they cuddled up together on their own sofa.

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JERMIAH UNIVERSITY Another Place, Another Time...

18 yr old Jerome Taylor [Junior] registered as a new student at Jeremiah-U in Minnesota Maryland. It was a long journey for Junior to get to this place, a place he often doubted he'd ever see. He owed his success to others that believed in him, even when he didn't believe in himself.

The first person that came to mind was Julio Espidedo. Julio got Junior out of his family's house in the Projects, and into an honor school [The Honor Roll Academy] where he could concentrate more on his grades and less on surviving his neighborhood. Julio saw Junior's parents were part of the problem, his father [Jerome Sr.] and his mother [Roseland] were basically sexual pawns of the drug dealer Kane, doing whatever he demanded of them, even if it meant neglecting their children. With no one working, Junior felt compelled to make money to help pay the bills. Julio knew the weight of helping his family was what compelled Junior to sell drugs, and removing him from that atmosphere would help him focus more on being an `A' student.

Junior also gave a lot of credit to Ian Thomas, director of The Honor Roll Academy for boys. Without Ian literally PUSHING him to do better with his grades, showing him that he had what it took to compete with the other boys on his level, he never would have made it through the courses. Ian pushed ALL the boys to do better, telling them that the only ones holding them back, were themselves!

Then there was Todd Meriwether. Not a DAY went by that Junior didn't think of Todd. His mother changed his cell phone number AND deleted Todd's social networks to keep him from being found. Junior had no idea if they even still lived in Philly, or moved to another state altogether? Todd was the first person that really saw him as more than just a thug in the hood. The first one who saw the potential of him going to college and becoming something more than a high school dropout. Junior often wondered whatever became of Todd? Did he ever gain a full recovery, or was he somewhere learning to walk and talk all over again? Did he think of him as much as he thought of Todd? Did he ever try to contact him after his mother moved him away?

Junior got his class schedules [unsure of a major], then found his dorm room and began moving his things in. Unable to afford a single or a double room occupancy, he had to share a room with 3 other students. He walked into the building carrying his suitcases and belongings. Moving day was quite hectic, with screaming, giddy, and confused teenagers everywhere. Junior made it up to his floor, then walked into his room to find 2 of his 3 roommates already unpacking. There were 2 empty beds left to pick from, so Junior claimed one, then introduced himself to his new neighbors.

"I'm Raymond..." said one guy, unpacking his most treasured item. "...and I LOVE porn...!" he added with a grin, placing his laptop atop his desk. "If either of you ever need something FREAKY to get off to..., I'm your man!" he laughed.

"That's what's up!" laughed Junior. "I'm Jerome..." he introduced, "...but everybody calls me Junior...! I'm from Philly...!"

"Got a girlfriend in Philly...?" asked Ray, curiously.

Junior chuckled...

"HAD one..." he said, thoughtfully. "...but she, uh...moved away!"

"Shame..." said the second roommate. "...but there's a LOT of chicks to pick from outside to take your mind of HER...!" he pointed out. "I'm Gary..., I love PUSSY! So anytime either one of you wanna hang out with me and get some REAL pussy..., I'm your man!" he laughed, putting a spin on Ray's line.

"Hey..., anybody hear anything about our OTHER roommate...?" asked Junior, curiously.

"Just that he's from Philly too...!" answered Gary, nonchalantly.

"Hope he ain't no church boy..." said Ray, pulling up a video from hundreds he's already downloaded into his computer. "...I don't want nobody disturbing my groove once I start, you feel me...?"

Junior and Ray wandered over to his desk where they looked down over his shoulder at a video of 3 guys fucking one girl. The girl rode one guy's monster dick in her pussy, while another guy fucked his monster dick up her ass. The third guy stood in front of her and slapped his monster dick across his open mouth before she started sucking, thick gobs of drool dripping down off her chin as she groaned sluttish for the camera.

Ray reached down and groped the growing mound in his crotch...

"Am I interrupting something...?" asked someone in the doorway.

All three boys turned around to find their forth and final roommate standing in the hall with his bags in tow... "Cause I could come back later when yall are finished...!"

"TODD...!" shouted Junior, rushing to the door.

Todd dropped his belongings right there on the floor, then gave Junior a big hug. The two teens practically cried when they saw each other. "What the fuck, man...?! I thought I'd never see you again!"

"Must be fate...!" smiled Todd. "I knew we'd meet up again if we both decided on the same college..." he said, knowingly. "...but I had no idea we'd be roommates...!"

"I take it from the girly screams that you two KNOW each other...?" asked Gary, sarcastically.

"Yeah..." laughed Junior, helping Todd bring his things in. "...we both grew up in the same Projects back home...! We haven't seen each other in over a year! His mom moved them away after..." Junior fell silent, unsure Todd wanted the others to know about the incident...?

"After what...?" asked Gary, curiously. "After he lost his virginity...? What...?!"

"After I got shot...!" answered Todd, throwing his bags up on the only unoccupied bed.

Gary and Ray fell silent, sensing a touchy story that might be better left for another time. The 2 boys turned back to the video, looking for a distraction as Junior helped Todd unpack his belongings.

"I thought I LOST you forever...!" whispered Junior, keeping his voice low so their new friends wouldn't hear them.

"So did I..." smiled Todd, touching hands [discreetly] while unpacking. "...but we're back together now..., that's all that counts!"

[continued in Jeremiah University, coming soon in 2013].

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THE AUDICTION [the day after chap-43...]

27 yr old Tyrone Rollins appeared outside DeWayne [DMoney] Wright's house in the a.m. for his new position as promised. He was just about to knock on the cherry wood double doors when they suddenly opened. "Oh...!" startled 34 yr old Dedra Wright [Money's wife], and her assistant Audrey [carrying the baby]. "You must be Tyrone...?" she said, recognizing his face. "Wayne's still getting dressed..." she informed, squeezing by with her assistant as they headed for her car. "...he's always running late...! You can let yourself IN...! I'll text him that you're on your way up!" she added, opening the back door so her assistant could place the baby in the car seat. "Oh...and GOOD luck with the new position! I know Wayne's really looking for someone he can trust! The last guy who worked for him disappeared suddenly! It's strange!"

Tyrone watched Dedra and her assistant take off shortly after strapping the baby in. He had a good idea WHAT happened to Kobe Brown, having heard rumors of Money pumping him full of FUC and putting him to work on Snyder's Drive as one of the new drag prostitutes. If nothing else, it was a lesson to all others NOT to double cross Money!

Tyrone closed the front door and took a good look around the living room. He knew the house used to belong to Whinny [The POOH] Graham before his untimely death in a drive-by shooting. The crime was still unsolved as people speculated WHO the killer could be? Some suggested Money himself, the only one to really benefit from his demise.

Tyrone looked around at all the expensive furniture and wondered if HE'D ever be so lucky? Making his way upstairs, he wandered into the master bedroom [which extended into two side by side row homes] where he could hear the shower running. The first thing he noticed was that the bed was still unmade, showing remnants of the love making Money and his wife made before she got dressed for work. It made Tyrone think of the sex HE had with Malik before Malik rushed off to The Precinct. Living with 3 cops was definitely an eye opener. Tyrone never knew cops could be so horny! After exuding all that control out on the streets, most of them [at least the ones HE lived with] wanted to be controlled at home. The second thing he noticed was Money's personal belongings [his diamond wristwatch, wallet, and jewelry] sitting atop the dresser where he left it. Tyrone wondered if it was a ploy to test his honesty?

"Hey..." said DMoney, coming out of the bathroom with only a towel draped around his shoulders. "...you MADE it!"

"Was it ever any doubt...?" laughed Tyrone, taking note of Money's nakedness as his limp genitalia sway loosely between his legs. "I told you I wanted to be like YOU!"

"Sorry I doubted you!" smiled Money. "But there's a few MORE requirements other than just bein' on time!"

"Like WHAT...?" asked Tyrone, eagerly. "I'll do whatever it takes to be yur Right Hand Man!"

"Really...?" asked Money curiously, walking towards the dresser where he left his personals, leaving Tyrone with complete view of his backside. "I require strict and complete loyalty from my assistants!" he added, making sure his things were untouched.

"Yuv always had THAT from me!" answered Ty.

Money turned around...

"Kobe was MORE than just an assistant...!" he informed. "When I worked for POOH, I hadda perform a few...DUTIES nobody ever knew about...! Duties that I ended up likin' and missin' when POOH died...!"

Tyrone didn't say anything. He merely listened. "Kobe had no problem performing those `special' duties for me, without tellin' anybody about it...! It was OUR secret! Do you think YOU could perform those duties for me if you get the position...?"

Tyrone swallowed [hard]...

"Money..." he said awkwardly, feeling like a chump for wasting everyone's time. "...I've messed around with dudes b'fore..." he informed, politely. "...I mean, WHO haven't in our line of work, rite...?" he joked nervously, beating around the bush. "...but I...I don't get fucked...!" he declared, figuring Money wanted some ass.

"I wasn't ASKIN' you to...!" said Money, respectfully.

Tyrone perked.

"Oh..." he responded, suddenly curious to what Money was eluding to?

Now it was Money's turn to beat around the bush...

"What I'm about to tell you betta NOT leave this room...!" he said, imposingly. Tyrone steeled himself, knowing he'd have to DIE with this information.

Money hesitated, unsure he had the right man for the job...? "I stole money from POOH when I was younger..." he disclosed. "...but instead of killing me and usin' me as an example, POOH decided to forgive me...but not without punishment...!"

Tyrone's eyebrows narrowed as he tried to follow Money's lead. "So instead of puttin' a bullet in my head..., me made me his personal private bitch! I hadda suck his dick and get fucked wheneva he wanted!"

"Oh...!" said Tyrone, still unsure WHY Money was telling him this...?

"As a result, somethin' unexpected happened..." continued Money, choosing his words carefully. "...I kinda got HOOKED on it...! And when POOH got killed..., I actually MISSED it...!"

Tyrone's eyebrows rose in surprised [how could anybody miss getting fucked?].

"So...THAT was one'a Kobe's duties...? Fuckin' you...?" asked Tyrone, finally getting the picture.

Money's eyes locked onto Ty's...

"Yeah..." he answered, staring eye to eye. "...but don't get it twisted..., I was STILL the one in control!" added Money, feeling it necessary to clarify who's in charge. He watched Ty's reaction as he laughed to himself, scratching the back of his head indecisively. "Think you UP for the job...?" asked Money, curiously.

Tyrone thought of Malik...wondering how HE'D feel about him fucking his employer...? Malik WAS the one that wanted him to stop selling drugs and get another job...!

"When do I start...?" he asked, not giving it anymore thought.

"No time like the present...!" said Money, turning towards the bed.

Tyrone watched as Money climbed up onto the edge, then bent over to present his ass. Tyrone's dick started to brick instantly when he saw the delicious looking ass cheeks lift and separate just for him. He walked over and gently massaged the firm round globes, squeezing the mini basketballs with his bare hands.

"Damn..." was all he could manage to say when he pulled apart the cheeks, staring down at the beautifully taut hole. The only ass he'd seen as delectable as Money's was Malik's [and possibly Jake's], and he couldn't resist tasting THOSE either!

Without any further hesitation, he bent forward and pressed his face into Money's ass, his face fitting perfectly between the parted cheeks.

"mmmm..." moaned Money, feeling Ty's juicy wet tongue washing over his just scrubbed anus. He hadn't been fucked since the gangbang, and was literally ITCHING inside for another deep pounding.

Tyrone ate Money's ass much like he ate Malik's. Living with his boyfriend [and his BF's friends] taught him a lot about loving a man's ass. It wasn't much different from sucking and fucking a woman's vagina, the same acts of stimulation that got women hot, also worked on men, making their bodies crave something long and hard inside.

Tyrone slapped Money on the ass cheeks while he ate, shoving his tongue further up the chute as the hole instinctively clamped down on it. He pried the cheeks apart and drilled his tongue in and out, tongue fucking the ass his dick was soon to conjoin with.

Money rested his face against the mattress as he lazily reached down between his spread thighs and stroked his rigid manhood. Kobe sometimes ate his ass before fucking, but Ty's skills far surpassed Kobe's as the constant massage of his sphincter muscles made his hole relax with anticipation. Sensing Money's readiness, Tyrone stood up and started to undress. Money couldn't resist looking over his shoulder to get a good gander at what Ty was packing...?

Tyrone slapped his 8.5" erection up between Money's ass cheeks, letting Money know exactly what he was getting. Money reached for a bottle of lube he kept by the nightstand for anal sex with his wife. Tyrone squeezed a generous amount on Money's anus before massaging it onto his dick. Then he placed the head up against Money's asshole and paused. He was about to fuck DMONEY...! What happened if he fell short? Recalling what happened to Kobe, he was suddenly scared that he might not measure up!

"What's wrong...?" asked Money, looking back.

"uh...nothin'..." said Ty, unsure...

Money reached back behind himself [blindly], grasping Ty's bare erection and pressing it firmly up against his hole before pushing back on it.

"uhhh..." he grunted as the head popped through his anal ring. Tyrone sighed as Money's asshole pushed all the way back onto him, completely swallowing his dick whole with one long slow descent.

"Oh shit..." he groaned softly, grabbing hold of Money's hips as his asshole tightened around his shaft, sucking him in.

The two men took a moment to adjust to one another; Money to having another dick submerged inside him since allowing Kobe the honors, while Tyrone adjusted to the gripping hole taking hold of his dick, sucking him deeply into Money's bowels. Tyrone stood behind Money for a moment, just enjoying the way his tight hole sucked and flexed around his deeply embedded shaft.

"Go ahead, man..., fuck me!" insisted Money, looking over his shoulder, ready to be fucked.

Tyrone pulled back with his hips, slowly withdrawing his dick as he squeezed pass Money's gripping sphincter muscles. He couldn't believe he was actually fucking one of the biggest, most powerfully influenced drug dealers of his time. His eyes gazed down over Money's long smooth muscular back, tapered waist, and round spread ass cheeks, watching his dick emerge from the sucking hole. When he got up to the head, he changed directions and slowly pushed back in, pressing his pelvis gently against Money's ass.

Money could feel Tyrone's dick sliding through his anus, pushing over his sphincters to bury back into his bowels. He could feel the dick reaching into his colon, making room as it pushed through warm soft flesh to dominate the anal track.

Tyrone felt the asshole tighten stronger about his dick shaft, flexing powerfully about the root as if trying to snap it off and swallow it whole. Getting a better grip on Money's waist, he pulled back with his hips again [withdrawing his dick] and began fucking at a steady pace. Money groaned as the dick started to move in and out of him solidly, beginning to take control. He knew Ty was likely intimidated [fucking him for the first time], but he had confidence that the Rollins man would deliver what he was looking for. Money reached down and grasped his hard dick, stroking it slowly as spread his knees further apart to give Tyrone deeper access.

While Tyrone was awestruck with fucking one of the most powerful men in the city, his natural instincts started to kick in as he started to become more assertive, fucking Money with more aggression. Money looked back over his shoulder...

"Don't be scared to FUCK me, man..., show me what you got!" insisted the drug lord.

"Okay..." smiled Tyrone, picking up the pace of his stroke, pushing his dick in and out of the anus as he began to take control. Pushing Money further up onto the bed, Ty climbed up behind him, never once removing his dick from the hole as he got both feet atop the mattress and crouched down behind Money before resuming his stroke.

Money lay his head in the pillows and started groaning aloud as Tyrone fucked him from above. This new angle enabled Ty's dick to reach deeper into Money's sheath and touch spots mere doggy style didn't allow. Ty crouched behind Money's back and fucked into his ass like a horny rabbit, jabbing and jamming his dick in and out at a fast probing pace, taking the drug lord's breath away.

"Urhhh yeah..., fuck me man! Uhhhh...!" groaned Money as he lay his right cheek into the pillows. He stroked his own dick while Tyrone fucked him, feeling his groin and swaying balls slap into his ass every time he buried his rod.

Tyrone couldn't believe his luck! Not only was he getting out of the dangerous game of street sells, he was getting a loftier job with a bigger salary, AND fucking the boss to boot! His mind started to wander as he wondered WHAT Kobe did to fuck up such a sweet gig? From the looks of it, Money enjoyed getting fucked every now and then, requiring his assistant to be able to deliver a strong fuck whenever he needed one. Was Kobe lacking in that department? Or was there some other reason why he was no longer Money's liaison?

Tyrone pushed the thoughts out of his head as he forced Money to lie flat against the mattress on his stomach. Money's hand remained underneath his body as he milked his dick while arching his back to elevate his ass. Tyrone laid against him [flat against his back] as he continued fucking. In this new position, Tyrone started to feel more in command as he forced the drug boss's legs apart with his knees, forcing Money submit more. With his face buried beside Money's, he humping into his ass as he stabbed his prick in and out full length, even reaching down and using his fingers to pry Money's ass cheeks apart to get deeper access.

"Damn yur ass feels so good..." he moaned into the boss's ear.

Money lifted his head as his and Tyrone's facial cheeks scratched against each other. Money panted deeply every time Tyrone's dick stabbed into his gut. Tyrone stretched his neck until his lips were near Money's. Money turned his head slightly as they began to breath in each other's air [their lips barely touching]. Ty continued digging through Money's ass, stabbing him deeply as they both began to pant in unison [Money from the deep reaching probes into his bowels, and Ty from the effects of Money's sucking orifice]. Tyrone instinctively extended his tongue and snaked it into the corner of Money's mouth. Money suckled the wet tip while panting softly, arching his back, and milking the dick for all its worth. He felt Ty's left hand snake under his torso [up over his chest] to reach up to his throat, turning his head further to slip MORE tongue inside.

"Ummphhh..." moaned Money as Tyrone's tongue entered his mouth.

The two men kissed deeply, swapping saliva and sharing DNA. The two men enjoyed kissing each other so much that Ty withdrew and gently turned Money over onto his back without breaking the kiss. Their mouths meshed together heatedly as they twist and turned their heads in opposite directions, feasting on each other's oral muscles. Once on his back, Money purposely lifted his legs submissively, exposing his ass for more fucking. With his tongue still buried in Money's mouth, Tyrone blindly aligned his dickhead up against Money's anus and sank back inside. Money gasped around Ty's tongue as the dick moved back into him, lodging its way into his rectum. Money's hand continued to milk his erection as Tyrone resumed fucking, this time with Money's legs lifted onto either side of his biceps, spreading his legs and allowing his dick an unobstructed path.

Tyrone's hips sway back and forth as he fucked, sliding his dick in and out of the hole. He began to pick up speed as the anus became more relaxed, no longer holding a death grip on his penis.

Money broke the kiss as he threw his head back into the pillows, groaning aloud as the dick moved through him, taking over ownership of his rectum. He stroked his own raging erection, pre-cum already dribbling from the pulsing tip as he stroked. Tyrone watched Money masturbate while he fucked. He could see his own dick sliding in and out of the drug dealer's body, sinking into his gut and milking his prostate gland from within. He began to fuck faster when he noticed the amount of pre-cum dripping from the tip, knowing Money must be close.

Money closed his eyes as he concentrated on the feelings coursing through his body. His mind reveled at the thrill of Tyrone taking his ass, the dick moving through his body while he stroked his own throbbing prick to completion. "UHHHH..." he grunted aloud as his dick started to pulsate, and his anus started to spasm.

"AARRRRHHHHH..." he groan out loud as the cum erupted from his dick in thick heavy gobs.

Tyrone saw the milk spilling from Money's dick, plopping down against his heaving chest and stomach in thick splats as he withered and waned weakly beneath him. Tyrone could feel Money's asshole spasm wildly around his thrusting dick. Instinctively he gripped the backs of Money's thighs and pressed his legs down against his chest, doubling the drug boss in half as he started to seriously fuck his ass.

Money was still recuperating from his own intense orgasm when Tyrone [taking advantage of his vulnerability] started to hammer into his body. Money's eyes opened as he watched Tyrone take control over him, fucking him like a Rollins' man as he held him down and took his ass with deep aggressive strokes.

"Yeah man...fuck that ass...!" moaned Money, still milking the last of his load as it dripped out onto his abdomen.

Tyrone slapped his pelvic bone into his ass repeatedly as he drove his hips home. He could feel Money's anus milking his shaft as it continued to spasm and flex around him, sending him dangerously close to the edge.

"You gonna cum, nigga...?" asked Money, watching Ty's muscles bulge and pop as his body became more and more tensed.

"Yes..., I'm gettin' close...!" admitted Ty.

Money flexed his asshole around Ty's plunging dick, milking the shaft intensely, pushing Tyrone over the edge...

"Oh shyt..." shouted Tyrone, his glazed over eyes bulging in disbelief as he instinctively shoved his hips forward, burying his dick 8.5 inches into Money's body. "...AARRRRRRHHHHHHHH...!!" he yelled as the cum shot out of his body and into Money.

He ground his pelvic bone against Money's ass as he came, emptying his balls in his boss's colon. Money could feel the dick jerking and throbbing inside him, painting his innards wet with a fresh gush of warm sperm. He reached up and snaked his hand behind Tyrone's neck, pulling him down into another French kiss. Tyrone allowed him to guide him into another lip lock while his dick drained off inside Money's rectum, the anus milking his shaft as it pulsed inside.

"So..." asked Tyrone, ripping his wet tongue from Money's mouth as he smiled down into his face from above. "...did I pass the requirements...?"

"With flyin' colors...!" smiled Money, looking back up at him. "Consider yurself my new assistant!" he offered, before heading back into the bathroom to hit the shower again.

Tyrone sat on the side of the bed, thrilled for his new position and wondering how he was going to juggle satisfying two men? His dick hardened at the thought of fucking Money, then going him later to fuck Malik after they got off work tonight! Not to mention the occasional ass he got from Malik's roommates Maleece and Jake! Tyrone felt like a DON to full mast as it bricked between his legs, already ready for round two! Was this how Marvin always felt?

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