THE HOOD-17 Comeuppance
Written by: Eugene Marvin (aka) NPhillydogg@aol.com
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AIRPORT
19 yr old Tae Hyun Kye sat outside the airport's arrivals, waiting for his family to return from their trip to Korea for his uncle's funeral. Tae didn't know what to expect, his family didn't keep in contact with him once they left. In fact, he wasn't sure they would return. When he called to tell them that the police found the criminals who murdered his uncle, and that they needed the family to come back to identify and testify against them, they were on the next plane back, wanting to see justice done.
Tae wasn't sure how many family members would be attending. Surely his auntie Mi-Hi [his uncle's wife], saw the killers' faces before being locked in the back of the store with her sisters. Tae checked his watch, their plane arrived 30 minutes ago. He was just about to go in and ask about the flight, when he saw his aunt Mi and his uncle's brother [Moo-Ho Kye] coming out of the sliding doors with their luggage.
"Uncle Moo..." he called, getting out of the car "...over here!"
He greeted his family with hugs, then loaded their baggage into the back of the car before getting back behind the wheel and driving them back to their home in west Philly. Moo-Ho was the younger brother of Joon-Ho, and wanted desperately to see the faces of the animals that killed his sibling.
As they drove through the neighborhood, he commented about the number of blacks he spotted...
<"It's a BLACK neighborhood, uncle Moo..."> explained Tae, in Korean. <"...you're going to see A LOT of them!">
Moo-Ho and his sister in-law Mi-Hi looked out their windows as they eyeballed all the passerbys...
<"ONE of them killed my husband..."> said Mi, replaying that day in her mind.
<"They FOUND the guys that killed uncle Joon, Mi-Hi..."> explained Tae, keeping one eye on the road as he drove. <"...that's WHY you came back...to identify them...!">
<"THEY KNOW WHO KILLED MY JOON..."> yelled Mi, almost hysterically. <"...THEY choose to cover it up! THEY stick together no matter how vile! And even after Joon hired blacks to help stock the store...! I will NEVER trust them again! They are ANIMALS! I hope you did not have that BLACK friend of yours in our home while we were gone!?">
<"No auntie Mi...I did not..."> said Tae, suddenly thinking of Q.
<"What black friend...?"> asked Moo, from the front passenger's seat. <"YOU'VE had these beasts in our house...?!">
<"Just ONE friend, uncle Moo..."> said Tae, <"...his name is Q...!">
<"An ignorant, arrogant one HE is...!"> witnessed Mi. <"He comes into the store with his hoodie..., demanding to know where Tae is! We say: `he not here, what you want with our Tae?', then he pull gun out of his pants! HE probably know who the killers are, but won't tell Tae!">
<"Q doesn't know who killed uncle Joon..."> defended Tae.
<"YOU point him out to me, Mi..., I'll MAKE him tell us...!"> promised Moo.
<"He DOESN'T know who killed him...!"> repeated Tae.
<"How YOU know...?"> asked Moo, <"Did you ASK him...? And IF you did, did you believe him...?!">
Tae continued to drive, knowing this would not end until they made an appointment to see the killers through the police...
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THE LANCASHIRE HOUSE
Most of the citizens surrounding The Lancashire Halfway House had begun to learn to live with its Residents. With each passing week [and no reported incidents], they begin to become more comfortable to seeing their familiar faces in stories, and/or just merely walking about in the community.
Most of the Residents are law abiding [finding steady work, saving their paychecks to move on their own independently, and making their scheduled meetings and appointments with The House's consolers], but there are some who live to break the rules: missing appointments, using drugs, bringing paraphernalia into the building, and having sex. For one man in particular [Davis Wood], gaining his freedom from prison didn't turn into the gift he'd hoped for. With his wife divorced and his family separated from him, he had nothing else to live for other than to medicate himself daily with sex and drugs.
After getting hooked on a new kind of drug, Davis took to the streets to earn money to fund his new habit. He noticed a young dealer standing on a nearby corner, and wondered if the boy would be up for a little `prison trade'?
15 yr old Shorty [standing only at 5'4"] was working his usual hustle [avoiding cops, ogling older women, and selling drugs to the weaker folks in society], when he was approached by an older male he'd never seen before.
Davis Wood had no real money to speak of for trade, but he informed the rambunctious teenager of his OTHER considerably skills, asking if he could bargain a `trade?'
"Whadda you, sum kinda FAGGOT or sumpthin'...?!" asked Shorty, unsure if someone was setting him up for a joke? "Get yur OLE ass outta here before I ram my FOOT down yur throat!"
Davis took his false teeth from his mouth...
"Already been done...!" he informed, opening his mouth to show his gums.
"HOLY SHYT...!!" gasped Shorty, shocked by the sight [yet strangely aroused]...
"Ever have Head from someone with NO teeth...?" asked Davis, licking his drooling lips.
"Fuuuuck nooo..." moaned Shorty, imagining it must be the closest thing to actual Heaven?
Davis didn't say another word, he simply walked up into a nearby alleyway and waited. It didn't take long for Shorty to take the bait, his long dick print tenting the leg of his pants as he followed the older man up into someone's backyard.
The yard was unkempt, with weeds growing up around the old black/rusted iron gate designed to keep people out.
"YO...I ain't got all day fo' this shyt, ole' head..." informed Shorty, standing in front of Davis as the older man took a seat on an old discarded air conditioner, just under the back window of the house. No one walking by would be able to see what they were doing immediately, not without staring past the weeds to make out the 2 male forms hiding beside the house under the back steps. Being broad daylight didn't help shield them any, but Davis was desperate and Shorty was horny for some NEW Head he'd never had before.
He rubbed the front of his crotch to let the man know he meant business, then unbuckled his pants and lowered the front of his waistband to expose his slightly haired crotch. Davis was immediately impressed by the boy's long hard manhood, as he took it in his hand and lifted it towards his mouth.
"Thas what I'm talkin' bout..." signed Shorty, feeling Davis' wet mouth surround his dick and take him in, the lips and tongue moving slowly down his hard shaft as Davis slowly allowed his mouth to consume it whole. "HOLY SHYT...!" shouted Shorty, watching Davis bury his face in his groin on the first descent, swallowing his 9" downward curved boy sausage whole. "DAYUM MAN..., thas WUSSUP! SUCK dat mothafuckin' DICK, hommie!"
Davis ground his face in the boy's crotch for a few seconds, chewing lovingly on the root as he mashed his nose into the pubic sprouts budding over Shorty's abdomen. Shorty groaned aloud, never having felt anything so absolutely wonderful before in his life. When Davis finally decided to draw back, slowly [methodically] sliding his lips up the hard steely shaft, gumming the hard fleshy glands as his tongue slithered slimily up the underbelly. Shorty closed his eyes and titled his head back, whimpering like a new born baby.
Davis suckled fiercely on the head for a few seconds [breathing through his nostrils] before going back down, his mouth slowly engulfing the tender teen prick like an anaconda eating a garden snake. He slowly descended his mouth down around the hard shaft until his lips were once again buried at the boy's root. Shorty groaned again when his dick slid effortlessly down into the warm confines of Davis' throat, then moaned yet again when his hot mouth collapsed down around his hard shaft, suctioning.
"Oh my mothafuckin' god...!" he groaned, unable to believe the mind numbing blow job he was receiving. This time when Davis started to ascend his shaft, Shorty couldn't help going into convulsions as he accidentally began spilling his seed into the dick sucker's mouth. "OH SHYT...! AARRRRHHHH...!!!" he bucked, firing fresh young spurts of seed out onto Davis' tongue.
Davis drank everything Shorty fed him, then continued sucking even after his orgasm was over. Shorty held onto the side of the house to keep from falling over, as Davis continued sucking up and down the full length of his dick, searching for a second load.
"Damn niggah, dat shyt was off the mothafuckin' CHAIN, Dawg!" shouted Shorty enthusiastically, looking down to see Davis not letting up when it came to swallowing his dick consistently. "You one HUNGRY ass niggah, aint'cha...?" he asked, his dick remaining hard as the older man kept sucking. "Aiight..." he conceded, giving Davis what he wanted. "...if you wannaother load, TAKE it! Suck dat shyt rite outta me!" offered the boy.
Davis took Shorty's words to heart as he steadily bobbed his head up and down on his shaft, sucking and swallowing the hard dick from tip to root, sucking passionately upon the head to polish the crown before woofing the entire shaft back down into the confines of his throat. The downward curve fit perfectly down the curve of his neck, allowing him to suck comfortably without much strain or effort.
Shorty leaned back against the fence, watching his dick get expertly served. He contemplated taking Davis into the House and showing him off to Jude and the other dealers, but knew once the older guys discovered Davis' insatiable talent for swallowing dick, he'd never get another chance to feel that hot mouth on him again.
He latched his hands up overhead, intertwining his fingers into the chain linked fence separating the property from the one next door, as he thrust his hips forward to drive his dick even further down into the curve of Davis' suctioning throat. Up/down, up/down, up/down, Davis sucked, devouring every inch until he felt Shorty's dick straining between his lips, the small boy's body trembling like a leaf on the end of a branch. Shorty held onto the fence as Davis buried his face in his groin, then came again, shooting directly DOWN the older man's throat this time.
"UUUHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK...!!" he gasped, losing another load to the expert mouth.
Davis chewed about on the root of the dick, feeling it pulse and strain along his throat and tongue as the cum tube pumped out freshly baked semen for his consumption.
Davis was still draining the last of the semen when someone opened the back window of the house, and looked down...
"Hey! Get the FUCK outta my yard!" yelled the home owner, not too surprised to see 2 people having sex in his yard.
"FUCK YOU, ASSHOLE!" shouted back Shorty, tucking his softening dick as he and Davis backed off of the property.
"Getta fuckin' ROOM next time, faggots!" yelled the owner.
"I got yur `faggot' rite HERE...!" yelled Shorty, pulling a gun from behind his oversized pocket.
The home owner quickly slammed his window shut, no longer wanting any problems...
"YOU give some good ass Head, Ole head...!" complimented Shorty, getting back to his conversation. "ANY time you wannanother HIT, come by and hit ME up!" he insisted, handing Davis off a $5 vale of crack FUC, knowing it would release the BEAST inside him.
"Thanks Shorty..." said the older man, pocketing his new treasure before heading back to the Halfway House and his room, where he would undoubtedly be getting HIGH tonight...
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SOUTH PHILLY
47 yr old Julio Espisedo sat down with his live-in girlfriend [38 yr old Latrina Nelson], and tried to explain her son's living conditions with her astringed husband [KaliQ]. Leaving out the sexual parts [of course], Julio tried to explain KaliQ's strong arm approach without alarming Latrina, who had a completely different way of raising their child.
But despite Julio's carefully edited description, Latrina still found fault in her ex's decisions to keep Kaleb out of school to work around the house as a maid.
"It's NOT like that, really...!" defended Julio, trying to clarify without spilling too much.
"I understand that you and KaliQ may have gotten close to each other while searching for Kaleb when he ran away to that drug house..." [chaps-5 & 6] "...but you really don't KNOW him like I do! KaliQ thinks HE'S right about everything! He's the most arrogant, pigheaded, hardheaded man I've ever known! Kaleb should be in SCHOOL, or at least working to earn a living..., NOT cleaning up after his father like a free live-in MAID!!"
"I'm telling you, L, it's not like that..." defended Julio, knowing once she got all worked up, she'd be wanting to stop over.
"Don't CALL me that..." said Latrina, feeling an icy chill up her spine. "...that's what HE used to call me...!" she added, referring to her ex-husband.
"Sorry." said Julio, knowing there was no turning her back.
"I want to GO over there...!" she said, to no surprise. "Kaleb's MY son too..., I should be able to look IN on him without his father acting like a total ass!"
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WEST PHILLY
19 yr old Quest Winfield [Q] ignored the phone call coming in from his cell phone. Every time it would ring, he'd read the caller ID name `Raheim', then set his phone to silence. "Somebody's trying awfully hard to get ahold of YOU, boy...!" said Q's grandma, cooking one of her favorite signature dishes.
"I don't wanna talk to `em..." said Q, recalling the hoods that broke into Raheim's apt and ruffed him up, saying he wasn't to be trusted [chap-15].
"Did you all have a fight...?" asked his grandma curiously, wondering what the riff was?
"No..." answered Q, not really wanting to tell her the whole story. "...he...did a couple of guys wrong..., and so I'm...
"...wonderin' if he gonna fuck YOU over too, eh...?" asked Granny. "That's a GOOD question to ask yourself, boy...! How LONG have you known this man...?"
"Not long, Granny..." admitted Q.
"But you got very CLOSE nonetheless...?" she asked, sensing it.
"Yeah..." said Q, sadly.
Grandma shook her head...
"Friendships are like wedgies..." she said wisely, cooking over an open pot. "...every so often they get all twisted up in yur ass crack, and you have to pick them out in public sometimes, embarrassingly..."
"Is there a POINT to this story, Grandma...?" frowned Q, grossed out with the idea of seeing his granny picking her panties out of her ass.
"Don't SASSY me, boy...!" sensed Grandma, holding up her wooden spoon.
"I'm NOT..." chuckled Q, holding up his hands defensively. "...I'm just askin'..."
Granny rolled her eyes, then continued cooking...
"My POINT is..., you don't throw away the underwear, you just pick out the wedgy and keep going..., no matter how uncomfortable it gets...!"
"Okay..." thought Q aloud, taking his grandma's words under consideration. "...so yur sayin' even though me and my FRIEND are in a tight squeeze, I should still KEEP my friendship regardless of how uncomfortable it feels...?"
Just then Q's cell phone went off again, the caller ID reading `Raheim'. Q paused for a second, then took a deep breath before answering...
"Raheim..." he said, trying to sound enthusiastic. "...wussup...?! Naw...naw man, I was'n ignoring you..., I was...DOIN' somethin' for my granma..." he lied, taking the call into the next room for privacy.
Grandma shook her head, laughing...
"THAT'S why I don't wear underwear..." she said to herself, stirring the pot...
Meanwhile, Q was trying to sweet talk Raheim...
RAHEIM: "I thought maybe those GUYS from the other day might've scared you off...?"
Q: "Well..., it WAS kinda scary..." he admitted, having been shaken by the experience.
RAHEIM: "Nothin' like that's EVER happened to me before..., so I doubt it'll happen again...! I mean, if you ever still wanted to come though...?"
Q: "I dunno..."
RAHEIM: "I thought you liked this DICK...?"
Q: "Yeah...? What gave you that impression...?"
RAHEIM: "MAAAN...you gonna come over here an' give me some MORE of that ass, or what...?"
Q: "ahh...so it's YOU who really liked it, eh...?" joked Q, getting aroused.
RAHEIM: "My dick's hard NOW just thinkin' bout it!"
Q: "Oh really...?" asked the 19 yr old. "I might have to DO some stuff for my Granny first..., but I'll be over right after, okay...?"
RAHEIM: "Hurry..." insisted the 21 yr old, stroking his erection though his underwear... "...I might have to start WITHOUT you...!"
Q: "Don't have me drive over there for nothin'...! See you soon!" laughed Q, clicking off.
"SO..." said Grandma Win', standing in the doorway, listening. "...I take it YOU and that China Boy'r back together again, eh...?" she asked, assuming it was Tae on the line. "Just make sure when you start sneakin' him back in here...and you WILL..., that you don't be blastin' that loud ass rap music like yall normally do...! Nobody wants to HEAR yall poppin' off and goin' at it..., but nobody wanna hear all that loud ass cussin' either!"
"GRANDMA!" shocked Q, realizing granny was sharper than he thought...
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WEST
Julio tried phoning KaliQ in advance, warning him that his ex-wife wasn't satisfied with second hand feedback of her son's welfare, and that she wanted to stop by for a visit.
KALIQ: "Well, WHAT did you tell her...?!" asked the biological father, concerned Julio might have blabbed too much about his new found relationship with his son.
JULIO: "I didn't tell her ANYTHING..." he whispered, keeping his voice low so Latrina couldn't hear him. "...I only said that you have a strong hand over Kaleb..., that you controlled his every move and made sure he stayed out of trouble!"
KALIQ: "So you didn't tell her what WE did to him...?!"
JULIO: "No! Of course not!"
KALIQ: "Good..., cuz if I'm in trouble for it, YOU"RE in trouble for it too!"
JULIO: "I know..." answered the older man. "...I'm just giving you a heads-up...! Expect a call from her soon...!"
KALIQ: "I'll DO that!" answered the father, hanging up.
Sure enough, Latrina called sometime shortly thereafter, requesting a date to visit with her 18 year old son? KaliQ refused her any alone time, only consenting to visits with HIS presence. But I'm his MOTHER...!' argued Latrina, believing she should be able to visit whenever she wanted. I was forced to call ahead if I wanted to visit Kaleb...' explained KaliQ. You NEVER called to visit Kaleb...' argued Latrina, ...you only called when you wanted to bitch about s child support payments...!' Whatever...' responded KaliQ, still at work. ...bottom line is you're not allowed in MY house until I'm home from work! You've had the last 9 years to fuck up our son's life..., I don't need you saying or doing something else to make his life worse!' Worse...??' questioned Latrina, largely insulted. Maybe if you were a better DAD he wouldn't be in the situation he is now...!' Well THAT'S what I'm trying to be, NOW...' countered KaliQ, ...and I don't need YOU calling and checking IN on us like we're any of your responsibility! Kaleb's with ME now..., so you visit under my supervision, or not at all!' CLICK.
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HOURS LATER
40 yr old KaliQ Nelson parked his car outside his west Philly home, and proceeded up the steps to his front door when he was approached by his ex-wife and her lover. "KaliQ...!" called Latrina, getting out of her car parked across the street.
"Damn..." sighed KaliQ, stopping on the top step. "...I can't even get home 5 minutes before you come clawing at my back...?!"
"Get over yourself, I'm not here for YOU..., I'm here for Kaleb!" snapped the ex-wife, ascending the steps.
"Trina..., maybe we should let KaliQ have a few minutes before we go in...?" suggested Julio [grabbing his girlfriend's arm], knowing KaliQ's sexual deal with his son [last chap].
"What for...?" asked Latrina, annoyed. "It's not like he didn't know we were coming...!"
"Maybe we could give him a few minutes to tidy up around the house...?" suggested Julio, respectfully. "And maybe WARN Kaleb we're coming...?"
"According to YOU, Kaleb's KaliQ's personal MAID, so the house should ALWAYS be in order!" argued Latrina, snatching her arm back from his grasp. "And WHY would my own son need to be `warned' that his mother's coming...?!"
"I didn't mean like THAT..." explained Julio, knowing Latrina was always overly sensitive when it came to her son.
"Fuck all this..., let's just go IN already...!" snapped KaliQ, putting his key in the door.
"NO...that's not necessary...!" panicked Julio, picturing Kaleb naked on his knees at the door to greet his father...
KaliQ opened the door, as Julio's heart was about to burst in his chest. KaliQ stepped aside to allow Latrina to step inside first. Latrina rolled her eyes as she walked up into the house, followed by her boyfriend and KaliQ. Julio was pleasantly surprised that Kaleb wasn't kneeling on the floor with his mouth drooling open, waiting for his father's big dick...
"I called ahead..." whispered KaliQ, much to Julio's relief. "...Kaleb knew we were coming...!"
"MOM...!" called Kaleb, coming down the steps from upstairs.
Latrina was surprised when Kaleb [who wasn't speaking to her less than a month ago] ran over and gave her a huge hug.
"MY..." she gasped, "...how are things here at your father's...?" she couldn't help asking.
"I LOVE it here, mom...!" he said, beaming brightly.
Latrina laughed nervously, somewhat shocked and surprised by her son's enthusiasm.
"Okay..." she accepted [a hard pill to swallow], taking a seat on the sofa... "...so tell me..., what's so great about living here with your father...?" she asked, wanting to hear it from his own mouth.
"Well..." started Kaleb, taking a seat next to her as KaliQ and Julio stood watching/listening... "...first of all, he's my DAD...!" stated the 17 year old, having lost the last 9 years with his father after his parents separated and divorced. "Second..., he's teaching me a lot...! I'm just glad to be in his presence all the time! I love him!"
"Awe...that...special...!" smiled Latrina, feeling a little jealous of their relationship. "So, what do you DO all day while your father's at work...?"
"Dad says I need to earn my keep around here..." explained Kaleb, "...so I clean, mop and vacuum floors, wash dishes, do laundry, fold clothes, clean the bathroom, take out the trash..."
"In other words, ALL the stuff I've been trying to get you to do around OUR house for years...!" said Latrina, sarcastically.
Kaleb chuckled...
"Yeah..." he agreed, bashfully.
"What about friends...?" asked Latrina. "Do you have any FRIENDS around here...?"
"Well..." said Kaleb, looking up at his dad... "...DADDY says I need to EARN my freedom, so I'm not allowed to leave the house until he says so...!"
"He disappeared for DAYS on end when he went to that drug house..." explained KaliQ, sternly. "...I'm NOT letting him outside until I know for sure I can trust him...!"
"Okay..." reasoned Latrina. "...but what about SCHOOL...? He needs to get an education somewhere...!"
"There are Online classes he can take to earn his diploma...!" answered KaliQ. "He doesn't have to leave the house for that!"
"So that's your answer to everything...? Locking him up here in the house...?" asked Latrina.
"What would you rather...? Me turn him back over to the drug dealers...?!" asked KaliQ.
"I expect some STRUCTURE in his life...!" argued Trina.
"You don't think I'm giving him structure...?!" asked KaliQ. "He's cleaning..., he's earning things like television in his room, video games and such...! You think I should just GIVE him everything he wants like YOU did...? You SEE how that turned out!"
"He CAME here with his own television and video games...!" countered Latrina. "How's he going to earn what he already owns...?!"
"I confiscated everything you gave him, and put them in the basement until he's ready to have them again!" stated KaliQ.
"You WHAT...??!" yelled Latrina, jumping out of her seat. "WHERE'S your room...?" she asked, "I want to SEE your room, right now!"
Kaleb looked at his father for permission...?
KaliQ gave his consent, giving his son the signal to go show his mother his room. Kaleb escorted his mother upstairs to his bedroom. Latrina's disapproval could be heard all the way downstairs.
"YOU BASTARD!!" she screamed, storming back down the steps as fast as her high heels could take her. "Our son sleeps on a bare MATTRESS on the floor in his room...??! WHERE'S his clothes...?! WHERE'S all his stuff...??!"
"Like I said..., he has to EARN them...!" said KaliQ, stone faced.
"Come with ME, Kaleb...!" said Latrina, holding out her hand from her son to grasp. "I'm taking you HOME with me and Julio...! There's NO NEED for you to have to live like a prisoner in your own home! If your FATHER wants to look after inmates, he should get a JOB at a prison! COME ON, KALEB...!"
"Dad...?" called Kaleb, nervous and frightened...
"If you want to live with your mother...then GO...!" answered KaliQ, leaving the decision to Kaleb.
"But I don't want to go...!" said the boy, backing away from his mother's outstretched hand...
Latrina looked dumbfounded.
"You'd rather live HERE with your father...?" she asked, astonished. "HERE where you have NO clothes, NO shoes, NO video games, where you can't go outside and make friends...?! You'd rather stay HERE than live with me and Julio...?!??"
Kaleb looked at his dad, then at Julio...the MAN his mother was dating, the man he couldn't have as his own...
"YES!" he answered, breaking his mother's heart.
Tears swelled up in Latrina's eyes as she ran for the door, unable to believe her son would rather live with a domineering men like his father, than with her!
"I'm sorry about that, KaliQ..." said Julio, before going after his woman.
KaliQ walked to the door with his son, watching as Julio got into the driver's seat Latrina's car. She couldn't even look up as they pulled off, too busy shielding her crying face from nosey neighbors as Julio took her back home.
"You did good, son..." said KaliQ, rubbing the top of his son's head.
"Did I Dad...?" asked Kaleb, standing beside his father.
KaliQ frowned...
"What I tell you about calling me that...?" he asked, unhappily.
Kaleb lowered his head, submissively.
"I'm sorry, sir..." he corrected, remorsefully.
"Up to your room..." said his father, "...assume punishment position...!" he added, causing Kaleb's dick to jump with excitement.
"Yes sir!" he answered, darting upstairs to undress.
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AND ELSEWHERE...
Q pulled up outside Raheim's 3 story apartment building in west Philly, then climbed the steps to his apartment door. Raheim hadn't answered his cell phone since Q left his grandma's house, but he figured he was just playing hard to get and would probably answer the door when he got there.
Reaching the top step, Q noticed Raheim's apt door ajar. Pushing it open, he slowly [cautiously] crept inside, expecting to see Raheim lying naked on the sofa, perhaps stroking his big dick...?
"Hey...? YOU in here...?" he asked, calling out loud.
When he got no answer, he heard water running in the bathroom. With porn playing on the television [the sound turned down], Q suspected Raheim MUST have started the party without him, then went into the shower to clean up?
"Oh, so THAT'S how you play me...?" he asked, pushing open the bathroom door. "Well, I ain't come all the way over here for nothin'..., so MOVE OVER...!" he teased, pulling back the shower curtain to find Raheim dead, having apparently HUNG himself in the shower...
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Kaleb ran upstairs and stripped naked, tossing his clothes on the floor before falling onto his bare mattress with his head tucked submissively between his legs [his ass raised high in the air]. He could hear his father milling about downstairs, taking his time to get himself a beer before climbing the steps to the second floor. Kaleb's dick grew extra hard when he heard his father's heavy boots coming up the steps. With his head still ducked, he could only imagine what his father looked like standing in the doorway of his room, staring down at his bare ass staring back up at him.
KaliQ Nelson took a huge swig of his ice cold brew before taking another look at his son's hot ass. Indeed it did look good, waiting for him to administer punishment. He took another deep swig before walking over to the mattress. Staring down at the ass, he could just see the budding asshole, already cleaned and puckered, eagerly awaiting his father's actions.
KaliQ kneeled down behind his son, getting a closer view of the ass he'd been riding every night since he and his son made a master/slave agreement while's he's living there. Placing his beer on the floor, he began caressing his beautiful ass cheeks, molding them with his bare hands, pulling the cheeks apart to stare at the sweet dark hole hiding in-between.
Kaleb could feel his father's huge hands molesting his ass, massaging the cheeks and making him feel good. He knew in a few moments the pleasure would be replaced with severe pain, as his father's massaging hands would become his punishment. He looked down between his spread knees [past his rock hard erection and dangling ball sac] to see his father's pant crotch. He could easily see the large lump down his pant leg, indicating an enormous erection. His father was just as excited about the punishment as HE was!
"You did GOOD at first, boy..." informed KaliQ, making sure Kaleb knew WHY he was being punished. "...letting your mother know how much you liked living here...! Letting her know the rules of EARNING your rewards...! But then you fucked up and called me `dad' while we were alone...! WHAT did I tell you to call me when we were by ourselves...?"
"SIR or Master, sir...!" answered Kaleb, obediently.
"Right..." responded KaliQ, "...so now you have to be punished so it won't happen again!"
"Sir, yes sir!" answered Kaleb.
KaliQ rubbed his hands over his son's bubbled butt for a few more minutes [enjoying the look and feel beneath his fingertips], then lifted his right hand in the air before bringing it back down HARD upon the unprotected skin.
SLAP! "URHH...!" grunted Kaleb.
KaliQ raised his hand again...
SLAP! "URHH...!"
SLAP! "URHH...!"
SLAP! "URHH...!"
SLAP! "URHH...!"
SLAP! "URHH...!"
Kaleb received 20 HARD slaps from his father's heavy hand [10 on each cheek]. Kaleb's sexual excitement was quickly replaced with fear, as he tried [unsuccessfully] from crying aloud. KaliQ could hear his son's sobs by the end of the punishment, and started to softly caress the hot ass cheeks he'd just put ablaze, soothing them with tenderness. "Punishment's over, boy..." he informed, parting the cheeks. "...now comes the FUN part...!"
Given permission, Kaleb reached down between his legs [past his now soft dangling penis] and began caressing his father's hard bulge. Despite the punishment, KaliQ Nelson's dick remained hard the whole time. He reached down and undid his pants, freeing his monster dong as his son grasped it with his hand, slowly jerking it. KaliQ couldn't resist bending forward and eating his son's ass...
"uhh..." moaned Kaleb softly, feeling his father's face wedge between his cheeks, his warm wet tongue licking along his ass crack, tantalizing his fuck-hole.
KaliQ couldn't get over how much Kaleb's ass resembled his mother's. KaliQ Nelson loved slapping his wife's ass while he fucked her from behind, or whenever she rode his big dick in a chair. She [however] was never into anal sex, so KaliQ didn't get a chance to experience it [ironically] until his SON.
KaliQ couldn't believe how easily he got into fucking his own son's asshole. He'd heard [for years] how close to pussy an anus resembled, but never believed it until he found himself balls deep inside his son's convulsing rectum. Now he found himself eating ass like pussy, licking the soft puffy surface, drilling the puckered lips with his tongue, feeling the hole contract and spasm on his fingers and tongue, he couldn't get enough of shoving his face between the spongy buns, eating his bitch's hole until it was quivering wildly from an anal orgasm...
"Suck this dick!" ordered KaliQ, removing his face.
Kaleb spun around on his knees [facing his father], taking the big hard dick into his mouth. KaliQ watched his son's open mouth envelop his manhood, his soft lips encircling him as his mouth collapsed and began suctioning. KaliQ reached down over his son's naked back and began fingering his butt pussy, darting them in and out until the ring started to flower open, taking the digging digits past the second knuckles.
Kaleb bobbed his head on his daddy's dick, sliding his wet juicy mouth up and down the hard shaft, wetting it thoroughly as he painted his tongue all along the column. He could feel his dad's fingers digging in and out of him, stretching his anus and preparing it for fucking. He couldn't wait to feel his father's big crank up his ass again, taking total control of him, giving his empty life final purpose.
KaliQ put his free hand on the nap of Kaleb's neck, then pulled his face in close to force Kaleb to swallow his dick. Kaleb felt the dickhead pushing pass his throat muscles, causing his asshole to flex around his father's embedded fingers. KaliQ continued to press until his thick dick penetrated Kaleb's throat, sinking down into his warm esophagus.
Kaleb felt his throat stretching to accommodate his dad's thick prick, even as his own asshole sucked upon his father's fingers. KaliQ loved both feelings as his dick twitched in his son's throat, anticipating the wet grip of his son's anal pussy.
"Back on the bed!" ordered the father, pulling Kaleb off his dick.
Kaleb felt the prick rip from his mouth and throat as he was quickly ushered back around [face away from his dad]. KaliQ pulled his son's ass cheeks apart, then leaned in close to spit a healthy amount of saliva onto the anus before aiming his dick up against the pouty lips.
Kaleb barely had time to brace himself properly when his dick suddenly inserted himself, shoving his dick 10 and 1/2 inches deep with one plunge.
"URRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHHH...!!" groaned Kaleb, feeling his father's dick pierce him deep.
KaliQ planted his dick balls deep inside his son's ass, feeling his anus convulsing wildly about his suddenly embedded dick. Grounding against his ass, he churned his meaty prick around inside him, stretching out the hole before gripping him by the shoulders to fuck.
"Oh god..." moaned Kaleb, feeling his father's dick starting to slide back and forth through him.
In doggy position, he could feel his father's powerful thrusts as he buried his dick time and again, beating more punishing blows against his ass as he drilled him from behind and forced him to take every inch of his powerful manhood.
"THIS is what you wanted, right...?" asked KaliQ, gripping his son by the throat before lifting him up off his hands and solely onto his knees. "THIS'S what you STAYED for, right...? The DICK! What you sent your mother home crying for...?!"
"YES..." gasped Kaleb, his head titled back as the majority of his weight was supported by his father's strong hold on his throat, his fingers only inches from the mattress as his ass was pounded hard from behind. "...YES SIR...! I stayed for YOU and the dick, sir!"
KaliQ grit his teeth, knowing his son was a full-fledged faggot now...
"I don't know what disgusts me more..." he said, his hips slapping into his son's fat ass nonstop. "...that fact that I have a faggot for a son..., OR the fact that he's the best piece of ass I've had in a LONG time...?!"
Kaleb whimpered happily when his dad said he was the best piece of ass he's had. His asshole flexed, then dilated around his father's plunging shaft, the constant in/out thrusting pulverizing his sphincter muscles, making it nearly impossible to stay tight as the hole began to moisten and salivate on its own.
"Shit...!" groaned KaliQ as he fucked harder into his son's ass doggy style, one hand holding him by the throat, the other holding onto his jetted hips, --his pelvic bone slapped repeatedly into his firm butt bubble.
Kaleb grunted loudly after every inward thrust his father made into his ass, his cries timed perfectly to coincide with the loud slaps between their crashing flesh. KaliQ couldn't stop fucking into the boy, his body molding to the shape of his dick as it pulling back and pushed forth through his hole, ramming gut deep through his moist massaging entrails.
"FUCK boy..., you got too much of your MOMMA in you...!" said KaliQ, hugging Kaleb's back against his chest as he continued to thrust and hump up into him.
Kaleb groaned softly as he milked his father's shaft with his ass muscles, trying to make it good for him. KaliQ wrapped his arms around his son's torso, hugging him tightly from behind as he rammed his dick in and out bone deep.
Kaleb could feel his dad's hands holding onto him, his strong arms about his body like muscled blanket, keeping him safe and warm, even as he continued fucking him. KaliQ nestled his face into his son's neck and shoulder, passionately kissing the soft skin and mentally forgetting it was his SON he was fucking.
Gently forcing Kaleb face down on the mattress, KaliQ got on top and continued fucking, thrusting up and down as he slid and slammed his dick in and out of the hole. The 2 men obviously loved their positions in this relationship, both accepting their roles as master/slave, giving the each other what the other craved most.
KaliQ rose up on his arms [in pushup position] while riding his son's ass from above. He looked down to watch his dick disappearing between the spread cheeks, his hairy pubic bone slapping against the taut brown buns with every thrust.
Looking up Kaleb's muscled back and broadening shoulders, KaliQ began to start looking at his son in a different light, not just as his offspring or his bitch. Kaleb was starting to physically become a MAN, KaliQ found himself laying hard strides into his son's backside, fucking him harder, stronger, deeper...
"URRHH...! URRHH...! URRHH...!" grunted Kaleb after every thrust, his body taking the brunt of every stroke.
"Roll over...!" ordered KaliQ, pulling out of Kaleb momentarily.
Kaleb rolled over onto his back, then instantly lifted his legs, exposing his ass for more fucking. KaliQ got into position over top his son, then reinserted his dick, shoving in balls deep.
"OOOOHH FUCK, sir...!" moaned Kaleb, feeling the dick spear him again.
KaliQ leaned in over Kaleb [his arms on either side of his prone body] and resumed fucking. Kaleb held his legs up and open on their own accord, giving his father steady access into his ass. He could feel his dad's dick sliding through him, widening the exit hole and squeezing up into his loins. Kaleb's own dick lay hard across his abdomen, rock hard and dying for attention, every time KaliQ thrust into Kaleb's ass, his dick jumped with extra excitement.
KaliQ fucked Kaleb in missionary position endlessly, enjoying the wet wonderful suction of his son's welcoming manhole sucking consistently on his manhood. Kaleb unbuttoned his father's shirt, then lifted his t-shirt to expose his bare torso so he could lick and suck his father's erect nipples, causing KaliQ to groan aloud wantonly.
Fucking harder into his son's ass, he laid down on top of Kaleb, smashing their fronts together as Kaleb's erection throbbed against his crunching stomach muscles. Kaleb moaned softly in his father's ear, taking each thrust deep into his gut as his body reacted to the anal assault. Reaching his hands up over his father's back, he could feel his muscles bulging through his back as he humped and thrust straight through him. All the while Kaleb's dick was rubbing against his father's stomach, bringing him closer to climax.
"Oh shit, daddy..., I'm about to cum...!" he panted, unable to hold off.
KaliQ lifted up just in time to watch the cum shooting from his son's unmanned dick, streaking white strips of cum across his torso like white ribbons. KaliQ could feel his son's anus spasm around his plunging dick, triggering his own orgasm as he rammed in one last time and unloaded a gut full of semen directly in his colon.
"ARRRRHHHHHH...!!" screamed the father, straining against his son as he filled him full, collapsing on top with exhaustion soon after.
Kaleb lovingly wrapped his arms around his father's sweaty back, feeling the tension ease out of him with his orgasm. He could feel his dad's dick pulsing inside him, even as his own dick pulsed between them, his own cum plastering them together like glue.
"Did I do GOOD, sir...?" asked Kaleb, looking for a little praise for a job well done.
KaliQ lifted up to look down in his son's face...
"You did good..." he said, his dick still draining in his ass. "...until you called me `daddy' again...!" he informed, causing a surprised look on Kaleb's face. "You're going to have to punished again..." He added, causing Kaleb's dick to tingle with excitement...