Trippin with a Convict 5 - By Gruntraq
Just then the lights came on and I heard my room mate Greg's shocked voice "What the fuck is going on!"
In all the throws of our violent three-way none of us had heard Greg unlock the door and enter the apartment. He was visibly shocked to find me and these to ex-cons getting it on. I didn't know what to say. None of us did. "Oh fuck," was the only thing that was going through my mind.
"Fucking shit! What the fuck?" Greg exclaimed backing away in utter shock. He started to turn for the door when Rod grabbed him. "Where you goin?" he questioned in a threatening tone as he began dragging Greg back into the beds. "Don't hurt him, he's my room mate!" I plead. Steve looked at all of us visually pissed that we'd been caught. He surely didn't want word getting out in our small world that he was a cock-sucker, much less an ex-con that liked sucking black dicks covered with ass paste.
Rod continued holding Greg tightly in his arms while my room mate was just looking at me with disgust and worry. "You're all a bunch of fucking fags!" Greg scorned in disgust. "My own roommate? I thought we were friends!" Steve finally piped in, `Well we got a little problem here now don't we." He motioned for Rod to let go of Greg who jerked away from the naked black thug with greasy hands. As the pungent scent of man sex was hanging thick in the air Steve grasped Greg's head with the palm of his hand and squeezed. "You gonna keep this shit to yourself?"
Greg knew damn good and well that Steve was a violent psycho and was not likely to spill the beans for fear of getting beat to shit. But unfortunately his response did not give Steve and Rod the confidence they wanted. "Fuck you fags!", was all Greg could muster. "All of you need to get the fuck out!" Looking at me with both dissappointment and anger he yelled, "You too you fucking fag! You need to get the fuck out too!"
Rod and Steve looked at each other and exchanged some kind of visual code like animals in the jungle. A wave of fear and nervousness went through me because I knew what it was. Greg was getting turned out. Rod looked at Greg and said, "We aint gonna do that cracker. We ain't going nowhere until we all have an understanding here".
Seeming to sense a threat Greg started to bolt for the door again, but Steve grabbed him with his huge tatted arms and swept him off his feet. Throwing him down on the bed next to me, Rod pounced on him and pinned him down. "Alright alright alright! You don't fucking hurt me. I wont say shit," Greg exclaimed in hopes of stemming violence. With the full weight of Rod's body holding him face down on the bed, Steve said to Greg, "Tell ya what, we're gonna make sure you don't say shit."
Rod continued to hold Greg down while Steve began hastily pulling off his shoes and pants. Pulling at his underwear the ex-con told Greg, "You gonna get fucked in the ass boy". Rod laughed and looked over at me with a devilish grin. I tried to slow all this down. "Guys there's no need for you to do this..." Steve interrupted me. "You shut the fuck up! We're just gonna dirty him up a little so he wont go spreadin the word"
Greg yelled out, "You fuckin fags! Get off me!" Looking around at all of us, he directed his anger at me. "What the fuck dude? When did you start sucking big black cocks?" Rod slapped Greg in the head. "You better watch it bitch!" Greg buried his face in the bed spread and growled into it.
Steve finally bent down and whispered in Greg's ear. "Look man, there is nothing to get scared about. Rod here is my bro, your room mate's my bro and you will be too." He ran his fingers through Greg's wavy black hair. "You just got here at the right time to try something new. The best thing you can do is relax and take it like a man. I'll treat ya right and show you the love. If you don't be cool we can let Rod resize your poop chute with his big black jackhammer. So what to ya say?" The big black thug smiled at Greg who just let out a sigh of resignation. "That's what I thought bro. Don't be scared, you'll love it."
"Yeah we gonna turn him out!" Rod chanted as he continued to pin Greg down. Steve began pumping up his tattooed cock. "Turn him over on his back!" Steve told Rod. "I want to look him in the eyes". While Steve began lubing up his tool, Rod shifted his weight, releasing Greg and rolling him over on his back. Straddling his knees on Greg's shoulders to keep him down on either side of his head, Rod grabbed his ankles and pulled his legs back out of the way. Greg was now ready to be punked.
Steve looked at me momentarily and laughed. "I knew I'd eventually get both of ya". With that he began probing his fingers into Greg's virgin hole. I just laid there watching helplessly while my ex-con buddy began to take my roomie's virginity. While I felt bad about getting Greg into this situation, I was not in a position to stop these guys. Part of me was enjoying seeing Greg get punked. I had wanted him for so long and thought perhaps this might open the door.
After some fast and romance less greasing of Greg's sphincter, Steve saddled up him throwing his legs over his shoulders and plunging in. As Steve sunk into him Greg suddenly let out a groan, "Ooowww, ohhh, take it easy! Take it easy!" Steve responded by pulling out a giving him a hard butt slam. "Ayyeeeehhhhhhhhhhhh" Greg yelped. "Shut up ya little bitch, takin it like a man means you whine like a little girl". Steve soon started bitch fucking my roomie like he had done me the first time. Watching Steve's ass from behind, I could not help getting turned on as I watched his ass cheeks clench together while he began fucking him.
Rod looked over at me and said, "Yo, make your self usefull!" I looked at him in wonder as to what he mean. "Get over here and give your roomie some head". Following orders, I saddled up to slither in between Steve and Rod to get at Greg's tool. I felt his body shuddering and shaking under the turmoil of taking Steve's jack-hammering. I looked at him briefly and saw a look on his face I could not comprehend. It was a numb look of betrayal.
Rod slapped me in the back of the head and said, "Suck it bitch!" I stuck my head down to his meat and found a beautiful cut cock that was neatly shaved and about 7". He started getting erect as I began licking around his head and shaft. He was breathing hard, letting out guttural moans of man sex. `Uhhhh, uhhhh, uhhh" Steve was fucking him with a vengeance, hitting my own head with his flat somach as he thrusted his meat into Greg. I got into it trying to give Greg the best blow job I could as I knew after this was over, there would be repercussions.
With my own asshole stinging and burning from the Brutha reaming me anew I sucked at Greg's cock and slurped on him hungrily. He was streaming sweet sticky juices now. Oh Greg tasted so good, I had dreamed of this for so long. As I worked my roomie's tool I realized he was not groaning in pain anymore. I kept at him as Steve finally began to climax and slow down, sinking deeper and more final. "Oohhh! Ohh, I', gonna blow my seed bro" Steve exclaimed and planted himself one last time deep into Greg's nest. He just held still, his tatted snake buried in my roomies hole and begun guiding my head on his cock. "That's it, suck him off. Get him off good bro."
Steve finally pulled his cock out of Greg's burning nest and shook off a few drips of his ooze onto my face. Greg continued to lay silent, slowing his breathing as I continued massaging his beautiful cock in my mouth. I finally felt him twitching and moaning as if he was ready to erupt. Just as fast as I had detected it I tasted my roomie's warm seed envelop my mouth. Tasting his warm juice, I slurped and licked and sucked him dry as he laid there breathing heavy and trying to catch his breath.
As I continued lapping up his spunk Steve stuffed his dripping cock into the picture. I slathered on both of their spent tools together as they slowly retreated. Rod got up off of Greg and stepped off the bed. Steve also pulled back and off the bed. Greg continued to lay silent, slowing his breathing as I continued massaging his beautiful cock in my mouth.
The convict and the thug got dressed hastily. Buttoning up his 501's Steve said to Rod. "Look at the them now. Ain't that sweet. We`ll let you two alone now." They both left and shut the door behind them.
To be continued.
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