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Added: Jan 26, 2011
Owner: puzziboi
Total Stories: 22

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Pete stood outside the convenience store on the corner of 22nd and Quinn waiting for nothing in particular. As he drank his 40 and discussed the playoffs with a group of acquaintances, he noticed a midnight blue BMW 7-series pull up with a vanity plate that read "FABULICIOUS". The driver was speaking on his cell phone and pretended not to notice that Pete and all the other men were staring right at him. He finished his conversation and headed inside the store.

Chauncey, oldest of the bunch and frequent half-way house dweller, commented, "That fag can suck a mean dick."
"How you know," inquired Preach.
"Cause he sucked mine," he shot back.
"You lyin'. That bitch ain't sucked yo old ass dick."

The group laughed. When the driver exited the store, all the men stared at his six foot tall frame. He had an athletic build and wore a purple velour jumpsuit. He jumped into his vehicle and pulled over to one of the gas pumps.

Preach shot up, "Don't look like he remember you, Chauncey."
"He just trying to keep our stuff on the DL."
"Do he got bread," asked Pete.
"Look like it," said one.
Chauncey added, "He gave me 20 after he sucked my shit."
"Go over there and get him to suck it," prodded Preach.
"Naw nigga! I'm with Delores now. Not messing that up. Matter fact, I need to be leavin' now anyway."

Pete took a long swig of his beer. He let out a loud belch and tossed the bottle into the trash. "I'll see y'all later." He walked past the brown skinned driver and the two made eye contact. Pete grabbed his crotch and flicked his tongue.

Once the tank was full, the BMW turned down the side street following behind Pete. The car passed Pete and came to a rest at the stop sign. Pete walked casually up to driver's side window and leaned on the vehicle. "What's your name," he asked.

"Strawberry," was the reply.
"Hmmmm," Pete considered. "I like strawberries. Can I ride wit' you?"
"That depends. How old are you?"
"Grown," answered Pete.
"Never mind. You're playing games."
"Naw...I'm 51."
"Oh..."
"Don't let the age fool you. I can still dick you down."
"Is that so," Strawberry cooed.
"Hell yeah," Pete replied squeezing his dick.
"Get in."
"How much can I hold on to?"
"Come again," Strawberry quizzed.
"Come on now. I got this big dick and I just need a few dollars."
"How much?"
"Fifty."
"How big is it?"
"Real big."
"Show me."
"Here?"
"Yes."

Pete unzipped his pants and pulled his dick through the opening in his boxers. Strawberry ogled at the long, thick uncut dick. "What are you? Eleven inches?"

"Ten baby. Can I ride?"
"Get in."

Strawberry turned onto the main thoroughfare and sped off.

"How long you been fucking men?"
"Long time."
"I don't remember seeing you here before."
"I don't be around that much. Got an old lady down here, but I stay in Little Rock most of the time."
"Oh where is she?
"At home. She was naggin' the shit outta me so I got up and left."
"I hear ya."
"You got somethin' to drink at your place."
"I have some Crown."

The BMW pulled into the Tuscany Village Luxury Townhomes complex. Strawberry perfectly observed the posted fifteen-miles-per-hour speed limit sign. He pressed the remote to lift the garage door and slowly brought the car to a rest. Strawberry led the way inside and showed Pete to the couch. The guest waited while Strawberry poured a drink. Handing it to Pete, Strawberry said, "I'll be right back."

When Strawberry returned, he was wearing a pink hot shorts and a white camisole. The black pumps on his feet added another 4 inches. Pete looked stunned and spouted, "You're a tall drink of water baby."

"You like it?"
"Hell yeah. You got that fifty?"
"Hang on."

Strawberry returned with cash in hand. The exchange made, Pete pulled out his throbbing dick and began stroking it. Strawberry dropped to his knees and wrapped his luscious lips around the swollen member. He bobbed his head up and down while stroking the fat cock. Strawberry pressed down to inhale nine of the ten inches and finally gagged.

"Oh yeah. Choke on that dick," Pete ordered. He grabbed the back of Strawberry's head and forced it back down. Strawberry began to cry as Pete fucked his face with unrelenting vigor. Pete's balls slammed into Strawberry's chin repeatedly. "Where's the bedroom? I'm ready to fuck that big ass."

They ascended the stairs and landed in the king-sized bed.

"Pull them faggot shorts off so I can fuck that butt hole!"
"Yes sir," Strawberry said as he removed the article of clothing.
"Get on the edge of the bed with that ass in the air."

Pete moved behind Strawberry and spat on his dick. He placed the head at Strawberry's hole and slammed it in with full force. Strawberry jumped and screamed, "Owww!"

Pete sighed. "What the hell you runnin' for, muthafucka?"
"Be gentle at first," Strawberry protested.
"Naw. You paid for this dick. I'm gonna give you your money's worth."

Pete grabbed Strawberry's waist and pulled him back to the edge of the bed. Again, he thrust his cock with all his might into Strawberry's anus. Strawberry screamed. "Take it, bitch!"

Strawberry lowered his stomach to bed. He began inching away as he whined and moaned. Pete became frustrated and bent down next to Strawberry. He hooked his arm around Strawberry's neck and rose up quickly. "You gon' hold that ass still so I can fuck you!" With Strawberry sufficiently trapped, Pete started hammering around on the round brown booty. His dick slide in and out of the tight asshole with such fury that Strawberry yelped out repeatedly, "Please stop!"

"Shut the fuck up and relax. You act like you ain't never had no dick before."
"I'm trying to relax, but you're hurting me."
"It's all in your head. Open that ass up," Pete ordered while still banging away.

Finally Strawberry got used to feel of Pete's monstrous cock and his hole relaxed.

"That's it! You takin' this big ol' dick, boy!"
"Yes sir! I'm taking that big horse cock."
"Yeah faggot! Throw that ass on this dick!"
"Oh yes."
"Am I yo' Daddy?"
"Yes sir!"
"Tell Daddy you love his dick."
"I love your dick, Daddy!"
"Daddy loves fuckin' this tight little boypussy."

Pete pushed Strawberry flat on his stomach and pounded away. His cock went in and out in full strokes. Strawberry cooed with delight as he received every inch of the lengthy, thick cock.

"I wanna see you skeet, boy."
"Yes sir."
"Flip over on your back."

Strawberry put his legs in the air and allowed Pete's large tool to slide back inside him. As Pete clobbered that ass, Strawberry stroked his own seven inch cock. Pete spit on it and tickled the balls. "Skeet you little faggot bitch!"

Pete fucked and fucked until Strawberry announced, "I'm cumming."

The contractions in Strawberry's rectum sent Pete into a flurry. He flooded Strawberry with eight large spurts of cum. Strawberry's own faggot juices shot right onto his face.

"Oh my god," Strawberry sighed.
"I'm not through with you. I'm 'bout to fuck my cum out yo' ass."

Pete flipped Strawberry over on his knees and proceeded to beat the boypussy up. After three minutes on unrelenting pounding, the load cum oozed out of Strawberry's now loose anus. Pete scooped some up with his hand and reached around to Strawberry's mouth. "Eat it, slut!"

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