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Added: Oct 15, 2011
Owner: puzziboi
Total Stories: 22

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Rodney walked casually into the after-hours mixer with his plant manager. It was his fourth day on the new job and his boss wanted to take this opportunity to introduce him to the area business community. Inside, they mingled with business owners, lawyers, bankers, and all manner of pseudo-dignitaries. Finally, Dolly Harmon was spotted. She was a middle-aged white lady with fire engine red hair and gaudy jewelry.

"Dolly, this is Rodney Marshall. He's our new human resources manager." With that Chuck Smallwood dumped his new employee to go flirt with a group of twenty-something realtors. He had already banged two of them and desperately wanted to try the third before going home to see his wife of 25 years.

Rodney and Dolly shared a pleasant exchange in which she shared all the wonderful things about Harpersville and Simpson County. Suddenly, Rodney noticed another black man in the crowd. Apparently, the trendy dressed young man also caught Dolly's eye.

"There's someone I want you to meet," the executive director of the local chamber of commerce informed her newfound friend. "Kenyon," she called out. "This is Rodney Marshall. He's the new HR manager over at H-G-K."

"Hello," offered the platinum haired Kenyon.
"Hi there," Rodney added.
Dolly continued, "Kenyon owns Haute Couture Boutique & Personal Styling. He also runs a non-profit called The Career Closet. You'll have to introduce your wife to him because he makes house calls to do hair and make-up. And I must say he is a magician."
"I sure will. She'd love that," remarked the light-skinned hazel-eyed brother.
"Let me give you this," said Kenyon as he produced a pale pink and purple business card.
"Thanks, I'll make sure she gets it," Rodney informed the cosmetologist.
"I'm a barber as well when you're in need of a haircut."
"Does it look that bad, Kenyon," chuckled Rodney.
"To the contrary, sir. Just letting you know I offer a full range of services," he added with a wink.
"Well, I'll let you two network. I'm going to go make sure Libby Stone isn't drinking too much," she half-whispered, half-gossiped. "It was nice meeting you, Rodney. Good to see you again, Kenyon. I'll be in touch to make my next appointment."

"So, how long have you been in Harpersville?"
"Just got here Monday morning."
"And, how do you like it?"
"So far so good."
"When can I cut your hair?"
"So, it is that bad."
"You said it. Not me."
"You said you make house calls, right?"
"I sure do. I can come to your office during the day as well."
"What about hotels?"
"Where are you staying?"
"At the Extended Stay on Matlin."
"What time?"
"After we leave here."
"Okay! Just give me a call. I'm going to go mingle a little more."
"Alright take care."

Rodney watched the dark-skinned man switch away wearing a pair of silver sequined high heeled boots. He wondered how such a flamboyant man survived in this medium-sized city. He also imagined how those full glossy lips would feel on his thick cock. He made his way over to refreshments table and introduced himself to a couple of overweight suits.

Rodney glanced at his watch and saw that it was 6:38 p.m. He scanned the room for Kenyon, but did not see him. He elected not to tell Chuck he was leaving as it was apparent that he was making googly eyes at a mildly attractive much younger brunette. He headed out the door to his Lincoln Navigator and called his wife. As he told her all about his day, he sped off to his temporary digs.

In the hotel suite, he undressed and put on a t-shirt and jeans. He searched for Kenyon's business card and dialed the number designated mobile phone.

"This is Kenyon," he answered with a lisp.
"Hi there! It's Rodney. We just met at the chamber."
"Yes, we did. Ready for that haircut."
"I am. What time can you come?"
"Thirty minutes alright?"
"See you then. Room 143."
"Okey dokey. Buh-bye."

Kenyon knocked at the door and waited for his client to let him in. He pulled a bright orange roller bag behind him. "Staying the night," smirked Rodney.
"You wish," laughed the stylist. "These are my tools."

He went about unpacking his clippers, combs, cape, and other necessities. "Let's pull this chair in the bathroom so it'll be easier to clean the hair afterwards," he instructed Rodney.

As he went to work shaping up the six-foot-and-one-half-inch man's hair, he asked a question. "Would you like me to trim your beard and moustache too?"
"How much does all this cost?"
"Twenty-five for the whole thing. Without the beard, twenty."
"Sure! Go for it!"
"Where did you move from?"
"Michigan."
"Should be much warmer here. When do your wife and kids get in town."
"They'll be here in two weeks after we close on the house."
"What area are you buying in?"
"Huxley Park."
"I hear you clucking big chicken."
Rodney laughed. "We got a good deal."
"Yeah. Two hundred and fifty grand," Kenyon countered. "I've got a lot of clients that live out there."

"You have a lot going on. A boutique, hair, and a non-profit."
"What can I say? I like to be about mines."
"You mean 'mine'."
"I know. It just sounds more gay when I say 'mines'."
"You're a trip."
"I know. I got a bachelor's in business before I went to beauty school."
"Wow! From where?"
"Mississippi A&I."
"HBCU."
"All the way."
"Me too. I went to Hampton."

Kenyon finished lining up Rodney's edges and moved to the front. As he clipped and combed the facial hair, Rodney studied his skin. "Your skin is really clear. I always though dark-skinned people were sexy."
"Thank you, love!"

Rodney was entranced by the bright red lips. "I gotta ask. Is it hard being a gay man in this town?"
"Oh no, honey. The ladies love me. And, the boys do too," he added matter-of-factly.
"Is that so?"
"Baby yes."
"So you got a man."
"Got several. You wanna be one?"
"Gotta admit. Your short chocolate ass turns me on."
"You ever been with a boy before."
"Yeah. A few times. I like 'em real feminine. Just like you."
"I bet you do, Daddy. Take a look in the mirror and see if you like the cut."
"I look like a million bucks. Thanks!"
"Let me clean up in here and I'll be out in a moment."

Rodney sat on the bed flipping channels while Kenyon used his dust buster to get the stray hair off the floor. The water began to run and several minutes later the barber emerged from the bathroom. Rodney's eyes bugged when he saw the five-foot-six-inch vixen standing in front of him. He was now wearing a pair black stilettos and yellow lace boyshorts.

"How's this, Daddy?"
"Perfect! Come get on this dick."

Kenyon moved to the bed and dropped to his knees. He unbuckled the Rodney's jeans and set free the fat, engorged eight inch prick. The shaft was pale and veiny; the head was dark and mushroom-like. Kenyon shot a sultry look of approval at his big-dicked friend. He kissed the tip and wrapped his juicy lips around it. As he eased the tool down his throat, he massaged Rodney's balls.

"Damn that feel good, baby!"

Kenyon slurped and gagged all over the erect member. He worked his back and forth in a semicircular motion. With his other hand, he began stroking the lengthy cock. Rodney's body pulsated with pleasure as his Nubian fairy worked his stiffened love muscle. Rodney placed his large palms on Kenyon's smooth body and fondled his asshole. "Damn you got some tight pussy."

"It's your pussy, Daddy."
"Hell yea! You want this big black cock, boy?"
"Yes sir," Kenyon replied.
"Keep sucking it. You're gonna get it good."

Kenyon continued feasting on the meat stick before him. Rodney inserted a finger into Kenyon's hole and wiggled it around. "I can't wait to get up in that."

Kenyon licked up Rodney's pre-cum. He removed the dick from his mouth and jerked on it while kissing Rodney's inner thighs. Then, he licked the balls some more. Rodney twitched as he felt Kenyon's tongue slide down to his butt crack. Kenyon dove right in and ate Rodney's ripe smelling manly asshole. It tasted like he was due for taking a shit and Kenyon loved it.

"Eat that ass, baby," Rodney squealed. His dick jumped suddenly and shot a huge load of cum. Kenyon felt the surge happen and placed his hand at the head to catch the love juices. Rodney collapsed onto the bed and let out a huge moan.

"Watch this," Kenyon instructed. Rodney was amazed when he saw Kenyon lap up the thick cum and swallow it.
"That was hot! Sorry I came so quick. I still wanna fuck that boypussy."
"You will."
"Sit on my face."

Kenyon removed his boyshorts and straddled Rodney's face. Rodney stuck out his tongue and searched for the warm waiting anus. It tasted like cotton candy and smelled fresh. "Damn, your pussy is perfect."
"Thanks Daddy!"

Rodney slapped Kenyon's asscheeks as he chowed down on the booty hole. Kenyon cooed in delight, "Eat your boypussy, Daddy."

This caused Rodney's dick to harden again. He stroked himself while still gobbling Kenyon's tight ass. "I'm ready to fuck you now," he announced.

Kenyon hopped off Rodney's mouth and got on all fours. Rodney knelt behind him and placed his raw dick at Kenyon's supple hole. He reached for a bottle a lotion and squeezed a fair amount onto the space where the head of his cock met Kenyon's silky flesh. He spread the cheeks apart and pushed his dick inside.

"Oh my god! It's sooooo big," yelled Kenyon
"You can take it, baby."

Rodney got all eight-and-a-half inches inside. He pumped slowly at first - pulling only an inch or two out and then gently pushing it back in. Kenyon worked hard to relax and open his rectum. Rodney reached under his fuck toy and fondled his tiny balls. The massaging action released the tension in Kenyon's body. "That's it! Open that ass," ordered Rodney.

Kenyon started throwing it back on Rodney's taut cock. Rodney now pulled out six inches and slammed them back into Kenyon's pussy hole. He bulldozed the boypussy and spanked Kenyon's butt cheeks while doing so. His full strokes sent his balls full force into his slutty sissy bottom's body. The sound of the skin-on-skin slapping was an aphrodisiac for both master and slave.

Kenyon cried out, "Fuck me, Daddy."
"Hell yeah, faggot! Take this dick!"

Rodney pushed Kenyon's face down into the bed as he jammed his tool in and out of the now gaping hole. The hefty stick kept jabbing at Kenyon's prostate and he was loving it. A few moments later, Kenyon announced, "I'm cumming!" His ass flooded Rodney's dick with a gooey stream of ass juice. The wetness drove Rodney insane and he began pummeling the asshole even harder. Kenyon squirmed to wrestle himself free, but it was of no use. Rodney outweighed him by over 80 pounds and had his full weight on top of him.

"Roll over," Rodney commanded.

Kenyon got on his back and Rodney placed his legs over his shoulders. He hunched down to dig out the inner sanctum in the missionary position. Rodney looked deep into Kenyon's green contacts and lowered himself close to his face. Kenyon's hands gripped Rodney's back passionately. He ran them all over his body and squeezed his butt as he continued throwing his sizeable dick into his drenched asshole.

"Goddamn, I love the way you touch me," Rodney confessed. He kissed Kenyon's neck and then attacked his lips. An extremely sloppy kiss ensued for the next three minutes while he hammered Kenyon's anal cavity. "You're built just like a bitch."

"I know," snickered Kenyon.

Rodney hefted Kenyon up as he placed both feet on the floor. He stood in the middle of the room lifting Kenyon up and down on his dick. The pair continued kissing periodically. Kenyon encouraged his lover, "Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me!"

Just then, Rodney's phone rang. The ringntone let him know it was his wife. "Do you need to get that," Kenyon asked.
"Not right now."

Rodney walked to the other side of the room as Kenyon kept on bouncing on the dick. He now leaned Kenyon into the wall and used the leverage to shove his manhood in and out of Kenyon rapidly. Rodney's dick and balls were aching for another release. Kenyon could feel him tensing up. Rodney pulled back from the wall and moved back towards the bed.

Kenyon's ass stuck off the bed slightly as Rodney sustained the pounding. "Play with that dick," he demanded. Kenyon grabbed his rod and jerked it. "I wanna see you cum."
"Well let me ride you, Daddy."

Rodney pulled out and lay down on the floor. Kenyon saddled up and threw himself back on the dick. As he bounced up and down, he stroked himself. "I'm gonna cum," he yelled. A stream of white stickiness poured out onto Rodney's chest. Almost simultaneously, Rodney flipped Kenyon over and now had him in the doggy position once more.

"Please stop, Daddy. I can't take any more."
"Yeah you can!"

Rodney banged and thrashed that ass some more. Again, his tool was battering Kenyon's prostate. Kenyon's ass began to release another river of gushiness from his ass. The wetness was more than Rodney could bear. His back straightened with his final push inside and his dick shot nine pulses of cum right into Kenyon's pussy.

"Oh my god. You cum so much, Daddy!"
"Just for you. Join me in the shower?"
"Of course."

The couple lathered one another and washed away all their sweatiness. After toweling off, Kenyon started dressing. "You know you can stay the night," Rodney shared.
"For real?"
"Yeah, but only if you hold on to me all night."
"Deal," said Kenyon as he hopped into the king-sized bed.

Rodney could not believe his luck nor could he wait for round two.

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newpi...	(Report It) Really good read, looking forward to more!	jugge...	(Report It) Damn gurl my dick hard as steel over this one i loved it...your stories always are worth reading...cant wait for the next sissiboi story...hope its a gangbang ;-)

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