Things heat up between our homies and the first bitch to take dick in their suite. This is post two of my fantasy trip to The A with my best friend.
“Man, your ass too phat bruh “
“I know, I know. I’m thick as a bitch huh? I hear that shit all the time”!
“I bet you do! I bet all the gay niggas be trying to holla”.
“Bruh! You have no idea. I get more free drinks in the club than the females I try to holla at”.
“I bet you do”; *slap*!
Pete trailed off as he laid a solid slap on his homie’s right ass cheek. This caused Rome’s booty to jiggle as he shot his friend a sly look.
“Aight bruh, any more of them this weekend and I’m charging like the strippers”.
“Shit, it’s worth something”!
Pete said as he slid a $10 bill under the left leg seam of Rome’s blue briefs; just under the cuff of his ass.
“See first drink of the night and I ain’t even at the club yet”.
Both men erupted in historical laughter as Pete sat on his bed and noticed the precum stain he left on Rome’s draws. His dick twitched a few more times and he again stated;
“Yeah, I’m fucking this bitch for real”!
To which Rome replied quite clearly.
“Yes you are”!
With that phrase, their fates were sealed. Rome turn around after setting down the iron. He looked down at Pete and the marvelous slab of meat laying heavily between his legs and said;
“You can’t ever tell a soul or I’ll kill you dawg”!
“You serious right now bruh”?
Pete asked as his friend of nearly two decades dropped to his knees and kissed the tip of his large helmet head dick. Pete’s entire body shook and his dick twitched and released a pearl of precum that attached to Rome’s lips as he pulled away looking the homie straight in the eye.
“Bruh, you gay”? Peter asked.
“No, but I always thought that if I would let any nigga fuck, it would be you; so fuck it”!
Rome said as he wrapped his face lips around the same dick his ass lips had been kissing for the past hour or so. Pete’s head tilted back as Rome’s tongue worked around the under ridge of his gland. Every time he past over the underside, it caused another pearl of precum from Pete’s dick; which was lapped up. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as Rome latched onto the head like a nursing infant and they were off to the races. Rome reached up and wrapped his hand around the base of Pete’s dick and under his balls, braced the other hands on Pete’s right thigh and proceeded to take inch after inch of his best friend’s beautiful manhood. When Pete finally came out of his initial haze he immediately reached for Rome’s phat ass. He kneaded his cheeks and tenderized the muscles under Rome’s smooth caramel skin.
While this occupied Pete for the moment, Rome was slowly mouthing his way down Pete’s meat, where he was only 3” from meeting the fingers that he had wrapped around the base of Pete’s meat stick. He was gagging and drooling like crazy, for the attention Pete was paying his booty was pushing him deeper mentally and physically down the dick. Before he knew it, he had swallowed more meat than 70 percent of the bitches Pete had ever fucked. The more Pete played with Rome’s basketball of an ass, Rome’s emotional state became more submissive. The more his homie slid his fingers into the crack of his ass the more comfortable he felt, until his dick sucking matched the feminine technics of some of his favorite pornstars. In his mind he started chanting;
“Superhead that dick”!
“FUCK!!! Bitch, eat that dick, eat every fucking inch of it”.
Peter grunted, as he stood and started to piston his beef in and out of Rome’s slobber covered mouth. This shocked Rome a little bit but he held firm while now mentally chanting;
“Eat that dick bitch, eat that dick bitch”!
A sneaky grin curled his lips as the thought about being Pete’s bitch made him feel well, like a bitch.
The chanting got Rome so turned on that he suddenly pulled off of the big dick he was working so well, bent over in the face down/ass up position and started twerking his phat ass and now loudly chanting;
“Eat that dick bitch, eat that dick bitch”!
This is when Pete started slapping that big ole donkey butt and cramming a few more $10 bills in the waist band of the blue briefs. He then grabbed the waist band and pulled them up; wedging the fabric deep between Rome’s cheeks and releasing both of his mammoth orbs. This excited Pete so much that he grabbed his phone, open his music app and started playing the song he loved to make his bitches dance to. Lil Bish by OG Boo Dirty. Knowing where that song mentally did to his good friend, he really started to shake his big booty, and the more he did, the more feminine his technic got; and right before Pete’s eyes, he watched his homie turn into an ass clapping bitch. He then opened his camera app and started filming the show. When Rome looked over his shoulder and sees Pete filming, he did not protest. Instead, he started dancing more like the whores he was so used to fucking. It appeared things with about to get turnt!
End of part 2
