LL’s Birthday Present

LL was napping on the couch.  The rest of the family was making plans for his birthday celebration in the evening.  Simone had told him that he needed to wait for a special present that he was to do with as he pleased as soon as he got it.  As he got a little more comfortable, he heard the doorbell ring.  He quickly got dressed, cause, at the moment, he was lying around in just his underwear.  When he was dressed more appropriately, he answered the door.  His mouth dropped open when he saw who was on the other side of the door.

Pittsburgh Steelers wide receiver, Hines Ward, was looking back at him.  He was wearing a black prison jumpsuit.  He was tied up with chains and handcuffs.  An envelope was pinned to his jumpsuit.  LL opened the letter and read it.  It said.

Dear LL,

How are you?  I heard from your wife that you like some of our football players.  I decided to give you this “present” to help you celebrate.  You can use him to your heart’s content.  Have a great day.

Sincerely,

Mike Tomlin

When LL finished reading the letter, a broad, wicked smile crept onto his face.  He helped Hines into the house.  He set him down onto the couch.  He read the letter once more.  Then he asked, “Do you know what this letter says?”  Hines just shook his head “yes”.  “I’m gonna have fun.” LL thought to himself. “Where’s the keys?”  “It’s in my shoe.” Hines said.  LL reached down and started taking off Hines’ shoes and socks.  Once Hines was barefoot, LL noticed how smooth Hines’ feet were.  “Are your feet ticklish.”  Hines smiled quickly, then roughly said “NO!”.  LL grabbed both of Hines’ feet and started rubbing them.  Hines started giggling a little.  The more LL rubbed his feet, the harder it was for Hines to keep from laughing.  LL tickled Hines’ feet in earnest.  Hines laughed uncontrollably.  “Please stop!” Hines cried out.  “You gonna lie to me anymore?” LL asked while still tickling Hines’ feet.  “NO!” Hines screamed between fits of laughter.  “You swear?” LL asked.  “Yes,” Hines said, tears now running down his cheeks.  “Good.” LL said as he stopped tickling Hines. “Now, let’s get this party started.”

LL helped Hines stand up.  He took the key and unlocked the chains that bound Hines.  LL unzipped and yanked down the jumpsuit.  The only other thing Hines was wearing was a pair of black bikini briefs.  “Turn around.  LL said.  Hines did as he was told.  When Hines’ ass was turned towards him, LL grabbed a big handful of ass cheek.  “Ouch! Not so hard, L!” Hines said.  From now on, it’s ‘Uncle L’ to you.” LL said, squeezing Hines’ cheeks a little harder.  “Okay.” Hines said submissively.  “Okay, what?” LL asked demandingly.  “Okay, Uncle L.”  “That’s better.” LL said. “Now, let’s get down to business.

 Now, get on your knees and suck this dick.”  LL pulled his sweats and underwear and pulled out his dick.  Hines’ eyes grew wide.  He had never seen a dick that big in his life! “Suck on this, boy.” LL demanded.  Hines got on his knees and started sucking on LL’s big dick. “Yea, that’s it.  Suck on this dick real good.”  LL grabbed Hines by his head and forced his dick down his throat, which made Hines nearly gag several times.  It took Hines a while before he could all of LL’s meat down his throat without gagging. “That’s much better.”  LL’s body began to tingle as he felt the heat from Hines’s mouth. “You give good head, boy.”  “Thank you, Sir.” Hines said.  After a few minutes, LL’s dick was rock hard.  “Now, it’s time for the fireworks to begin.” LL said. “Now, come with me.” 

LL lead Hines upstairs to his bedroom.  “Now, touch your toes.” LL said.  He started feeling on Hines’s muscular ass.  Slap! “Nice plump, juicy ass.  I can’t wait to get up in this ass!”  While he was feeling on Hines’s ass with one hand, LL was stripping off his clothes with the other.  In seconds, he was butt naked.  LL spread Hines’s ass cheek. “I really can’t wait to get up in this.  Just let me open you up.”  Hines felt something cold and wet on his asshole.  LL was tossing his salad like a pro!  Hines’s body was squirming all over the place.  SLAP!  LL’s hand came down hard on Hines’s ass cheek.  “Quit squirming around.” LL roared.  Hines’s dick was getting harder and his toes started to curl! “Now, let’s get that ass open.”  LL got his middle finger wet and slowly shoved it up Hines’s plump ass.  “Mmmm.” Hines moaned softly.  “This feels good, doesn’t it?” LL asked Hines.  “Mmm hmm.” Hines moaned again.  LL got his finger in up to the second knuckle.  “Let’s see if we can get another finger up that ass of yours.”  LL said with a wicked smile.  When Hines felt the second finger, Hines’s eyes popped open and he said, “Oooh, SHIT!”  Hines wiggled his ass as LL finger fucked him.  LL started playfully smacking Hines’s ass.  “I knew you’d like this shit!” LL said. “Get on the bed.”

When Hines got on the bed, LL roughly flipped him onto his back.  “I wanna look you in the eye when I fuck you down.” He said.  Then he grabbed both of Hines’s legs, putting one on each side of him.  Slowly, he began to fuck Hines.  He long stroked his ass, letting Hines feel the full length of LL’s dick.  Hines’ breath was becoming more forceful.  His body jerked as if he had put his fingers in a light socket every time LL entered him.  “OH FUCK!” He cried, as his body was being inundated with pleasure.  He reached up and caressed LL’s muscular chest.  When LL felt Hines' rough hands on his chest, he moaned.  He began to fuck Hines harder and faster.  “Take That!” He growled and thrust so hard, Hines nearly cracked his head on the headboard.  “IS that all you got?” Hines taunted suddenly. “My grandpa can do better.”  “Is that so?” LL asked. “Well, after this, you’ll be calling me daddy!”  LL’s pace quickened as he began to fuck Hines savagely.  He was a man possessed.  “OHHHH!  DDAAMMNN!  SSHHIITT!” Hines hollered.  Hines was being turned out in a big way. “OOOOOH!  OWWWW!  OHHHHH!”  Hines was starting to talk in tongues.  “I CAN’T TAKE NO MORE!  I CAN’T TAKE NO MORE!”  Hines’s pleas for mercy seemed to go un answered.  “WHO’S YOUR DADDY?” LL growled. “WHO’S YOUR DADDY?”  “You are.” Hines said softly.  “I can’t hear you.” LL said as he thrust hard once again. “Who’s your daddy?  I want you to say it nice and loud.”  “YOU ARE!” Hines screamed with his remaining strength.  Then he collapsed from exhaustion.  Just then LL growled, “I’m CUMMIN’.”  He kneeled next to Hines and shot his load all over his body.  After a few minutes of rest, LL got out his Polaroid and took several pictures.  Then he got next to Hines and whispered. You see these pics I just took of you?”  Hines weakly looked at the pictures LL had in his hands. These pics mean that you are mine.  Anytime, anyplace, anywhere.  If not, I’ll show them to your bosses.  I wonder what they’d say if they ever found out?”  Hines just closed his eyes and passed out.

When he woke up again, he was tied up.  He was still naked, however.  “Where are my clothes?” He asked when he saw LL come out the kitchen.  “Don’t worry, I’ve got them.” Hines recognized the voice instantly.  Behind LL was Steelers head coach Mike Tomlin walked into the room.  “What are you doing here?” Hines asked. “Make him give me back my clothes.”  “Man, he isn’t gonna make me do anything,” LL said, slapping Mike on his ass. “Are you?”  “No, Sir.” Mike said.  “You see, Just like you, I was able to fuck him.  Unlike you, however, I had got the session on video.  So, he won’t say a word about this, just like you won’t.  If either of you do, you know what will happen, don’t you?”  Yes, Sir.” Mike and Hines said, in unison. “Now, let’s get you both out of here.” 

LL lifted Hines over one shoulder and carried him out to Mike’s car.  “Where do you want him?” LL asked.  “Put him on the floor in the back.” Mike said, as he opened up the door.  LL unceremoniously dumped him onto the floor and closed the door.  LL went back into the house where he watched Mike Tomlin’s car back out of the driveway and speed off.  Just then he realized that the bedroom was a wreck.  “I’d better go clean up.” He said as he jogged up the steps with a broad smile.

The End

  

Quincy & Justin Combs: Birthday Sex

Justin woke up feeling really good.  The party he had for his eighteenth birthday was the best ever!  “Well, it’s time for me to get up.” He thought to himself.  He walked to the bathroom.  He was about to knock on the door when it opened. “Hey, man.  How does it feel to be a year older?”  Justin looked up to see his “brother”, Quincy.   He was still a little wet from taking his morning shower.  All he had on was a black towel that was wrapped around his waist.  “He looks so damn fine.” Justin thought to himself.  Justin had a secret crush on Quincy since he was 13!

“Are you alright, man?” Quincy asked.  “Um…uh…I’m fine.” Justin said. “Why do you ask?”  “Well, because you were staring a hole into my chest.” Quincy said with a smile.  “I’m alright, Quincy.” Justin said.  “Lord, does he know how fine he is?” He thought to himself. “I’ve gotta get outta here.... And fast!”  Justin turned around and ran back into his room and closed the door quickly.  He walked over to his bed and collapsed on top of it.  “I can’t believe that I stood there staring at him like an idiot!” He said to himself. “I can’t believe it!”  He sat up and grabbed his laptop off his bedside table.  He pulled up a file of some photos he had taken of Quincy.  Most of the pictures were of the trip they had taken to St. Bart’s in the Caribbean.  Justin had several pictures of Quincy shirtless.  Looking at these pictures, he decided to jerk off a little before going to get something to eat. 

“That’s just what I was looking for.” He saw a towel on the floor and grabbed it up.  He stripped out of his clothes and lay back in his bed.  As he gazed at the pictures, he started stroking his dick.  Just then, his door opened.  Justin quickly covered himself with his blanket and slammed his laptop closed.  Quincy stood in the doorway!

“Are you alright?” Quincy asked.  To Justin’s dismay, Quincy was fully dressed this time.  “Y-yea, why do you ask?” Justin stuttered a bit.  “You ran from the bathroom so fast, I thought something was wrong.” Quincy said, as he came into the room.  Just then, Justin’s laptop fell to the floor.  He tried to get it before it hit the ground, but he was too late.  Quincy grabbed the laptop off the floor.  “Give me that!” Justin screamed.  He knew that if Quincy saw what was on his computer, he’d flip out!  “What’s on here that you don’t want me to see?” Quincy asked, as he started to open up the laptop.  Justin was about to get up when he remembered that he had nothing on under his towel.  He didn’t dare move.  He was toast!

When Quincy opened the laptop to see what was on it, Justin held his breath and said a silent prayer.  “Hey, Justin, what’s all this?” Quincy asked.  He walked over and showed Justin the pictures he’d seen.  Justin didn’t know what to say, so, he decided to lie.  “They’re just some pictures when we went to St. Bart’s a couple months ago.” Justin said.  “It wasn’t really a lie.” Justin thought to himself.  “So, why are most of the pictures of me…without my shirt on?” Quincy asked. “I don’t see any pictures of anyone else.”  “Now what am I gonna say?” Justin asked himself.  “I took those pictures.” Justin admitted finally.  “I figured you had,” Quincy said. “But, why just take pictures of me?”  Justin took a deep breath and said, “Because...I like you.”  It took Quincy a minute to figure out what Justin meant.  Quincy grabbed a chair from Justin’s desk and sat down in front of him.  “Whoa, man.  This is some crazy shit.” Quincy said.  He shook his head and chuckled a bit.  Justin didn’t know what to make of that.  “What is he chuckling about?” Justin asked himself.

“What are you chuckling about?  Are you mad at me?” Justin asked nervously. “Please say something.”  “Relax, Justin.  I’m not mad.” Quincy said finally. “I’m just a little surprised.  I thought you were into girls.  I just wanna know when you started liking me?”   “I’ve had a crush on you since I was thirteen.” Justin said.  “Damn, you had a crush on me for that long!” Quincy said.  “Yea I did.” Justin said, sheepishly.  Quincy stood up and walked over to Justin’s bed and sat next to him.  He put his arm around Justin.  “If you could get me to do one thing to you, what would it be?” Quincy asked.  “That’s a good question.” Justin said.  He thought about it for a minute or two. “I want a kiss from you.”  “I think I can work that out.” Quincy said.  He leaned over and kissed Justin softly on the lips.  When Justin’s lips met Quincy’s, he felt fireworks.  He had never felt like this before.  “How did that feel?” Quincy asked.  “It felt really really good.” Justin said, with a big grin. “Can we do that again?”  Quincy kissed Justin one more time.  This time he used his tongue.  Justin felt a little light-headed.  “Are you okay?” Quincy asked.  “Yea, I’m just fine.” Justin said.  “Now, I want something from you.” Quincy said.  Justin looked quizzically at Quincy, and asked “What do you want from me?”  “I want to see that ass.” Quincy said with a sly grin.

“You got to be kidding.” Justin said.  “Justin, let me see that ass, man.” Quincy said.  Justin shrugged his shoulders and turned around.  Quincy reached up and touched Justin’s behind.  Justin shivered when he felt Quincy’s hand on his skin.  “Why are you so jumpy?”  “Why are your hands so cold?” Justin asked.  “I’m sorry about that.” Quincy apologized.  He stood up and got behind Justin.  He kissed and nibbled on his neck.  Justin closed his eyes and focused on Quincy’s tongue as it trailed along his neck.  “Mmm.” Justin moaned with pleasure.  “You like me nibbling on your neck, don’t you?” Quincy asked in a seductive tone.  Quincy’s hands caressed every inch of Justin’s chest.  Quincy licked his forefinger and thumb, and then he gently pinched Justin’s soft nipples.  “Mmm.” Justin moaned loudly.  Justin couldn’t believe the feelings that were coming over him.  Justin could feel the bulge in Quincy’s pants against his ass.  He reached back to try to get at Quincy’s pants.  “You wanna see my dick, don’t you?” Quincy asked.  “Yess.” Justin said breathlessly.  Quincy turned Justin around to face him.  Then he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants.  He reached into his underwear and pulled out his dick.  When Justin saw Quincy’s dick, he licked his lips.  “Get on your knees.” Quincy said.  Justin got on his knees as he was ordered. “Now, suck my dick!”  When Justin heard this last order, he nearly did a back flip.  He’d wanted to suck Quincy’s dick for years!

Justin took Quincy’s dick into his mouth.  He started sucking Quincy’s dick like it was an ice cream.  “This feels real good, Justin!” Quincy said.  He put his hands behind Justin’s head forcing him to swallow more of his dick.  Justin nearly gagged several times. “Sorry about that, man.  I didn’t mean to make you gag.”  Quincy eased up a bit, letting Justin suck down as much of his dick as he could. “Damn, Justin, your mouth is lethal!”  Quincy face fucked Justin’s mouth until his dick was slick with his spit.  He took his dick out of Justin’s mouth.  Justin looked real disappointed.  Quincy led Justin over to his desk.  He forced him to lean over the desk. “I wanna real good look at this ass.”  Quincy started smacking Justin’s muscular ass cheeks.  “Mmm.” Justin moaned. “Smack my ass; Smack it real good.”  “Oh, so you like it when a brotha smacks this ass, do you?” Quincy asked. “That’s good to know.”  SMACK!  SMACK! SMACK!  Justin could feel his dick getting hard.  Pretty soon, his dick was as hard as steel.  He was really ready to get fucked down by Quincy!

“Fuck me, Quincy, please.” Justin begged. He started stroking his dick furiously.  Quincy stuck his middle finger up Justin’s asshole.  Justin’s asshole tightened around his finger firmly.  Quincy finger fucked Justin’s ass.  “Back that ass up, Justin.” Quincy said. “That’s it, Justin, back that ass up.”  Precum dripped from Justin’s dick as he felt Quincy insert another finger up his ass.  SMACK!  SMACK!  “Are you ready for this dick?”  “Yes.” Justin hissed.  Quincy slowly inched his dick up Justin’s asshole. “Oh my god, it’s so fucking big!  DAMN!”  Quincy gripped Justin’s shoulders to get more leverage.  He fucked Justin faster and harder. “Yea, fuck this ass!  Fuck this ass real good!”  “This ass is wet and tight; just like a damn pussy!”  Quincy wiped the sweat off his brow as he fucked Justin for all he was worth.  “This dick is the truth!” Justin moaned.  Quincy pulled out of Justin’s ass. “What the fuck!”  Quincy quickly brushed everything off the table.  “Now I’m gonna fuck you on your back.  Make you really feel something!”

Justin got up on his desk laid back on it.  Quincy put Justin’s legs on his shoulders.  Then he reentered Justin’s ass.  “OH FUCK!” Justin growled.  In this position, Justin could really feel Quincy’s monster dick up in him. “You’re all up in my guts, man!”  Quincy long stroked Justin’s ass, sending constant waves of pleasure all through Justin’s body.  Justin tried to scoot away from the dick, but it was no use.  Quincy had him locked down too firmly.  “Why are you running, Justin?” Quincy asked. “Come back here.”  Sweat dripped from Quincy’s body on to Justin’s body. “I ain’t stoppin’ until I make this ass mine.”  Quincy slammed his dick up into Justin’s ass harder and faster.  “FUCK ME, DADDY!” Justin hollered suddenly. “GIVE THAT DICK!”  “Don’t you worry, Daddy’s gonna give you this entire dick.” Quincy said.  He continued fucking Justin’s brains out.  Justin started stroking his dick furiously.  He felt his balls tighten.  A few seconds later, Justin’s dick sprayed cum all over his own chest.  Just then, Quincy felt himself ready to explode.  He got on top of the desk and straddled Justin’s chest and said, “Open your mouth and swallow all my cum.”  Justin barely had time to open his mouth before Quincy shot his load.  Quincy’s cum shot out like an AK-47.  Quincy stood over Justin’s body and sprayed it with his cum.  Quincy got off the desk.  “I’m so weak.” Justin said.  “Don’t worry, Justin.” Quincy said. “I got your back.”  He picked Justin up and carried him to his bed.  Then he went back to the desk and picked up a permanent marker.  Then he went back over to Justin.  He turned him over onto his stomach.  “What are you doing?” Justin asked weakly.  Quincy wrote on the small of Justin’s back.  “What are you writing on me, man?”  “Just letting folks whose ass this is.” Quincy said.  He started to get dressed.  “Why you getting dressed?” Justin asked.  “I gotta go.” Quincy said.  Justin gave Quincy a hurt look. “Stop looking at me like that.  You know I hate it when you look at me like that.”  “Fine, go then.” Justin said, grumpily.  “Come on Justin, don’t be like this.”  Justin didn’t say a word.  “I have to go.”  Justin still didn’t say a word.  Quincy stopped getting dressed.  He walked over to Justin.  He sighed and said, “Alright, you win.  Scoot over.”  Justin smiled at Quincy and quickly moved over and let Quincy get in bed with him.  Quincy put his arm around Justin and held him. “Are you happy now?”  Justin just smiled up at Quincy and said, “You have no idea.”.  He rested his head on Quincy’s chest.  Just then, the door opened.  Sean “P Diddy” Combs poked his head in.  He looked at the two boys in bed.  Justin thought his dad was gonna go ballistic, but...he didn’t.  He just said, “It’s about time you got with my son, Quincy.  He’s been crushin’ on you for a long time.”  “How did you know, dad?” Justin asked.  “A father knows these things.  Plus, I saw the pictures you have of Quincy in your laptop.” P Diddy said.  “I have got to make a password for that damn laptop.” Justin said.  P Diddy left them alone.  The two went back to cuddling with each other.  Justin felt so safe in Quincy’s strong arms.  He never wanted to leave this spot.

The End

P Diddy’s After Party

Sean “P Diddy” Combs finished supervising the clean up from his birthday celebration.  He checked on his kids to make sure they were all asleep.  When that was done, he went back downstairs.  When he came to the hall table, he looked into the bowl where he kept his keys; he noticed that there was an extra key.  “Oh yea,” He thought to himself. “The extra keys belong to Nelly.”  Nelly had been acting like he was tipsy, so P Diddy had suggested he stay the night in the guest room.  Nelly didn’t argue too much. “I’d better go check on him.” 

P Diddy headed up to his guest room.  It was located across the hall from his son Justin’s room.  P Diddy quietly opened the door and peered inside.  Nelly was sound asleep on the king size bed in the middle of the room.  P Diddy crept into the room as quietly as he could.  When his eyes adjusted to the light, he noticed that Nelly was naked.  Nelly had knocked off some of the covers off of him as he slept.  P Diddy could see the outline of Nelly’s dick underneath the sheet that still covered his lower half. 

P Diddy licked his lips at the mere thought of Nelly’s dick.  He moved a little closer to the bed.  He reached his hand out to touch Nelly, and then yanked it back before his hand made contact.  At this very moment, a war was going on inside of P Diddy’s head.  Part of him wanted to see Nelly’s dick; the other part knew that this action was very risky.  “What if I get caught?” He thought to himself. It wouldn’t be the first time he had gotten caught doing something he shouldn’t.  P Diddy decided that it was worth the risk.

P Diddy got a little closer to the bed until he was right next to it.  He slowly, carefully reached his hand out and slowly pulled the sheet off of Nelly’s body until he was able to see Nelly’s dick.  All of a sudden, Nelly moved a little.  P Diddy held his breath for what seemed like an eternity.  Luckily, Nelly went back to sleep.  “That was too close for comfort.” P Diddy thought to himself.  He reached out his hand again.  This time he touched Nelly’s dick.  It looked huge even though it was soft. “I wonder how big it’ll get when it’s rock hard.” He said to himself, softly, as to not wake Nelly up.

P Diddy bent down next to Nelly.  Then he opened his mouth and slowly started sucking on Nelly’s dick.  His tongue licked around the head and worked its way down the shaft, down to the base of his dick.  P Diddy could feel Nelly’s dick move slightly as it started to come to life.  He sucked down as much of Nelly’s dick as he possibly could.  He still couldn’t believe Nelly hadn’t woken up, yet.  “He must be a really sound sleeper.” He thought to himself. “Oh well.”  He continued sucking on Nelly’s dick, feeling it getting harder and harder in his mouth.  Just then, P Diddy felt a hand on the top of his head.  He looked up to see Nelly looking back at him!

“Man, I’m in deep trouble!” He thought to himself. “What do I do now?”  As if he could read P Diddy’s mind, he said, “Yea, keep sucking this dick.”  Feeling fortunate that Nelly hadn’t popped him one, P Diddy did as he was told.  He sucked Nelly’s dick for all he was worth. “OH!  SHIT, MAN!  Your mouth feels so fucking good!  Nelly face fucked P Diddy’s mouth faster. “Get up, man.  I wanna see what that ass be lookin’ like.”  P Diddy turned his back to Nelly so he could see his ass.  Nelly sat up in bed.  “You know what I meant.” Nelly said. “Take down those pants and underwear so I can get a better view.”  P Diddy did as he was told and dropped his pants and underwear to the floor.  “Come closer so I can get a better view.” Nelly said as he turned on the light near his bedside table.  When he adjusted his eyes, Nelly’s jaw dropped.  “You have got to be kidding me>” He said in astonishment. 

Nelly had never seen an ass this perfect on a man before.  “What’s wrong?” P Diddy asked, slightly concerned.  “Not a blessed thing.” Nelly replied, shaking his head in amazement.  He touched P Diddy’s ass.  It was smooth and firm, just how Nelly liked his men’s asses to be. “When was the last time you got this ass dug out?”  “It’s been a long while.” P Diddy said as he looked back at Nelly.  “I guess I’m gonna have to be the one to fix that, aren’t I?” Nelly asked.  “If you think you’re man enough to handle this ass.” P Diddy challenged Nelly.  “Oh, trust me, I can handle this ass.” Nelly said, playfully slapping P Diddy on the ass. “Lay down on your stomach.”  “What the hell for?” P Diddy asked.  “Cause I wanna eat that ass out and get it nice and wet for this dick.” Nelly said.  He got up and let P Diddy lie down on the bed.  Nelly got on the bed behind P Diddy.  He looked down at P Diddy’s ass and licked his lips.  “I can’t wait to get up into this ass!” He said excitedly.  “I can’t wait, either.” P Diddy thought, smiling to himself.

Nelly grabbed a pillow from the head of the bed and put it underneath P Diddy’s hips, raising his hips a little higher off the bed.  He licked his lips as the light from the lamps hit P Diddy’s firm ass just right.  P Diddy’s body shivered in anticipation.  Then, he felt Nelly’s cold, wet tongue as it licked his ass cheeks.  Then he felt Nelly’s strong hands spreading his ass cheeks a bit.  Without warning, Nelly’s darted into P Diddy’s asshole.  “OOOHH!” P Diddy exclaimed in surprise.  Nelly expertly worked his tongue in and out of P Diddy’s hole. “DAMN! Your tongue is for real...damn!”  P Diddy bounced his ass on Nelly’s tongue.  His body felt electrified all over.  “This is probably what it feels like when you put your finger in a light socket!” He thought to himself.  “This ass tastes real good, derrty.” Nelly said.  After a few more minutes of rimming, Nelly knew that P Diddy was nearly ready for his dick.   

Nelly turned around so he was facing the wall.  Then he grabbed P Diddy around the waist with one hand; with his free hand, he stuck his middle finger up P Diddy’s ass.  “Oooh!” P Diddy moaned.  Nelly wiggled his middle finger, widening P Diddy’s asshole. “Fuck!”  Whack!  “Hush!” Nelly said as he smacked P Diddy’s big ole butt.  “Yea, man, spank my ass.” P Diddy moaned.  “You like it when I spank you, don’t you?” Nelly asked.  “Yes, I do, sir.” P Diddy said. 

Nelly couldn’t believe his ears.  It took him a minute to get himself together.  WHACK!  WHACK! WHACK!  Nelly’s bare hand stung P Diddy’s firm back side, alternating ass cheeks.  Pretty soon, P Diddy’s ass cheeks were several shades darker than normal.  P Diddy buried his head into his pillow so that his screams couldn’t be heard by anyone.  Even though his ass was on fire, his dick was as hard as a steel beam!  He reached underneath his body and started stroking his dick.  Then Nelly got up and roughly turned P Diddy onto his back.  “Now, it’s time for you to meet my steel rod!” Nelly said with a wicked smile.

Nelly put P Diddy’s legs over his head and said, “Hold these.”  P Diddy did as he was told. “Are you ready for this dick?”  P Diddy shook his head vigorously.  Nelly slowly sank his 10 inch rod deep inside P Diddy.  P Diddy couldn’t believe the pain he was experiencing.  “FUCK!  Damn, this dick is gonna split me in two!” He exclaimed.  “What are you talking about?” Nelly asked. “I’m not even all the way in.”  He slowly inched his way deeper up P Diddy’s hole, making P Diddy squirm with each inch.  “Take it out!  I can’t take no more!” P Diddy screamed.  At this point, he felt like his ass was on fire!  Nelly put his hand over P Diddy’s mouth, trying to keep him from making too much noise.  “Just relax.” Nelly said. “It’ll feel better in a few minutes.”  Nelly kept still, letting P Diddy get used to Nelly’s dick.  After a few minutes, P Diddy did start to feel lots better.  Waves of pleasure washed over him.  “Fuck me, Nigga!” P Diddy moaned. “Fuck me deep!”  That was exactly what Nelly had been waiting to hear!

Nelly started to long stroke P Diddy’s hole, making P Diddy’s body tremble with every thrust.  As he continued to fuck P Diddy, he bent down and started nibbling on P Diddy’s neck.  “Oh shit, what are you tryin’ to do to me?” P Diddy asked.  “I’m trying to make you mine.” Nelly replied simply. “Is it working?”  “Uh hunh.” P Diddy moaned.  He couldn’t believe how good he was feeling.  “Fuck me, Nigga!”  No one had ever made P Diddy feel this good.  His breathing became slow and labored.  “Beat my back out!”  P Diddy’s eyes rolled into the back of his head.

Then Nelly had another Idea.  He quickly flipped onto his back, sitting P Diddy on top of him.  “OH MY GOD!” P Diddy hollered.  Now, he really did feel like he was being split in half!  He bounced on Nelly’s massive dick.  “Ride ‘em, cowboy.” Nelly said as he bucked P Diddy up and down on his dick.  P Diddy was officially being fucked stupid.  As Nelly was fucking him, P Diddy started stroking his dick.  Pretty soon his dick was as hard as a rock.  Just then Nelly screamed, “I’m Cumming!”  P Diddy felt Nelly’s seed shot all up in his guts.  That triggered his own load.  He came all over Nelly’s chest.  Nelly pushed P Diddy back on top the bed.  Then he stood over him and shot his load all over P Diddy.  He wiped some cum all over P Diddy’s face for good measure.  “Now, get out of here so I can get some sleep.” Nelly demanded.  P Diddy looked at Nelly.  Then he quickly got out of the room.  Nelly went back to sleep with a broad smile on his face.

The End