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