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‘X-Is Coming’ by DMX was blasting through the Woozik S213 portable bluetooth speaker with dancing LED lights.
“Git up, bitch,” the heavily built excon barked. “Git me a beer.”
“Yes, sir,” whined the terrified little white boi.
Reef Mobley watched the skinny, pale, raven-haired sissy switch over to the fridge. He had come across this young, impressionable faggot a few hours earlier when he was picking up a new batch of chalk from the trailer park. The five-foot-ten, beefy Negro noticed the waif fumbling through the kitchen looking for a snack.
The k** complained, “I’m starving! We don’t have any food, mom!”
“That your boy,” asked Reef.
“Yeah,” the near toothless trick replied.
“He hungry?”
“I guess.”
“Want me to take him to get sum to eat.”
“Yeah. But I’m low on cash.”
“I got you, Becks!”
Becky called out to her son, “Brady! Reef said he’ll take you to get something to eat. Get ready.”
“When do you want me to have him back,” checked the pimp.
“It don’t matter. I don’t think he wanna go to school tomorrow.”
“Bet,” he grinned. “Come on, Brady! I’m ready!”
Brady Adkins appeared dressed in a pair of grey, distressed skinny jeans and light blue fleece pullover. “I’m ready,” he announced.
They walked to Reef’s silver 2012 Lincoln Navigator and got in.
Reef started the vehicle and began to drive. “What you want to eat?”
“Tacos,” Brady answered.
“Coo. It’s a spot by my place.”
“Thanks!”
“How old you is?”
“f******n.”
“Damn! You young. I ain’t see you at Becky’s befo’.”
“Nope. I stay with my aunt mostly.”
“Dat’s wassup.”
“How old are you?”
“Thirty-six.”
“You mind eatin’ dem tacos at my crib?”
“That’s cool.”
After they got to Reef’s extended stay motel, Brady tore up the food.
“Slow down, buddy,” Reef chastised him. “If you want sum mo’ food. I’ll get it. You should get comfortable.”
“I’m good,” Brady replied.
“Well, I like to chill in my boxers. Hope dat don’t offend you.”
“You’re good.”
Reef stripped off his sweatshirt revealing a meaty chest covered in tatts including one that was portrait of his daughter when she was a baby. He removed his blue-on-black Akademiks Trek 01 lace up boots and then his size 40 Blue Cult rinse wash jeans. He was now rocking his plaid underwear and black athletic socks. He squeezed his soft dick and got on the bed.
“Wanna come over here and chill next to me,” Reef inquired.
“I can,” Brady shrugged his shoulders.
“Coo. Git comfortable!”
“How so?”
“You could take dem clothes off.”
“I...uh...I don’t know…”
“It’s all good. Becky said I ain’t gotta git you back no particklar time.”
“Oh,” the guest wondered.
“Yeah! Come on and git comfy, boy!”
“Okey dokey!”
Brady pulled off his clothing. He was wearing a pair of red cotton bikini briefs.
“Cute,” chuckled Reef.
“What,” blushed Brudy.
“Don’t pay me no mind. I finna smoke dis blunt. Turn on da TV.”
Brady began flipping through the channels as Reef lit the joint.
“There’s nothing on,” complained the youngster.
“We can watch sum excitin’ if you want,” suggested the felon.
“Like what?”
“I got some porn. You like dat?”
“Yeah!”
“Lemme see what I can pull up.”
Reef switched the television input to his smart player device. He selected a compilation of white twinks getting fucked by big Black dicks.
Brady gasped. “What in the…”
“Oh my bad! I can turn dat off,” Reef said.
“It’s okay. I just wasn’t expecting you to turn this on.”
“You don’t like it?”
“Well...I...uh...I don’t mind it.”
“You just ain’t know I liked it.”
“No, sir!”
“I’ll tell you a secret then.”
“What’s that?”
“Most excons like li’l white boipussy.”
“What?!?!?”
“You heard me.”
Reef pulled Brady close to him. “You real smooth and soft like a girl. I’m gettin’ high and I wanna fuck you.”
“Really,” Brady asked.
“Shit yeah! I know you want a big Black daddy.”
“I’m not sure.”
“Shut da fuck up,” Reef slapped the boi. “If I say you want a big Black daddy, you say, ‘Yes, suh!’, bitch!”
“Yes, sir,” Brady trembled.
“Suck mah dick!”
Brady grabbed the stiffening nine-inch tool. He kissed the pink mushroom head. Then, he licked the shaft. Reef provided instructions as the white k** gave him a blowjob. When it was good and wet, Reef had Brady get on his side.
Reef slid in behind Brady. “Oh, fuck! Dis ass tight!”
“Ooh,” Brady hollered.
“Take this big Black dick, faggit!”
“Owwwww!”
“Relax, muthafucka. It gon’ feel good in minute.”
“Oh...Oh...Okay!”
“I’ma go slow.”
“Ooh, god!”
“Damn! Dis boipussy tight!”
“Oh my god!”
“You like dis big Black dick, don’t ya, queer boi?”
“Yes, sir!”
“You is my bitch now. I’ma pimp you out to all dees niggas.”
“Oh my god! But, sir…”
“Shut da fuck up! You heard me!”
Reef put Brady on his back and began digging. “Dis how a nigga ‘pose to fuck his white faggit bitch! You like dis shit, huh?”
“Yes, sir! It feel so good,” Brady admitted.
“”Hell yeah, sissy! We gettin’ you dolled up tomorrow.”
“What?”
“Dress you up like a bitch. Put you tah work!”
“Oh, damn! It’s so big!”
“Take it, bitch!”
Reef pounded until his balls ached. “Unnnh...Unnnh...Unnnh! I’m finna nut.”
The baby batter flooded Brady’s hole. Reef rolled over and heaved repeatedly. “Damn, dat ass was good.”
“Thank you,” murmured Brady.
Then, they drifted off to sleep.
It was now 4:06 a.m. and Reef was in the mood for more action. The naked boi came back to bed carrying the can of Miller High Life. “Good, boi,” Reef praised him.
“Thank you,” smiled Brady.
Reef down the brewski as he fingered Brady’s pink hole. Brady wiggled. “Go on and suck on dis dick real quick. I’ma fuck you again!”
Brady woke up the cock with his wet mouth.
Reef mounted Brady and went balls deep. “Goddammit! Dis pussy good!”
“Fuck me, daddy,” begged Brady.
“You like dat dick?”
“Yes, sir!”
“Tell me how much, sissy!”
“I love it, daddy!”
“Yeah! Take it!”
All of a sudden, there was a knock at the door. Reef ignored it, but the banging continued and grew louder. “Who is it,” yelled Reef.
“Tanja,” the voice screamed back.
“Hold on!”
Reef pulled out of Brady and walked to the door. He opened it. “What’s up, girl?”
“Can I get some weed,” asked the twenty-two year-old streetwalker.
“Yeah!”
“Can I chill with you?”
“Uh, gimme five minutes and come right back.”
“Okay,” the brown-skinned chick with big fake tits said.
“Fah real, girl. Come right back!”
Reef shut the door and jumped back in the bed. He hammered Brady’s asspussy with all his might. “Damn, faggit! I’m finna nut in yo ass real quick! Take daddy’s big Black nigga dick!”
Reef shot a full load. He told Brady to go in the bathroom and stay until he was asked to come out. Reef let Brady take his tablet.
Tanja came back. Her thick booty and titties were barely covered by the bright red mini dress. “How you doing, daddy,” she inquired.
“Better now,” Reef grinned.
She rolled up a blunt and lit. She took a couple of puffs and passed it to Reef.
“You get my money last night,” Reef checked.
“Yes, sir,” she smiled.
“Better had, hoe!”
“Yes, sir!”
Reef and Tanja got high. She pulled off her dress revealing her tits.
“I need a favor,” Reef said.
“Sure,” she replied.
“I got a new white boi I need you to doll up. I’ma put him on da block.”
“Okay. Where is he?”
“In da bathroom.”
“Tell him to come out.”
“Brady! Git yo ass out here now!”
“Oh, he’s cute,” Tanja smiled.
“Yeah, fuck good too.”
Reef explained that Tanja would get him some new clothes and makeup so he could look like a good slut. He told Tanja to take Brady to get fixed up now. He wanted them back in an hour.
Tanja showed Brady the way to her room. There, she had Brady douche and shower. They put glitter lotion all over his body. She found a pink camisole and some gold Lycra hot shorts. “This’ll work,” she mused. She helped Brady apply lipstick, fake lashes, eyeliner, and rouge. “I think Daddy is gonna like it.”
“Really,” Brady quizzed her.
“Yeah, gurl! Look in the mirror. You all fish!”
“I’m scared.”
“Don’t be. Reef is a good daddy! We better get back down to his room now.”
Reef’s door was cracked so Tanja knocked and opened it at the same time.
“Ooh wee,” Reef remarked seeing Brady. “Now dat’s what I’m talkin’ bout! Brady, dis Craig. He yo first trick.”
“Sup, faggit,” the tall, slender, dark-skinned man said.
“Not much,” Brady shared.
“Naw, slut! Tell him you happy to see him or sum shit,” Reef admonished his whore.
“I’m sorry,” stammered Brady. “I’m looking forward to chilling with you.”
“We gon’ do more than chill, gurl,” winked Craig. “Come over here.”
“Good work, Tanja,” beamed Reef. “Come here. I need sum head!”
Tanja started sucking. Brad mimicked her and pulled out Craig’s dick. It was eleven inches. Brady was in complete shock.
Soon, Tanja was riding Reef. Her breasts were bouncing and her jiggly ass shaking.
“Ride dis dick, you fuckin’ tranny ass hoe,” Reef demanded.
“Yes, nigga! Fuck me,” she wailed.
“Damn! You a bad bitch,” the caramel-skinned brotha opined.
“That’s what you like, daddy?”
“Fuck yeah! Love fuckin’ yo tranny pussy!”
Craig had Brady bent over the couch. “Shit, yo’ boipussy tight!”
“Yes, sir,” Brady whined.
“Dammit, boi! Remind me when I was locked up!”
“Oh, daddy!”
“Yeah! I was fuckin’ all dem fag bitches!”
Reef pulled out and nutted on Tanja’s ample butt cheeks. He fondled her boobs as they watched Craig pound out Brady.
“Git up, bitch,” the heavily built excon barked. “Git me a beer.”
“Yes, sir,” whined the terrified little white boi.
Reef Mobley watched the skinny, pale, raven-haired sissy switch over to the fridge. He had come across this young, impressionable faggot a few hours earlier when he was picking up a new batch of chalk from the trailer park. The five-foot-ten, beefy Negro noticed the waif fumbling through the kitchen looking for a snack.
The k** complained, “I’m starving! We don’t have any food, mom!”
“That your boy,” asked Reef.
“Yeah,” the near toothless trick replied.
“He hungry?”
“I guess.”
“Want me to take him to get sum to eat.”
“Yeah. But I’m low on cash.”
“I got you, Becks!”
Becky called out to her son, “Brady! Reef said he’ll take you to get something to eat. Get ready.”
“When do you want me to have him back,” checked the pimp.
“It don’t matter. I don’t think he wanna go to school tomorrow.”
“Bet,” he grinned. “Come on, Brady! I’m ready!”
Brady Adkins appeared dressed in a pair of grey, distressed skinny jeans and light blue fleece pullover. “I’m ready,” he announced.
They walked to Reef’s silver 2012 Lincoln Navigator and got in.
Reef started the vehicle and began to drive. “What you want to eat?”
“Tacos,” Brady answered.
“Coo. It’s a spot by my place.”
“Thanks!”
“How old you is?”
“f******n.”
“Damn! You young. I ain’t see you at Becky’s befo’.”
“Nope. I stay with my aunt mostly.”
“Dat’s wassup.”
“How old are you?”
“Thirty-six.”
“You mind eatin’ dem tacos at my crib?”
“That’s cool.”
After they got to Reef’s extended stay motel, Brady tore up the food.
“Slow down, buddy,” Reef chastised him. “If you want sum mo’ food. I’ll get it. You should get comfortable.”
“I’m good,” Brady replied.
“Well, I like to chill in my boxers. Hope dat don’t offend you.”
“You’re good.”
Reef stripped off his sweatshirt revealing a meaty chest covered in tatts including one that was portrait of his daughter when she was a baby. He removed his blue-on-black Akademiks Trek 01 lace up boots and then his size 40 Blue Cult rinse wash jeans. He was now rocking his plaid underwear and black athletic socks. He squeezed his soft dick and got on the bed.
“Wanna come over here and chill next to me,” Reef inquired.
“I can,” Brady shrugged his shoulders.
“Coo. Git comfortable!”
“How so?”
“You could take dem clothes off.”
“I...uh...I don’t know…”
“It’s all good. Becky said I ain’t gotta git you back no particklar time.”
“Oh,” the guest wondered.
“Yeah! Come on and git comfy, boy!”
“Okey dokey!”
Brady pulled off his clothing. He was wearing a pair of red cotton bikini briefs.
“Cute,” chuckled Reef.
“What,” blushed Brudy.
“Don’t pay me no mind. I finna smoke dis blunt. Turn on da TV.”
Brady began flipping through the channels as Reef lit the joint.
“There’s nothing on,” complained the youngster.
“We can watch sum excitin’ if you want,” suggested the felon.
“Like what?”
“I got some porn. You like dat?”
“Yeah!”
“Lemme see what I can pull up.”
Reef switched the television input to his smart player device. He selected a compilation of white twinks getting fucked by big Black dicks.
Brady gasped. “What in the…”
“Oh my bad! I can turn dat off,” Reef said.
“It’s okay. I just wasn’t expecting you to turn this on.”
“You don’t like it?”
“Well...I...uh...I don’t mind it.”
“You just ain’t know I liked it.”
“No, sir!”
“I’ll tell you a secret then.”
“What’s that?”
“Most excons like li’l white boipussy.”
“What?!?!?”
“You heard me.”
Reef pulled Brady close to him. “You real smooth and soft like a girl. I’m gettin’ high and I wanna fuck you.”
“Really,” Brady asked.
“Shit yeah! I know you want a big Black daddy.”
“I’m not sure.”
“Shut da fuck up,” Reef slapped the boi. “If I say you want a big Black daddy, you say, ‘Yes, suh!’, bitch!”
“Yes, sir,” Brady trembled.
“Suck mah dick!”
Brady grabbed the stiffening nine-inch tool. He kissed the pink mushroom head. Then, he licked the shaft. Reef provided instructions as the white k** gave him a blowjob. When it was good and wet, Reef had Brady get on his side.
Reef slid in behind Brady. “Oh, fuck! Dis ass tight!”
“Ooh,” Brady hollered.
“Take this big Black dick, faggit!”
“Owwwww!”
“Relax, muthafucka. It gon’ feel good in minute.”
“Oh...Oh...Okay!”
“I’ma go slow.”
“Ooh, god!”
“Damn! Dis boipussy tight!”
“Oh my god!”
“You like dis big Black dick, don’t ya, queer boi?”
“Yes, sir!”
“You is my bitch now. I’ma pimp you out to all dees niggas.”
“Oh my god! But, sir…”
“Shut da fuck up! You heard me!”
Reef put Brady on his back and began digging. “Dis how a nigga ‘pose to fuck his white faggit bitch! You like dis shit, huh?”
“Yes, sir! It feel so good,” Brady admitted.
“”Hell yeah, sissy! We gettin’ you dolled up tomorrow.”
“What?”
“Dress you up like a bitch. Put you tah work!”
“Oh, damn! It’s so big!”
“Take it, bitch!”
Reef pounded until his balls ached. “Unnnh...Unnnh...Unnnh! I’m finna nut.”
The baby batter flooded Brady’s hole. Reef rolled over and heaved repeatedly. “Damn, dat ass was good.”
“Thank you,” murmured Brady.
Then, they drifted off to sleep.
It was now 4:06 a.m. and Reef was in the mood for more action. The naked boi came back to bed carrying the can of Miller High Life. “Good, boi,” Reef praised him.
“Thank you,” smiled Brady.
Reef down the brewski as he fingered Brady’s pink hole. Brady wiggled. “Go on and suck on dis dick real quick. I’ma fuck you again!”
Brady woke up the cock with his wet mouth.
Reef mounted Brady and went balls deep. “Goddammit! Dis pussy good!”
“Fuck me, daddy,” begged Brady.
“You like dat dick?”
“Yes, sir!”
“Tell me how much, sissy!”
“I love it, daddy!”
“Yeah! Take it!”
All of a sudden, there was a knock at the door. Reef ignored it, but the banging continued and grew louder. “Who is it,” yelled Reef.
“Tanja,” the voice screamed back.
“Hold on!”
Reef pulled out of Brady and walked to the door. He opened it. “What’s up, girl?”
“Can I get some weed,” asked the twenty-two year-old streetwalker.
“Yeah!”
“Can I chill with you?”
“Uh, gimme five minutes and come right back.”
“Okay,” the brown-skinned chick with big fake tits said.
“Fah real, girl. Come right back!”
Reef shut the door and jumped back in the bed. He hammered Brady’s asspussy with all his might. “Damn, faggit! I’m finna nut in yo ass real quick! Take daddy’s big Black nigga dick!”
Reef shot a full load. He told Brady to go in the bathroom and stay until he was asked to come out. Reef let Brady take his tablet.
Tanja came back. Her thick booty and titties were barely covered by the bright red mini dress. “How you doing, daddy,” she inquired.
“Better now,” Reef grinned.
She rolled up a blunt and lit. She took a couple of puffs and passed it to Reef.
“You get my money last night,” Reef checked.
“Yes, sir,” she smiled.
“Better had, hoe!”
“Yes, sir!”
Reef and Tanja got high. She pulled off her dress revealing her tits.
“I need a favor,” Reef said.
“Sure,” she replied.
“I got a new white boi I need you to doll up. I’ma put him on da block.”
“Okay. Where is he?”
“In da bathroom.”
“Tell him to come out.”
“Brady! Git yo ass out here now!”
“Oh, he’s cute,” Tanja smiled.
“Yeah, fuck good too.”
Reef explained that Tanja would get him some new clothes and makeup so he could look like a good slut. He told Tanja to take Brady to get fixed up now. He wanted them back in an hour.
Tanja showed Brady the way to her room. There, she had Brady douche and shower. They put glitter lotion all over his body. She found a pink camisole and some gold Lycra hot shorts. “This’ll work,” she mused. She helped Brady apply lipstick, fake lashes, eyeliner, and rouge. “I think Daddy is gonna like it.”
“Really,” Brady quizzed her.
“Yeah, gurl! Look in the mirror. You all fish!”
“I’m scared.”
“Don’t be. Reef is a good daddy! We better get back down to his room now.”
Reef’s door was cracked so Tanja knocked and opened it at the same time.
“Ooh wee,” Reef remarked seeing Brady. “Now dat’s what I’m talkin’ bout! Brady, dis Craig. He yo first trick.”
“Sup, faggit,” the tall, slender, dark-skinned man said.
“Not much,” Brady shared.
“Naw, slut! Tell him you happy to see him or sum shit,” Reef admonished his whore.
“I’m sorry,” stammered Brady. “I’m looking forward to chilling with you.”
“We gon’ do more than chill, gurl,” winked Craig. “Come over here.”
“Good work, Tanja,” beamed Reef. “Come here. I need sum head!”
Tanja started sucking. Brad mimicked her and pulled out Craig’s dick. It was eleven inches. Brady was in complete shock.
Soon, Tanja was riding Reef. Her breasts were bouncing and her jiggly ass shaking.
“Ride dis dick, you fuckin’ tranny ass hoe,” Reef demanded.
“Yes, nigga! Fuck me,” she wailed.
“Damn! You a bad bitch,” the caramel-skinned brotha opined.
“That’s what you like, daddy?”
“Fuck yeah! Love fuckin’ yo tranny pussy!”
Craig had Brady bent over the couch. “Shit, yo’ boipussy tight!”
“Yes, sir,” Brady whined.
“Dammit, boi! Remind me when I was locked up!”
“Oh, daddy!”
“Yeah! I was fuckin’ all dem fag bitches!”
Reef pulled out and nutted on Tanja’s ample butt cheeks. He fondled her boobs as they watched Craig pound out Brady.
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