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As I left my apartment building to get some coffee, he was standing at
the entrance. He was listening to the phone ringing, but there was
seemingly no answer. The only reason I noticed him was to admire the
thick arm muscles and the subtle tattoos against his rich black
skin. His tight t-shirt showed off his pecs and hard nipples, but it
seemed thin in the brisk morning air. He had a small duffel bag
sitting on the ground. I didn't bother shutting the gate as I walked
away. I noticed he made no attempt to sneak in behind me.

Fifteen minutes later I came back with with my coffee. He was gone,
and I almost forgot about him. I climbed the steps up to my apartment,
depressed by the grey, foggy morning. I doubted there would be any sun
today. As I turned into my hallway, I noticed that there was a person
hanging out, leaning against the railing. It was the same black man I
had seen earlier at the front gate. He was hanging out near my
apartment. Getting closer, I saw he had dropped his bag right by my
door.

"Can I help you?" I asked him.

"Does Javier still live here?" he asked me, pointing to my apartment.

"No. I live here," I said.

"Fuck. I had been looking for Javi. How long you been here?"

"About 4 months," I said. I had moved in recently, and still wasn't
entirely unpacked.

"You know where Javi moved to?"

"No idea, sorry."

"Damn. Spent all night on the bus getting here. Fucking need a hot
shower bro," he said. I looked him over more carefully. He was about
six six tall, and pretty much all muscle. Although it was hard to see
between in the grey lighting of morning and his black skin, tattoos
ran up and down both of his arms. There was a bit of stubble on his
face, and his hair was cropped closely. Standing up over me, he was a
little menacing. At only five eight, I knew there would be no contest
between the two of us.

"Well, I suppose you could come in and take a shower. Wish I could
help you with with where your friend Javier moved to," I said.

"Thanks, bro," he said. He grabbed his duffel bag as I unlocked the
door. I let him go in first.

"I'm Matt," I said, as he walked in. "Where did you come in from?"

"I'm Eli, man. I came from the west side of the state," he said. He
was being a bit evasive about where he had come from. I realized he
was probably coming from the state penn. He dropped his duffel bag by
the door, and looked around the small apartment. "Done it up nice,
bro. Much nicer than when Javi was here." I shut the door behind us. I
should have been scared, alone with a big black thug, but my cock was
twitching more than I cared to admit.

"Thanks," I said. I grabbed a towel out of the closet. He had
obviously been here before, because he headed straight to the
bathroom. Even before he got to the bathroom he had already pulled off
his shirt. His chest was impressively muscled, and there were more
tattoos, across his chest, and over his washboard abs. I had tried not
to stare, but I noticed that around his navel, there was a red
biohazard symbol. He tossed the shirt into a corner, grabbed the towel
from me, and walked into the bathroom. He was still wearing his grey
sweat pants and an old pair of sneakers. He closed the door and a few
moments later, I heard the shower start running.

I picked up the shirt from the ground; even just holding it in my
hands, I could smell the sweat and grime on it. From the size of the
duffel bag and the condition of the t-shirt, I guessed he didn't have
much in the way of clothing. It was clear that anything I might have
wouldn't fit him. I put the shirt on a chair in the living room, and
started to sip my coffee while Eli showered.

He didn't take long in shower. I had barely started on my coffee when
the water was turned off. Eli shuffled around a bit in the bathroom, I
guessed he was drying himself off. Soon, he opened the door, and
walked out into the living room. He had slung the towel over his
shoulder, and was otherwise totally naked.

I didn't bother trying to hide my staring at him. His legs were just
as well-defined as his chest and arms, and handing between them was a
fat yet still limp cock and two huge, low-hanging balls. I tried to
focus on his face, but I found myself constantly glancing back at his
cock and thick bush. He at least pretended not to notice me
staring. "Thanks bro. I needed that. Not had that hot of a shower in a
long, long time."

"So, what were your plans for the day?" I asked. He had turned around,
looking for his duffel bag. His ass was two perfectly balanced black
globes, just as hard and perfect as the rest of his body. I wanted to
kneel down, spread his muscular cheeks and worship his hole.

"Fuck bro, I don't know. Was hoping I could crash with Javi for a
bit. And try to have some fun today. It's been too long since I've had
the chance." He found where he had left the duffel, and knelt down. As
he rummaged through it, his low-hanging balls were swinging heavily
between his legs. I guessed they were full of accumulated jizz. I
wanted nothing more than to be the one to drain them for him.

"What kind of fun are you up for?" I asked.

"I don't care bro. Just kick back, have a good time. Javi was always
good for a wild party." He found what he had been looking for, and he
turned around. He had a threadbare pair of underwear and a small
book. "Damn, I wish I knew where he went. Hope his cell is still the
same."

"Like what you see, bro?" he asked, not yet putting on the underwear.

"Yeah," I said, a little embarrassed that he had noticed.

"That's cool bro. Maybe we can have our own party," he said. His hand
dropped down to his groin, and he started to rub his cock a bit. "I
can borrow your phone? Wanna see if I can get a hold of Javi."

I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket. "Here you go." He took it
from me, and started to page through his address book. He let the
underwear drop to the ground.

"Yo, bro. Gotta be honest. You got any party favors?" he asked me, as
he stopped searching through his book. He dialed the phone.

"What do you like?" I asked. "I've got some pot and other things."
Eli's face brightened up when I mentioned "other things."

"Bro, I'd love to smoke some meth, if you've got it." He was slouched
back on one of the chairs facing me, his legs spread wide. It was
still difficult for me not to stare at his cock. Even half-hard it was
massive; a good seven inches long and nearly beer-can thick. I had no
idea if I was going to be able to do anything with it, or even if I
was going to get to play with our partying.

"Yeah, I do," I said. I hadn't even used up my last baggie and had
just bought two more grams the previous day.

"Well, damn, bro. Share your wealth, and I'll share mine," he said. He
shook his cock at me, indicating exactly the wealth he had to
share. He held the phone up to his ear and I thought I could hear the
sound of ringing.

"Right on, man," I said. The ringing had stopped and I heard a muffled
answer.

"Yo, Javi, my man. This is Eli," he said into the phone. He clicked
the volume down a bit, and I couldn't hear the other man any longer. A
pause, then "Yeah. I got out yesterday. Got here this morning." I went
into the bedroom, and found my pipe, torch, and the full bag of
favors. In the living room, Eli was still talking. "Hanging out in
your old apartment, actually. Cool guy here now." I rummaged through
my bed stand, and found a few tablets of Viagra. "Yeah, totally. We're
just getting the party started. You should come over."

Supplies in hand, I came back to the living room. Eli had moved to the
couch, where I had been sitting. I put the supplies down on the coffee
table. "Awesome bro. See you in thirty then," he said, putting the
phone down. He looked towards me. I tied to meet his eyes, but was
still distracted by the massive tool between his legs. "Javi is coming
over in a bit bro. We'll have fun today." He grabbed his cock, playing
with it a bit. "Not as big as me. But he's not bad at all and
definitely knows how to use it."

I wasn't sure about having two strangers in my place, much less two
strangers high on crystal meth, but my cock was starting to think for
me. "Found a Viagra, if you want that as well?" I said.

"You think you can handle me fucking you on V?" he asked, laughing. I
stared at his cock. I knew this was going to be a day like I had
dreamed of, and I didn't want anything to mess up the party.

"I know I can." I said.

"Well, get me something to drink. You got any beer bro?"

I went into the kitchen, and brought him a cold can of beer. He
took the viagra and washed it down. "Just a sec," I said, and went
back into the bedroom. I found some poppers and lube, and brought
those out.

"Right on, bro. This is just what I needed," he said. "The pipe
loaded?" he asked.

I shook my head no. I sat down on the couch next to him and got a big chunk
of crystal out of the baggie. I put it in the pipe. The bowl still looked a
little empty to me, so I added two smaller shards. I took the torch and lit
it. I melted the shards in the bowl. As I prepared the pipe, Eli watched.
He grabbed the lube off the table and poured a little on his cock. When the
first thin wisp of smoke curled out of the pipe, I handed it to him, to let
him have the pleasure of the first hit. He took the pipe, one hand holding
it as his other hand continued to slowly stroke his cock.

He held the pipe in his mouth as I held the torch under it. The
crystals crackled and smoked in the intense heat of the torch. He
emptied the bowl several times, pulling a strong hit. After the fourth
or fifth pull, he indicated he was good. I let the torch go out, and
he pulled the pipe out of his mouth. He held it for a few
seconds. Then, he blew out a thick white cloud right into my face.

"Your turn," he said, as the smoke slowly dissipated in the room. I
took the pipe and started to heat it up. As I let it melt and smoke,
he took another swig of the beer. "You got any porn?" he asked. "Helps
me get in the mood." I just nodded, as I took my first drag from the
pipe. I felt the d**g fill my lungs, my heart pounding in anticipation
of the incipient high. I did a proper hit, and held it long, then blew
out a thick cloud. I handed the pipe and torch to Eli for him to go
again.

"What kind of porn are you into?" I asked, right before he took
another hit from the glass pipe.

"Anything, bro. Gay. Straight. Black. White. I don't care. The
freakier, the better."

I got up and pulled out something I had downloaded a few months
ago. It was a bunch of short gay flicks, mostly hung black guys
fucking white guys. It was also bareback, which gave me a moment's
pause. I worried it might set the mood for the rest of the day. I
didn't know how to bring up condoms for Eli, if one would even fit
him. As I put it on, Eli took another hit from the pipe. I came back
to the couch just as he was exhaling the hit. He handed the pipe back
to me. I put it in my mouth as he lit the torch under it. "Big hit
this time, Matt. Gotta get you in the zone, bro."

I sucked on the pipe, getting nice thick hits of the meth. Even when I
motioned that I had had enough, he kept the torch under the
pipe. "Just a bit more, bro," he said. "You're gonna need it for what
I have planned for you." I tried to keep on inhaling the smoke as best
I could, even as my lungs felt like they were bursting. Finally, he
pulled the torch away, grabbing the pipe from my mouth. "Hold it,
Matt, until I say so" he said.

He stuck the pipe in his mouth and started to do his own hit. I was
about to exhale, but he indicated for me to hold it a bit longer. It
wasn't until he had taken all of his hit that he motioned me to breath
out. Just as I was finished emptying my lungs, he leaned in towards
me, making it clear I was going to get his hit. We started to kiss,
and he shot-gunned his hit to me. It was far bigger than the one I
just did, and he made sure our lips were locked long enough for it to
get absorbed. Finally, he broke off the kiss, and let me breath the
hit out. I was a little surprised a macho thug type like him would
kiss, but I didn't protest the unexpected intimacy.

I could feel my body tingle, as the tina started to take effect. I was
definitely getting horny and wanting to do more than just kiss and
share hits of the meth.

I turned my attention to the TV. On screen, a white guy was on his
knees, trying to swallow a huge black cock. I looked at Eli's cock,
and realized that his shaft was even bigger than the one in the
video. "You like it, bro?" he asked; I couldn't tell if he meant his
dark cock, or the white guy struggling to swallow the black cock on
screen.

"Yeah, I do," answering for both.

"Why don't you get more comfortable. You gotta get naked like me,
man," he said. I did as I was told, throwing my shirt into a corner,
then stepping out of my jeans and underwear. My cock was only
semi-hard and seemed tiny in comparison to his. "Nice bod, bro," Eli
said, running his free hand over my hairy chest and taut stomach. "Not
sure how my cock's gonna fit in you. But don't worry, we'll make sure
it does."

"Hot movie," Eli continued. "Why don't you get down on your knees, and
show my cock some love, just like that white boy." I pushed the coffee
table back a bit, and knelt down in front of him. Up close his manhood
seemed even bigger than I first realized. I had no idea how I was
going to take it in my mouth, much less in my ass. "Just relax, and
work slowly. I know you'll be able to take it," he said, almost
reading my mind.

I grabbed the bottle of poppers and did a hit. As they took effect,
his cock no longer seemed like an insurmountable obstacle. I knew I
could take it, and further, I knew he would love every second of it. I
took his warm cockhead into my mouth, savoring the small drop of
pre-cum at its tip. I started to work my way down his shaft, slowly
taking more and more of his cock into my mouth. It wasn't an easy or
fast process, but it more than satisfied my sudden need for dick.

Eli was enjoying it as well. He spread his legs wide, giving me better
access to his cock and balls. He leaned back, not caring about
anything but the pleasure of the blowjob. After a few minutes of
effort, I had barely gotten more than a third of his cock into my
mouth. But, it didn't seem to bother him. He was moaning in pleasure,
letting me know how good it felt for him.

He grabbed the pipe, and lit the torch. I glanced up at him just in
time to see him slowly melting the d**g in the glass bowl. Right
before the smoke began to leak out the top, he looked down at me and
said, "Don't stop sucking, bro. It feels fucking great." He put the
pipe to his lips and did another long hit. I was glad I had loaded up
the bowl, since it he was enjoying big hits. I was feeling like I was
almost in the zone, and needed only one more hit before I was
completely at his mercy, ready to be used like the cocksucker I was.

He pushed out his hit, covering the two of us in a thick white
fog. Eli was getting too much pleasure from my oral service, so I knew
he wasn't going to offer me a hit off the pipe. Instead, I settled for
another hit from the poppers, and did my best to swallow another
agonizing inch of his cock. His cockhead started to hit the back of my
throat, and I did my best to suppress my gag. But, with my mouth
already stretched as wide as possible and his fat cock pressed against
my throat, it was hard to do. Even with the poppers, I had to pull off
and catch my breath.

"Damn bro. Most guys can barely take my head. That was fucking
amazing," he said, clearly impressed. "Take a breather," he said,
"Catch your breath." grabbing my arms and pulling me up on to the
couch. I relaxed for a moment. My hand dropped down to my crotch,
seeking out my dick. My cock was still half-hard. The crystal hadn't
yet reached it and left it limp and lifeless. It was leaking
precum. Eli reached across, and grabbed my cock. "Not bad, man," he
said, impressed by its current size.

He stroked my cock a few times, but then worked his hand down,
grabbing my balls and starting to finger and explore my hole. "You're
a tight ass, bro. Literally. Gonna have fun fucking you." He pulled
his fingers out long enough to put a drop or two of lube on them. He
pushed back into me, getting a little deeper. Even his fingers were
big, and I acutely felt the intrusion into my hole. "You ok, man?" he
asked. "Or do you need another hit?" He left it ambiguous enough that
I didn't know if he meant poppers or crystal.

"Yeah. Just a lot bigger than I'm used to," I said. I tried to shift
my weight around, giving him easier access to my butt and also trying
to relax as much as possible. He didn't stop, but pushed into me
further; I could feel his second knuckle slide into my hole. He
wiggled his finger inside of me. It sent a shock of pleasure running
through my body and I moaned involuntarily. But then, suddenly, he
pulled out. I felt empty, like something important had slid out from
my body.

"Pick out a nice big shard from your stash, man," he said. "You're not
in the zone yet." I got off the sofa and down on my knees again. I
looked through what was left in in the bag. There was one decent-sized
piece of meth left. The rest of it was all small bits or dust. I
fished the big one out of the bag, and put it on the coffee table. I
grabbed the pipe, but he stopped me. He leaned over and took a look at
it was I wondered what he had planned. "Nice, bro. Now, just bend over
the table and relax." He paused for a second. "You may want these," he
said, handing me the poppers. I took them, and did a huff from the
bottle.

He carefully picked up the shard of meth. With his free hand, he
spread apart my ass cheeks, exposing my hole. I realized he was going
to stick the crystal up my ass, not bothering with the ritual of a
booty bump. I had heard this was almost as intense as
slamming. Terrified of what I'd do flying high, nevertheless, I did
another huff of poppers, forcing myself to relax. His finger pushed
into my hole, guiding the sharp rock into me. I could feel it scr****g
up against my tight moist hole, slowly starting to dissolve and enter
my bloodstream. He pushed his finger in all the way, first one
knuckle, then a second knuckle, and finally the base of his finger.

"There, Matt," he said. "Just relax, and let it melt, bro." I took
another huff from the poppers as he slid his finger out of my hole. I
could feel the shard of tina that he had left behind. I knew it had
already started to dissolve, the d**g going straight to my brain. I
wondered what I would let him do over the next few hours. As his
fingertip slipped out of my hole, he gently massaged it, making it
close up. "That bump should last you for a good while," he said.



I tried to relax, bent over the coffee table with the shard of meth
dissolving in my ass. I watched the porn, trying to take my mind off
my current situation. On screen, the white guy was bent over a couch,
and the black guy was poking his uncut cockhead against the white
boy's ass. It wasn't going to be long before I was in the same
position. Eli's cock was now hard as a rock, and he wasn't going to be
satisfied with just my attempts at deep throating his tool.

"Get up on the couch, bro," Eli said, after a few minutes. My hole was
tingling, almost burning from the bump that had melted inside of
it. It wouldn't be long before I was going to be wagging my butt,
begging Eli to stick his tool up there. "Nice ass. Enjoyed that
view. It's gonna be a pleasure getting in there and breeding your hole
a few times."

I sat on the couch and d****d one of my legs over Eli's massive
thigh. This position kept my hole exposed to Eli. He didn't waste the
opportunity, and started to finger my hole. We were both getting lost
in the d**g-high, feeling the tweak come on strong. "What were you
doing on the west side," I finally asked.

"I was in the state penn, bro," he said. "Free and clear yesterday
afternoon."

"For?" I asked. I hoped I wasn't going too far by asking him.

"Got in a fight, and ended up punching a guy out. Got a year for
it. Just think of it as a year at the gym though." With his free hand,
he rubbed his chest, squeezing his massive pecs. I leaned over and
nibbled on a nip. I was surprised at just how muscular he was; I kept
finding new mounds of muscle to worship. Nor did he have an ounce of
fat on him. "Not worried by that?" he asked.

I shook my head no. All I could think about was how much I needed some
cock. Any cock. And his was right there, hard and ready.

"Guess it takes more to scare you," he said.

I was still locked to his nip, so I just nodded in agreement. He had
moved beyond just playing with my hole and was now sticking a finger
up there. I had relaxed a lot since he had given me the booty bump,
and his finger had slid in easily. "Still pretty tight," he said, not
quite agreeing with my feeling. "Gonna have to let Javi go in first
and get you opened up properly."

Almost as soon as he said that, my phone rang. I had to disentangle
myself from Eli: finger out of my hole, no longer licking his pecs,
and my leg off his thigh. "Hi, this is Matt," I said, finally able to
answer the phone.

"Hey, it's Javier, Eli's bud. I'm at the front gate," the voice on the
phone said.

"Come on up," I said. "You know where it is." I buzzed him in, and
hung up. "It's Javier," I told Eli.

"You gonna meet Javi at the door like that? Totally naked?" he
asked. "He'd dig that. Get him boned right up."

"Why the hell not?" I said. I got up and headed to the front door, my
dick swinging in the air. A few moments later, there was a knock. I
opened it, and Javier was standing there. He wasn't as big as Eli,
probably about six feet high, thinner, but still muscular. Instead of
Eli's stubble he had a small goatee. I couldn't quite tell his race;
it was a mixture of Afro-American and hispanic; maybe blatino was the
best description. Like Eli, his hair was shaved short. The light
drizzle had wet it down a bit though. He was wearing jeans, a t-shirt,
and a light jacket.

"Damn. You guys didn't waste any time getting started." he said,
eyeing me up. He walked in, and I shut the door behind him."

"Yeah, we have," I said.

He paused in the hallway and looked me over. "Turn around," he said. I
did as I was told, feeling acutely naked and vulnerable. "Very nice,"
he said and smacked me on the ass. He took off his damp jacket and I
hung it up. Then we both went into the living room.


"Hey Eli. Good to see you again bro," he said.

"Man, Nice to see you again too," Eli replied.

"When you get out?" Javi asked.

"Yesterday. Just got here this morning."

"Well, welcome home. Got you a little gift." Javi pulled his wallet
out from his pocket. He opened it, and took out a small bag, placing
it on the coffee table. Even from the doorway, I could see it was
stuffed full of tina.

"Fuck, that's totally awesome. Hope you don't have to be anywhere
today." Eli turned to be. "Got another V for Javi?"

"Yeah, I think." I went into the bedroom, and found an extra tablet. I
came back to the living room by way of the kitchen, getting Javier a
beer. I handed both of them to Javi.

"Right on! Gonna be a fun day," he said as he popped the blue pill and
took a swig from the bottle. He turned to Eli. "You're looking
good. How's everything going?"

"Don't ask. Cunt of a nurse was fucking things up. Gotta see Weiss
this week and get my meds right." Eli grabbed the pipe off the
table. "But let's think about better things. Like getting you up to
speed with us."
Eli took the torch and started heating up the glass bowl. Javier sat
down on the couch and took the pipe's stem in his mouth, letting Eli
handle the torch. He took a long hit, and held it. Eli motioned to me
"Shotgun it from him, Matt"

I kneeled down in front of Javi, and took his hit. Like Eli's hits, it
was big. I knew I wouldn't be able to take many more hits from either
without getting way too far gone. Almost as soon as Javi had finished
pushing out the hit to me, he took the pipe and torch, and started to
heat the bowl again. "Gotta catch up with your guys," he said.

"Good plan," said Eli. "Matt's just done a big booty bump and its
barely taken effect."

"Sweet," Javi said, "And you? Where are you?" As he finished
speaking, he put the pipe in his mouth. I couldn't hold my hit any
longer, and exhaled it.

"You know me. I've been sucking on the glass cock ever since I called
you. And Matt's been sucking on my cock. Take the next one as well,
Matt," Eli said. Javi was puffing at the pipe hard, getting as much of
the vapor as he could. Finally when he stopped, he motioned for me to
lean in and take his hit. It was even bigger and stronger than the
first one Javier had done. I inhaled as much of it as I could, but
even so, there was dense fog that escaped. "Nice," Eli said. "You'll
catch up with us soon enough."

"I'm feeling a bit already," Javi said. "But this bowl is spent."

Still kneeling down in front of him, I took the pipe from him. He was
right. The glass bowl was almost empty. As I was examining it, Javi
stood up, and pulled off his shirt, throwing it into a corner. "Use my
stash," he said, indicating the bag he had put on the table. "And
don't skimp on loading it up." Hands shaking from the hits I had
already done, and the booty bump starting to kick in, I emptied nearly
half the bag into the bowl, filling it well.

Javi kicked off his shoes, and pulled off his jeans. He wasn't as
muscular as Eli, but was still well-defined. Across his dark chest,
there was a smattering of hair, and a bit of it was grey. It was
surprisingly sexy on him. He was wearing a pair of boxers and already,
there was a definite tent growing in them. He sat back on the
couch. "You should have the honor of the first hit, Eli," he said.

I lit the torch, and melted the mass of crystals in the bowl. As the
pipe began to smoke, Eli took it from me, and started to suck down the
vapor. I held the torch under it, making sure he got a good hit. As he
finished, he handed the pipe to me. "Your turn, Matt," Eli said,
trying not to let any of the smoke escape from his lungs.

I shook my head no. I was already feeling pretty far gone, and wanted
to slow down a little bit. "Don't be a pussy," Javi said. "I want to
see you do a hit." I reluctantly put the pipe to my mouth, and lit
the torch. As I did my hit, Eli shotgunned Javi. The two of them
started to make out as they finished exchanging the cloud. Javi
reached down and pushed down his boxers as they made out. His cock
sprang free, sticking straight up. Not as big as Eli's, it was still a
very respectable eight inches. At the base, there was a thick bush and
a pair of heavy balls.

As I put down the pipe, Eli broke off his kiss with Javi. "Give me
your hit," he said to me. "Then take Javi's hit." I leaned over
towards Eli, and exhaled the smoke into his mouth. Immediately, Javi
grabbed me, and I was forced to inhale his hit. It took me a moment to
realize that this was the one that Eli had started. We were all
sharing hits now, making sure that the d**gs had maximum
effectiveness. Even third hand, it was bigger and stronger than the
one I just done. I being taken far further than I had ever planned.

"Wow, that was weak bro," Eli said, as he blew out the hit I had
shotgunned him. " You're in the big leagues now. We're going to have
to get you used to what a real man does."

"No k**ding, man," Javi echoed. "Let's do this right. Hand me the
pipe," he said to Eli. Javi grabbed the back of my head, and pulled me
down to his crotch. "Suck me off," he said, as he lit the torch. I
took the tip of his cock in my mouth, feeling the firm warmth of his
head fill my mouth. Javi was taking a long hit on the pipe, enjoying
the combination of getting high and getting his cock licked to a firm
erection.

Eli was the biggest man I had ever encountered. Luckily, Javi wasn't
as big. As his cock got harder, I realized it was going to be about
nine inches long, and reasonably thick. I hoped that he was going to
be the first to enter my hole, since he would help me get ready for
Eli's monster. Javi finished his hit, and let the torch go out as I
continued to service him. He turned to Eli, and then shotgunned the
hit to the muscular black man. Once done, Javi relaxed and let the
waves of pleasure wash over him. "Hot movie," he said, kicking back,
watching the screen as he kept a hand on the back of my head.

There was just enough pressure from Javi to let me know I shouldn't
stop servicing his shaft. I kept up my efforts, trying to get more of
his cock into my mouth. Eli finally letting out his hit. "Yeah, it
is," he said. Noticing my efforts on Javi's, Eli asked, "How's that
feel for you?"

"Pretty damn good. But it would be even better if I could get into his
throat." I knew it was less a request than an order. I pulled off his
cock just long enough to grab the bottle of poppers and do a huff. As
my attention returned to Javi's cock, Eli lit the torch again, getting
ready for another hit. I ignored the sound of the torch and the faint
smell of the crystal and focused on the shaft in front of me. I opened
my mouth and worked my way down as far as I could. I made sure to get
his shaft nice and wet. The extra lubrication would help me when I
eventually had to force it deep into my throat. As Eli drew on the
pipe once more, I felt Javi's cockhead hit the back of my throat.

I swallowed, then forced myself to do what I knew I had to do. I could
feel Javi push into my throat. The poppers were filling my mind, and
all I wanted was to get as much of his man's cock in my mouth as
possible. I tried not to gag. Javi needed a man to worship his cock,
and I was lucky enough to be the cocksucker he had chosen. Even if it
was because I was the only one there, it was still an honor to be on
my knees, Javi allowing his cock to press into my throat. Once his
cock entered my throat, it was surprisingly easy to take all of it. My
lips soon hit the base of his cock, his balls right up against my
chin. There was no response from Javi other than a low moan of
pleasure.

Still keeping his hand on the back of my head, Javi leaned over, and
shotgunned Eli's hit. The two men stayed lip locked, enjoying a long
kiss. I watched these two strong, masculine men kissing each
other. But their intimacy and closeness only made them more desirable
and more unattainable. They were sharing something between them that I
wouldn't ever be able to understand. I knew I was just their toy for
the day, something to help them relate to each other. I was providing
them with the d**gs they were flying on, the porn they were getting
turned on by, and most importantly, the two holes they would be
abusing all day. All of this, I glady gave for their pleasure.

"Nice," Javi said, as they both blew out their smoke. Even though they
had swapped the hit back and forth a few times, my head was still
wrapped in a dense cloud of smoke. I knew they were both getting a
good tweak going. I hardly knew either of them, and what I did know
about the two wasn't good. But yet I was getting them high, and
allowing them get me higher than I had ever been before. I knew the
day, maybe even the weekend, was going to be a memorable experience
for me. However, at the moment, my world was Javi's cock. I wanted it
inside of me. I wanted to keep it hard, to show how much of a man Javi
was, and how easily he had dominated me. At the very least, I wanted
Javier to acknowledge me as a cocksucker.

"Bro, you feeling good yet?" Eli asked Javi. Out of the corner of my
eye, I could Eli was still stroking his massive cock.

"Yeah, definitely getting there," Javi answered. "Cocksucker is doing
a great job on my cock, and the favors are definitely fine." He took
the pipe from Eli. "One more for me, I think," he said.

"Share it with Matt, man. He needs it bad, especially after that last
pussy hit he did," Eli said.

"Right on." He lifted me off of his cock. "Ready for a proper hit?" he
asked me. I was already missing the feeling of his cock in my throat,
and I could only nod in response. To my surprise, he put the pipe in
my mouth first. I had thought he was just going to shotgun his hit to
me. But he held the torch under it. "You need to do a proper hit
first," he said. I waited for the bowl to fill with smoke before I
started to pull. I did several distinct huffs, each time making sure
the bowl re-filled with the thick smoke. Each drag I thought would be
my last, until I looked at Javi or Eli, and knew they wanted me to do
at least one more. Finally, my lungs were full and I simply couldn't
do any more.

"Now, that's how a real man hits the pipe, cocksucker," Javi said,
giving me a sign of his approval. I had a sudden rush of pleasure from
his small acknowledgement, thinking I might just be able to share in
the bond these two men had. But I quickly realized it was only the
favors doing the thinking for me, making me feel more connected than I
had any right to be. "Give it to me," Javier said, leaning into
me. Our mouths met, and I exhaled my hit into his mouth. He didn't try
to break off the kiss, but instead pushed his tongue into my mouth. It
was a nice bonus, and I was glad to share the intimacy with him. He
held the hit for longer than I expect, the entire time his tongue was
probing and exploring my mouth. His cock had already done one round of
exploration, and his tongue was even more proof how he had easily laid
claim to my body and holes.

Finally, he blew the hit right back into my mouth. I wasn't expecting
it, but was able to inhale a good bit of it. Even so, a lot it was
lost in a thick cloud around our heads. Despite being passed back and
forth, it was still strong hit, at least as strong as any I had
done. I knew I was going to soon regret partying so hard with these
men. I wasn't sure of my choices or actions. My only guide to what to
do was to make sure these men were hard, they were happy, and any of
their desires were satisfied "There's another hit for you,
cocksucker," Javi said. "Getting you where I want you."

"Right on," Eli said. "Got any left in the pipe? You're still lagging
behind me and the cocksucker."

Javier took the pipe from me, and looked at it. "Still enough for at
least one good hit." The bowl was warm from my hit and began to smoke
quickly as he held the torch under it. Javi puffed a few times on the
pipe, clearing out the bowl, and then began to suck on the glass cock
in earnest. It seemed like he was on the pipe for an eternity, but my
sense of time was so distorted, it was probably less than a
minute. Finally, he let the torch go out, and took one last drag,
emptying the bowl.

"Spent?" asked Eli. Javi nodded, and I took the pipe from him in order
to re-fill it. Before I could do anything, Javi grabbed me. He wanted
to shotgun the hit to me. I shook my head no. I was really starting to
feel the tweak, with my cock throbbing and my hole itching. Even as I
started to smack my lips involuntarily, a classic sign for me of being
tweaked, Javi locked onto my mouth and pushed his hit into my body. I
inhaled as he wanted, and it filled me up. I held it as long as I
could, as Javi explored my mouth with his tongue.

Eli leaned into us, pushing Javier away. He forced his lips against
mine, rubbing his thick stubble against my face. I knew
what to do, and exhaled the hit into his waiting mouth. He sucked it
in, fast draining my lungs. I had to break off the kiss, just to
get some air in my lungs. Before I could breathe, Javi grabbed me back, and
re-filled me with more of the d**g. Eli and I sat there, letting
the tina soak into our bloodstream and head to our brains.

Finally, Eli exhaled. Only then did I feel ok in exhaling my own
hit. Neither cloud was as thick as earlier ones, but they still were
getting the job done. "Good?" Eli asked Javier.

"Oh yeah. Time to have some fun," Javi said.



I put the pipe and torch down, then turned back to Javier. He had
pulled off his boxers, and was now naked and hard, leaning back on the
couch. His eyes were sort of focused on the TV, but also dreamy and
distant as he was enjoying the start of the high. "Suck me, man," he
said. I did a hit of the poppers, and returned to kneeling between his
legs. I licked the tip of his cock, tasting a small drop of
pre-cum. My hands were resting on his hips, and as I wrapped my lips
around his cockhead, I felt him beginning to relax. This was something
he knew how to enjoy: enjoying the first perfect moments of a crystal
high and a personal cocksucker working on his cock. He knew it would
only be a few moments before I had most of his penis in my mouth and
his cockhead pressing into my throat.

"Right on, bro," Eli said, "Swallow that Latino cock." He and Javi
started to make out, as Eli stroked his cock. Out of the corner of my
eye, I could see that it was still the same size, as big and thick as
ever. I was terrified of the moment when he was going to try to shove
his tool into my ass. But I also knew there would be no way I'd refuse
him that pleasure, especially with the crystal fueling my every
action. I tried not to think about the future and what I'd be called
on to do. When the time came, I'd face it and take it like a good
bottom. While I had been thinking, I had gotten Javi's cockhead all
the way to the back of my mouth, just hitting my throat.

It was time to try my best and swallow his cock. I hoped that I would
be able to avoid gagging, but was scared that I couldn't control my
reactions with a thick cock in my throat. With all the hits we had
done from the glass pipe, my mouth was dry, and it wasn't as easy as
earlier to get used to his hard shaft going into me. But Javier was
definitely ready for me to take his entire cock and to go all the way
down. He had put his hand on the back of my head, gently but firmly
pressing me further onto his cock. I swallowed, and relaxed my
throat. With a pop, his cockhead invaded my throat and stretched it
out. "Fuck man! That's what I'm needing now," Javi said. He pushed on
the back of my head harder, forcing me to swallow the entire length of
his cock. He was no longer being gentle or slow about it, but made me
take the entire length of his shaft in one fast stroke. I wasn't
expecting his sudden thrust, and had to force myself to calm down and
suppress a gag.

"You ok there, white boy?" Eli asked me. I was still trying to get
used to all of Javi's cock in my throat, but I nodded yes
anyway. Javi's tool was cutting off my air supply and I knew I would
have to pull off shortly, just to catch my breath. But for a few more
moments, I would let Javi have the joy of a warm throat around his
cock. And I would have the pleasure of a hard cock stretching out my
throat.

"He's trying not to gag, I can tell," Javi said. "Feels fucking
awesome for me though."

"Maybe a different position would be better, bro?" Eli said. I
couldn't keep Javi's cock in my throat any longer. I needed to breath
and to have something to drink. Javi released the pressure on the back
of my head, and let me pull off. Eyes blurry, I gasped a few times,
and looked at the two dark men, watching my every move. "Let's go into
the bedroom, bro." Eli said.

I coughed a bit and was finally able to speak. "Yea, that would be
good." It was nice to be able to breath again finally, although I was
already missing sucking on their cocks. All I could think about was
getting a cock, any cock, back into my mouth. My ass was twitching as
well, the shard of crystal inside me had finally melted. I wanted to
get fucked as well as suck cock.

"You got a TV in there?" Eli asked. "This is a hot movie," he
continued.

"Yeah, I do. No worries." I stood up and gathered the supplies I had
brough out: pipe, torch, crystal, lube, poppers. I went to the TV and
stopped the movie, pulling the DVD from the player.

"You want anything else to drink?" I asked the guys. "Water? Juice?
Vodka? Beer?"

"How about a screwdriver?" Javi asked.

"You got any more vitamin V for us," Eli asked me. It took me a second
to realize what he was referring to, the Viagra I had provided for the
two men.

"I'll have to check." I went into the bedroom, dropping off every
thing I had gathered, before returning to the living room. Eli and
Javi were still on the couch, just stroking their cocks. One of Javi's
hands was resting on Eli's muscular thigh. Although the two were
utterly comfortable with each other naked and aroused, it was hard to
tell if this was just a friendship or something deeper. I had a
suspicion that I was a crucial element here, someone to act as an
intermediary for these two men and receptacle for their needs,
desires; their cocks and loads.

In the kitchen, I made two screwdrivers, and brought them out. I took
a swig from one, and handed it to Javi. I offered the other to Eli,
but he motioned I should drink it myself. "To the bedroom, guys?" I
asked.

Eli and Javi got up, somewhat reluctantly aroused from their
relaxation. They followed me into the bedroom. I put the DVD on, and
fast forwarded it to the next scene. I knew it was a three-way: a
black and a white top on a white bottom. It opened with the bottom
alternately sucking off the two tops. "Right on, man," Javi said,
standing and staring at the large flat-screen TV on the dresser. Eli
hopped on the bed and leaned against the headboard. Almost
immediately, he started stroking his cock and watched the action
unfold on the TV.

"You got that extra V for us?" Eli asked me. I went over to the
bedtable, where I had put the supplies, and looked in the drawer. I
shuffled around in the drawer, looking through my stash. I found not
only another viagra, but a full bag of crystal.

"Double bonus," I said. I showed him the stash of tina and the viagra.

"Right on bro. Hope you don't have any plans for the rest of the day."
He turned to Javier. "He's got another V for us to share. And more
tina when we need it. Or he needs it." The two of them laughed at the
last comment. I put the baggie down, and handed the V to Eli. He took
it, carefully split it in half, and washed one half down with the
screwdriver. He handed the other half to Javi who swallowed it
dry. Eli grabbed the bottle of lube, and poured some on his cock. I
was used to needing only a small squeeze of the lube, but Eli needed
far more; he poured it on for a few seconds. Even that just barely
coated his entire penis.

I was dividing my attention between the screen, where the bottom was
still servicing the two tops and Javier, who had been playing with his
cock. Javier noticed me watching him jerk off. "You ready for more of
this, man?" he asked.

I nodded. "Yeah, I am." I took one last swig of the cocktail and put
it down. I kneeled down in front of him, my head ending up level with
his tool. Despite being hard, his cock was long, thick and heavy
enough that it only just stuck out straight, almost hanging down a bit
from the its own weight. I did a quick hit of poppers, and took his
cockhead into my mouth. Javi reached down and grabbed the poppers from
me. He did a long hit from the bottle, screwed on the cap, then handed
them back to me. As the poppers hit me, he grabbed the back of my
head, and pulled me down on his cock.

Soon after hitting me, the poppers hit Javi. He started to drive the
blow job. He forced his cock to the back of my mouth almost
immediately. It was all about his pleasure and he didn't care about
me. At that moment, I was just a mouth for him. I prepared myself for
him to push down my throat, and as expected, he did. His cockhead slid
deep, and I suppressed the inevitable gag. I had to tilt my head up to
accomodate the length of his shaft, an uncomfortable position for
me. But he didn't notice or care, shoving his dick roughly all the way
in, and then quickly pulling out. I did my best to keep up with him,
but between the angle of my head and the intensity of his mouth-fuck,
it was hard for me to not gag on his pole each time he went deep.

"Not having a good time of it, huh?" Eli said, watching us from the
bed. "Why don't you try the side of the bed?" I wasn't sure what he
meant by that position.

Javi knew exactly what Eli mean. "Right on. Get on the bed, Matt. Get
on your back, and hang your head off the side." Explained by Javi, I
knew what Eli had meant by the side of the bed. I had only seen that
position in movies before, and never imagined that I would be the
cocksucker getting facefucked that way. Javi pulled his cock out of my mouth,
and waited. I was still on my knees, not sure if I was ready for that
position. "Come on man. Do it," he said.

Eli laughed. "You don't have a choice here, Matt. And don't
worry. Once you're in position, you'll fucking love it," he said. "Or
at least Javi will love fucking you."

Still, I hesitated. "Come on, Matt," Javier said. "You know you want
to feel this cock in your throat again." He slapped his hard cock
lightly, and it bounced right in front of me. My mouth watered and
reluctantly, I got onto the bed. I was lying next to Eli, only with my
head by his feet. I leaned back over the side of my bed, assuming the
position as Javier stood in front of me, his cock almost exactly level
with my mouth. He had a straight shot into my throat. "Fuck, this is
perfect," he said.

"Right on," Eli said. "You're gonna stretch open up his throat for me?"

"Of course." Javier handed me the bottle of poppers. I tilted my head
up enough to do a hit, then handed them back to him. As the poppers
took effect, I opened my mouth. Sooner or later, I knew Javi was going
to slide his cock into my mouth, and worse, open up my throat. I
needed to know just how bad that would be. The anticipation would
probably be worse than the actual event, and I wanted to face my fears
head on.

"Ready, cocksucker?" Javi asked me. From my position on the bed, his
cock and balls loomed large. I could just barely see his face, but I
knew he was smiling and eager to be inside me. Driven by the crystal
and poppers, I nodded meekly. I only thought about giving him the
pleasure he deserved. He slid his dick into my mouth, his cockhead
first filling my mouth, then far too soon, it pressed against the back
of my mouth. I swallowed, and Javi's shaft pushed into my throat,
filling it and opening it up.

Even knowing that this invasion of my body was going to happen, I
still had to fight back my gag reflex. Without stopping, Javi forced
the entire length of his cock into me. His cock more than choked off
my air supply. Above all, I wanted this invasion to stop, not have my
nose buried in Javi's balls, and to be able to breath freely. I forced
myself to relax and let my mind be ruled by the poppers and crystal
and the needs they created in me. I had to accept Javier's manhood in
my throat. I had to accept it as my lot in life, and my purpose. It
took some effort, but slowly, I was able to find the pleasure in his
throat-fuck. Javier was moaning slowly as he forced his shaft in and
out of my mouth--his cockhead stayed buried in my throat. Those moans
alone made it almost bearable, to know that I was the source of that
pleasure.

Over the wet sound of Javi's cock sliding in and out of my throat, I
could hear Eli jerking his rod. "Yeah bro, get that cocksucker's
throat open for me." From the moment Javier entered my throat, I knew
I would have to take Eli's cock. How I was going to manage it was
still largely unclear to me. Javier was just choking me; Eli was going
to rip open my throat. Javi pulled out a little further than normal,
his cockhead now in my mouth. I took the opportunity to gulp in some
air before he pushed back into my throat.

"He's a natural. Warm, wet, tight. And not gagging. At least not much
right now," Javier said. He reached down and craddled my head in his
hands. It was a tender gesture on his part, a kindness that his
interactions with Eli had just hinted he was capable of. But this time
was a feint; he held my head tightly, and used his grip on me for
additional leverage. His cock forced its way back in me, ending up
deeper into my gut. Slowly, a dribble of his pre-cum helped to
lubricate my throat. "Nice fucking throat," he said, his cock hard in
my throat.

Javi's dark shaft was in my mouth and his cockhead was pressing into
my throat. I tried to focus, to allow my mind to let go of anything
other than this inescapable fact of my life. But the crystal wouldn't
let me concentrate. I would think about everything that was still to
come for me: to the uncertain pleasure of Eli's cock in my mouth; the
inevitable moment when Javi would penetrate my asshole, and finally,
when Eli would use me like the white bitch I was. d**g-fogged, all I
could think of was my pleasure in making these men happy. I imagined
all the ways I could use my body and its many holes to achieve their
desires for pleasure.

Even though my reviverie was personally arousing, I was dragged back
to the real world by the undeniable existence of Javi's tool. There
was no escaping the throat fucking he was administering; he would pull
his cock almost all the way out of my mouth, give me a moment to get a
quick breath, then force himself all the way back into my throat.
Each time his shaft hit the back of my mouth and pushed all the way in
I struggled to keep from gagging. "Fuck man. I wish I had met you
months ago," Javi said. "Best damn cocksucker I've had in a long
time."

"You think he's ready for me yet?" Eli asked from the bed.

"Almost there," Javi said. "He's almost done with the warm-up cock."
He pulled all the way out, and I was finally able to tilt my head up
enough to see him. He had that d**g-glazed look on his face, but a big
smile, and his hard cock was just inches away from me. "Do another hit
of these," he said to me, handing me the bottle of poppers again.

I took them greedily, and did two long hits, one in each nostril. I
handed the bottle back to him, and let my head drop back down. My
mouth was again right at cock level. "Right on," Javier said, as he
slid his cockhead into my mouth. His cock was still wet from my
saliva. I expected him to go straight for my throat again, but he
paused. I heard him do a long hit of poppers and then another. My hit
had begun to take effect, and I started to suck on his cock, licking
up every drop of pre-cum that I could. I wanted dick, but I needed his
pre-cum. "Slow down there, cowboy," Javier said, putting a hand on my
head to keep me still. "Give me a second."

He screwed the top on the poppers, then waited. I realized he was
waiting for the poppers to hit, and I wondered what kind of throat
fuck I needed to prepare myself for. He tossed the bottle on the bed,
then grabbed the back of my head with both hands. In a single,
forceful thrust, he pushed his cock all the way into my throat. Once
again, I was impaled on his sword, and I struggled to keep from
gagging. "Fuck yeah, this is what I needed," Javi said, as he pulled
out, and thrust back in. "Too long since I've had a blow job like
this."

"Damn man, get him ready for me," Eli said. He had a weirdly flat
tone. Even thought I knew he was stroking his cock, I knew that the
crystal had hit him just as hard as it had hit me. "He'll need to be
stretched wide open to take me." Having already tried to take his
cock, I knew he wasn't joking.

However, Eli was still to come. My immediate concern was
Javi. Although he wasn't as thick or quite as long as Eli, he still
had an impressive piece of meat. At that moment, his fat meat was deep
in my throat, and his heavy balls were right against my nose. Sooner
or later, I would have to drain those balls of their accumulated
sperm. I found myself turned on by the idea: that I was lucky enough
to get this man off. That I was able to swallow his sperm. Or to take
his load up my ass.

Although I knew that this feeling of luck was driven more by the
poppers and tina, I didn't care. These thoughts and fantasies helped
me to realize that Javi's cock was something that needed to be deep in
my throat and not a unnatural intrusion. I surprised even myself when
I grabbed Javi's muscular ass and held him tight against my mouth. I
only wanted to worship this man, and right then, the best way I knew
was to make mouth-love to his manhood.

"Slow down there, Tiger," Javi said, gently prying my hands off his
body and pulling out again. I gasped as his cockhead slid out of my
throat, both because I needed the oxygen and because I suddenly
realized how empty my throat was. "We're just starting here; there's
no need for you to rush." He cradled my head in his hands, and slowly
pumped his cock in and out. "Don't want to shoot too soon." It was
clear this wasn't the first time he had done this. He was expertly
teasing my tonsils: pushing in just enough to get me to start gagging,
but also just enough for me to want the discomforting peace of a cock
stretching out my throat. "You're going to fucking love his throat,"
Javi said to Eli.

"Good?" Eli said. I knew that he had been jerking off the entire time,
but from my position, I could only see Javier, and even then just his
balls and ass.

"Oh yeah," Javi said. "He's a fucking expert cocksucker. Knows just
when to gag too. Feels so damn good on my cock." He pushed back in. I
hadn't expected the penetration, and had to stifle my gag
reflex. "See?" Javi said, as I flailed a bit, trying to find my peace.

"Fucking got me boned up here, bro," Eli said. "Work that throat a bit
more." Javi leaned over me, forcing his cock just a tiny bit
deeper. It was at most a quarter of an inch but it felt like he was
ramming inch after inch into me. Javi stood back up, and some of his
cock slipped out. He was big enough that this felt like no change at
all. I heard him unscrew the top on the poppers, and take a hit. "Give
him a hit too," Eli said. "I love how it makes him into a cock-crazed
slut."

Javi did as Eli told him, and pulled his cock far enough out for him
to hold the poppers under my nose. I inhaled greedily, wanting to
impress both of these dark-skinned men with my compliance and
eagerness to serve. It didn't take long for the poppers to take
effect. "Please," I said, as best I could with Javi's cock still
partially in my mouth. I knew Javi knew what I needed

Javi obliged, and his cock slid all the way into me, forcing itse way
into my throat. "Oh yeah, this is what I fucking need," he said. I no
longer cared what he needed. I was flying on the poppers, and all what
I needed was the thick piece of meat I had willingly impaled my face
on. Driven by the d**gs, all I wanted was for Javi to fuck my face,
pound my mouth, tear up my throat, and shoot his load deep into my
stomach.

"He can take all of your shaft?" Eli asked.

"Fuck yeah. I'm Balls deep in the slut's mouth," Javi said. He had
slowed his thrusts down some from the earlier face-fuck, taking his
time to explore my throat with his cock. I could feel a bit of pre-cum
leaking out from his dick. It was lubricating my throat and his entry
into my body. As the poppers wore off, I had a clearer realization of
what this scene would look like to an observer. A clean-cut white boy
with a gym body was lying on his back, his head hanging over the edge
of the bed. A latino had his brown cock deep in the white man's
throat, while on the bed, a muscular black ex-con was stroking his
massive cock. The dim grey morning light filtering in through the
shades picked out the last of the dissapating clouds from the trio's
crystal meth hits. And I was that white boy, choking on the latino
cock, tweaked out of my mind, waiting for the black ex-con to take his
turn

"Think he's ready for me? I'm getting bored of stroking here."

"One way to find out. And if he's not, your legs are plenty strong
enough to force it in." I hoped there would also be some poppers to
help. They wouldn't make a huge difference in the strict anatomical
issues of fitting Eli's tool in my tight throat, but they would grease
my mental sk**s. It would be less Eli r****g my throat and a little
more me giving him the deep blow job he deserved. "He's all yours,
man," Javi said as he pulled his cock out of my mouth and left me
gasping for breath.



I lifted my head up a bit to see what was happening. Crystal-dazed, it
took Eli a moment to realize it was his turn. He leaned up in the
bed and grabbed a towel to wipe off his hands. He took the glass pipe off
the bedtable, examined it closely, and then frowned. "Needs more," he
said, and grabbed one of the bags of tina. He carefully stuck the
stem of the pipe into the bag, scooped up some of the crystals and
tapped them into the bowl of the pipe. He repeated these actions
several times, finally filling the bowl of the pipe with the tina.

Eventually he was happy, and put the bag back on the bed table. Eli
swung his legs over the side of the bed, stood up, and grabbed the
torch. I watched as he melted the crystals. I wondered what he was
thinking. Javi was dividing his attention between Eli and the TV
screen. On screen, I knew that the scene had shifted, and the bottom
was now getting fucked by one of the tops. Javi was clearly getting
inspired by the porn, and got on the bed, kneeling down between my
legs. He spread them wide, exposing my hole to the cool air.

"Want a hit?" Eli asked Javi, indicating the crystal-filled pipe.

Javi nodded, and Eli handed him the pipe and torch. Javi did a hit,
and held it as he returned the tools of the trade to Eli. "Fuck," Javi
said, exhaling a thick cloud that fell slowlyto the ground.

"Good shit, isn't it?" Eli said. "Our friend Matt here doesn't skimp."
He was standing in front of me, his cock hanging heavy in front of my
face. I knew it would be just minutes until my mouth was stretched
wide around it. "Your turn, Matt." He bent over me, and stuck the stem
of the pipe in my mouth. "Suck on this glass cock, and then I'll feed
you a real cock," he said, as he held the torch under the pipe. "And
none of those pussy hits you've been doing."

I sucked on the pipe. Eli had loaded the pipe up well, and it was easy
to fill my lungs with the cloud. After draining the bowl a few times,
I nodded, but he just smiled and said, "Three more, Matt. And then
hold it for me." I did as I was told, inhaling deeply from the pipe
three more times, before mercifully, Eli pulled it away from me. My
lungs were full. "My turn," he said. He turned around, facing the TV,
letting me get a good view of his butt. It was just as muscular as the
rest of him, a perfect sculpture carved out of dark ebony. "Blow it up
my hole, Matt," he said. I lowered my head, pressing my face into his
crack. He assisted by taking a short step back, which pushed his ass
right into my face.

His butt was just as muscular as it looked, and I had to grab it with
my hands to separate the meaty cheeks. Nestled between the cheeks,
surrounded by a spray of hair, was his hole. I started to lick around
his hole, tasting the last bit of soap from his shower and some
sweat. "Fuck yeah," Eli said, as my tongue flicked across his hole. He
lit up the torch. "This is the life. Getting my ass kissed by a white gym
rat and partying with my bro, Javi."

Javier laughed, and I felt him spread my legs further apart, exposing
my vulnerable hole to him. "Feel free to blow it up there, Matt," Eli
said, as he flicked the torch and started to suck on the pipe. I
exhaled, trying to get the smoke into Eli's hole.

I did an only adequate job of blowing it up Eli's hole, but as the
last of the cloud escaped my lungs, Javier grunted in
approval. "Finally, Matt. You did a real man's hit." It didn't take
long for that fresh hit of crystal to hit me. It made me feel good. It
felt right to be on my back in my own bed, my face deep in Eli's ass
and my tongue probing and penetrating his ass. He was forcing his ass
against me, getting my tongue even deeper in his hole. I didn't care
what this looked like any more. All I wanted was to make him feel
good, feel like a man, and if that required me licking his butt, I was
more than happy to do it.

I could only imagine what his life in prison was like. These pleasures
seemed like a small reward for the time he had spent behind bars. It
wasn't even a reward, strictly speaking. I knew in my heart that these
things: d**gs, sex, my submission, were things Eli deserved. He
deserved for me to be licking his ass, for m