THE DISTRICT-36 Circumstance
Written by: Eugene Marvin (aka) NPhillydogg@aol.com
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WEST PHILLY
17 yr old Jerome Taylor Jr. lay in bed in his new dorm room at The Honor Roll School for boys. It was his first night alone in the place, and he was eager to start the day as a new student. It was 5:02am when he found himself being violently awakened by his roommate [Titus West].
"Wake up mother fucker!" whispered Titus harshly, dragging Junior from his bed out of his sleep.
Junior hit the floor, awaking in a daze as he tried to remember where he was...? Titus [6'2, 190 lbs] twisted Junior around until he was sitting on his ass, then roughly lifted his head until he was staring UP at him. "Open yur fuckin' MOUTH...!" he ordered, pulling his fat dick from his boxer shorts. Junior barely had time to realize what was happening when his mouth was suddenly stuffed with fat dick! "SUCK IT, bitch!" growled the bear over him, holding his head in his crotch.
Junior tried pushing the guy off of him and out of his mouth, but the guy was bigger and stronger than him, as he gripped two hefty handfuls of Junior's head and started to grind his pubic bone against his face. Instinctively Junior reached up and cupped the guy's heavy ball sac, twisting his fingers about the base of the sac just under the groin, then TWISTED them painfully, causing the man to scream out loud as he fell to his knees.
Now staring eye level, Junior upped the ante and squeezed harder, bringing tears to the boy's eyes before falling over weakly on the floor. Even then Junior continued to twist his balls, trying to yank them off his body as the boy withered on the floor in severe pain.
"What's going ON in here...?!??" asked one of the staffing monitors, rushing into the room to find Junior assaulting his roommate. "Let GO of him...!" ordered the staffer, grabbing Junior's hands as he tried to pry his fingers from around the mushed ball sac. "LET GO!"
Junior finally let go [only after his roommate passed out], and was dragged off to the Detention Center for punishment while medical was called for Titus.
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SOUTH PHILLY
At the brownstone home of Maleece Cortez and his lover Jake Valentine, Maleece got out of bed to use the john, leaving his boyfriend asleep in bed as he wandered into the bathroom and started pissing. Shortly after he heard the guest room door open, and figured it was probably their house guest [Malik] coming to drain the snake as well? He was still pissing [his limp dick in hand] when Tyrone Rollins rounded the corner...
"WHOA? HEY...!" shocked Maleece [missing the toilet and pissing the floor], causing Tyrone to jump startled as well.
"Yo...what the FUCK, man...? You scared the shit outta me...!" said Tyrone, clutching his rippled stomach.
"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU...?!?" asked Maleece, aiming his pee stream back into the toilet.
"Oh..., it's ME man..., Tyrone...! Marvin's brother...? We met that The Precinct when I went in to bail out my brother...?" said Ty, holding out his hand to shake.
Maleece motioned towards his dick, letting Ty know now wasn't a good time for introductions. "Oh, my bad..." said Ty, stepping back out into the hall. Maleece finished pissing, then cleaned his spill up off the floor with ammonia and a wet rag.
"Okay..." he said, washing his hands at the sink. "...you ARE...?"
"I'm Tyrone..." said Ty, stepping up to the toilet before yanking his own dick out of his boxer briefs. "...Malik's FRIEND!"
"OH, okay..." said Maleece, stealing a peek at Ty's dick as he started relieving himself. "...you look different without clothes...! So you're Marvin's brother...?" he asked [playing detective], getting an affirmative nod from Tyrone. "And NOW you're dating his ex...? How Marvin feel about that...?"
"Dunno..." said Tyrone, flushing the toilet. "...ain't ask `em...!"
"Look..." said Maleece, stopping Tyrone as he headed for the door. "...Malik's not just my partner, he's my friend..." said the detective, face to face. "...I don't want to see him hurt...!"
"And I do...?" asked Ty. "Look hommie..., I understand yuv known Malik a lot longer than me, and I know he's staying here in yur place til he finds a place of his own..., but I GOT this...! Malik's MY nigga now! You don't have to worry about his private life no more!"
"I hope not..." said Maleece, respecting Tyrone's stand. "...cause your BROTHER'S put him through a lot...!"
"I know..." agreed Tyrone. "...and I'll be apologizing for his ass forever!"
The 2 men shook hands, coming to an agreement as they turned and went their separate ways.
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Tyrone walked back into the guest room where Malik stayed as Maleece's & Jake's temporary guest. Climbing into bed, he rolled over halfway on top of Malik and began kissing his back and neck. "I just ran into yur partner..." he said between smooches, before slipping off his briefs and pulling up the covers.
"Really...?" asked Malik, rolling onto his back. "What he say when he saw you...?"
"He...was a lil' shocked at first..." said Tyrone, snuggling into place. "...honestly, I THINK he thought I was here to ROB the place or somethin'...!" he chuckled. "He pissed all over the floor!"
"Really...?" laughed Malik.
"But then I introduced myself as Marvin's brother, and he seemed to relax a lil'. But just as I was about to leave, he stopped me in the doorway and WARNED me about not hurtin' you...! So I HAVE to ask..., wussup with you and homboi...?"
"What do you mean...?" asked Malik, sitting up in bed.
"Well..., he's got his own boyfriend sleepin' beside him in HIS bed, rite...?"
"Right."
"So WHY'S he so concerned about what's happenin' back here with US...? Yall been kickin' it too...?" inquired Ty.
"Maleece and I are VERY close..." answered Malik.
"I know..." said Tyone, "...but that was'n no BIG BROTHER luv I just witnessed...!" said Tyrone, feeling slightly threatened by Maleece's demeanor. "Hommie came AT me like somebody who got FEELINGS for you n'shit...! Have yall messed around before...?"
Malik hesitated...
"There was in-sinuating circumstances..." admitted Malik, opting to tell Tyrone how he and Maleece were kidnapped while working undercover at Piedmont Penitentiary and taken to a Prison Plantation where they were prepped for rape by the guardsmen running the camp [see: The HOLE]. He explained how having such a distinctive background together drew them closer [an experience they never really could confide in others], giving them special insight into each other's lives.
"WOW..." responded Tyrone, having heard the whole story. "...is it WRONG that my dick got hard while listenin' to that story...?" he asked, motioning towards the tent growing in his midsection...
"YES...I would say so...!" laughed Malik, intrigued by what lay underneath.
"Maybe you could help me get rid of it, BEFORE he causes me anymore embarrassment...?" asked Tyrone, leaning over to kiss good morning.
"Oh yeah...?" asked Malik, backing away as if he didn't want to kiss. "And HOW can I help...?"
"I'm TOLD you mite have someplace I can slip it into...? Someplace hot, tite, and wet...?" suggested Ty, leaning over top Malik as he got onto his back.
"My ear...?" asked Malik, naively.
"No..." chuckled Tyrone.
"My nostril...?" asked Malik.
"Lower!"
"My mouth...?"
"Hmmm..." through Tyrone, maneuvering himself between Malik's spreading legs. "...tempting..." he admitted. "...but LOWER...!"
"Oh..." said Malik, reaching down under the covers to aim Tyrone's dick up against his asshole. "...you mean HERE...?" he asked, rubbing the dickhead up and down his sticky ass crack.
"Yeah..., that's the spot...!" said Tyrone, pushing inward.
Malik closed his eyes as the dickhead pierced his anal ring, allowing the shaft to sink inside...
"uhhh..." he moaned, as Tyrone rested inside him. Before Malik could open his eyes, Tyrone was lying on top of him, kissing.
Hooking his arms around the backs of Malik's knees, he held his legs up and open, leaving his ass vulnerable for fucking. He started thrusting in and out, lying flat against Malik's belly, his tongue swarming about in Malik's open mouth.
Malik ran his hands curiously along Tyrone's waist and thrusting hips, suckling his tongue as he twisted his head from one side to the other. Tyrone ended up coming home with Malik last night, after begging to see him again after work. Malik gave into Tyrone's persistence, telling him he only had a ROOM in Maleece's brownstone until he found his own place. Tyrone promised to keep quiet if he took him back home, not wanting to take Malik back to his place [which he shared with one of his best friends and gang member: Jahleem]. Malik snuck Tyrone in after Maleece and Jake went to bed. They made love that night [twice], with Tyrone shooting both loads into Malik's willing ass.
His dick was now thrusting through Malik's cum filled rectum, getting coated in his own seminal juices as the sperm acted as the perfect lubricant, foaming about the base of his dick.
Malik loved the way Tyrone's dick felt sliding in and out of his ass, so tender and majestic [like a hot oil massage]. He could feel the dick moving back and forth through him, massaging his innards and outer ring with a steady methodic stroke, a far and different cry from his brother's `rough pounding all the time' method.
Tyrone loved the way Malik's anus gripped and massaged his dick as he fucked. He started off with deep slow thrusts, enjoying the elastic feel of Malik's anal ring and rectum, but as he began to get deeply enthralled with the powers Malik's suctioning anus had to offer, he started to quicken his pace, using the power behind his legs to thrust deeper and harder.
Malik gasped and groaned behind the deep rhythmic probes, running his hands up Tyrone's back as they continued to kiss and swap spit. It wasn't until 10 minutes into the sex session that Tyrone broke the kiss, lifting up onto his knees as he gripped the backs of Malik's legs and pressed them down flat against his chest, doubling the officer in half so the soles of his feet faced the ceiling above. Malik watched as sexy Tyrone got into position, then started to fuck his ass with more powerful strokes, taking control over the situation.
Malik maneuvered one hand down to his dick and started stroking, using the other hand to rub over Tyrone's stilted arms and bare chest.
Tyrone alternated staring deeply into Malik's eyes, and looking down between their crashing bodies to watch his dick disappear up the cop's ass, slamming his pelvic bone into Malik's vulnerable bottom with each inward stroke.
The bed started to rock and sway as their combined weights sent it moving to and fro. Malik's groans heightened as Tyrone's thrusts quickened, both eternally linked as Tyrone stabbed his dick through Malik's milking gut over and over again.
"Shit baby..., is THIS what you'd been givin' my brother all this time...?" asked Tyrone, feeling envious of his brother's opportunity.
"Shhh..." said Malik, running his free hand over Ty's muscled shoulders and over his straining neck. "...don't bring his name into our bed..., let's just enjoy each other...!" he suggested, still stroking along.
Tyrone smiled, happy that Malik wasn't dwelling on the past. Pulling his dick free, he quickly flipped Malik over onto his hands and knees, then re-entered him.
"UHHHH...!" grunted Malik as Tyrone speared him 8 and 1/2 inches deep. He reached down and resumed stroking his erection as Tyrone grabbed his waist and resumed fucking.
"DAMN this pussy's good...!" said Tyrone, pumping straight through Malik's rectum.
He watched his dick sliding through Malik's parted cheeks, ramming his pelvis into his ass after every inward thrust. Reaching down he gripped the compact ass cheeks, grabbing two big hefty handfuls before pulling them apart as far as they would go while thrusting back and forth in-between. Malik could feel Tyrone getting all DEEP inside his gut as he fucked, picking up the pace and adding extra depth. He stroked his own erection harder as he surrendered his ass. There was nothing like getting fucked from a guy who knew how to use his dick. After nearly a year of living with Fontella [sleeping with, eating with, waking up next to, etc], he was READY for something different, something more familiar as he spread his knees and gave Tyrone all the target depth he needed.
Tyrone fucked Malik for another 15 minutes in that position. Maleece knocked on the door with his fist...
"Breakfast downstairs in 20 minutes...!" he yelled, as he and Jake made their way downstairs into the kitchen.
Tyrone pushed Malik face down onto the bed, then climbed on top of him and started pounding him harder. Malik instinctively spread his legs, arching his back to elevate his ass as Tyrone continued to fuck straight through it, kissing Malik about the back, neck, and shoulders.
Malik could FEEL the passion boiling out of Tyrone as he began to drown in a sea of it. Tyrone reached up and grabbed Malik about the forehead, turning his head towards his so he could steal a sideways kiss. Malik grunted erotically as Tyrone continued to stab into him, kissing his face and sticking his tongue in-between his lips. Malik suckled the tongue sideways as he continued to milk his own dick underneath. Tyrone held him face down for all of 5 minutes before flipping him back over onto his back. Malik automatically lifted his legs [exposing his hole for further fucking] as Tyrone shoved back in. This time there was no gentle prodding, this time it was all out warfare as Tyrone started to hammer Malik's vulnerable hole with all his might.
"Oh yeah..." moaned Malik, stroking his dick wilder as his hand sped up and down his rock solid shaft. Tyrone placed one of Malik's legs over his right shoulder, and left the other dangling freely [as Malik kept it bent up out of the way against the mattress], allowing him a different deeper angle as he fucked hard and stabbed deep. "...oh yeah..." gasped Malik as his body started to react. Throwing back his head, he stroked his dick like a madman as the first volley of creamy white cum erupted from the flaring head, cascading through the air to land against his heaving chest.
"AARRRRWWWWWWW YYEEEAAAAHHHHH...!!!" cried Malik, shooting 4 to 5 streaks in succession, all landing in various spots along his chest and stomach before coming to a stop.
Tyrone continued to fuck, pounding Malik's convulsing hole as it throbbed and squeezed on his plunging manhood like a gripping slick vice. He only lasted a few dozen strokes longer before he plunged IN balls deep and came...
"AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRHHHHHHGGG YEAH..., FUCK YEAH!!" he yelled, nearly losing consciousness as he fell forward atop his lover.
Malik cradled Tyrone in his arms, his legs wrapped about his waist as Ty's dick remained inside him, draining while they panted for breath...
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THE KITCHEN
10 minutes later [after freshening up] Malik and Tyrone made their way downstairs into the kitchen for the official greeting. Jake was at the stove in his pajama bottoms and bare chest, frying eggs and scrapple with toast coffee and OJ. Maleece was helping [also in PJ bottoms and a wife beater], burning the toast as he scraped off the dark spots with a butter knife. Malik and Tyrone stood in the doorway [Malik in PJ bottoms, Tyrone in his boxer briefs and wife beater]...
"Maleece, Jake..., this is Tyrone Rollins..., my uh..., um..."
"His MAN...!" intervened Tyrone with a smile, shaking both Jake's and Mal's hands.
"Yeah...we met..." said Maleece, shaking hands anyway. "...this morning...in the john..."
"Well come on in..." said Jake, scraping a huge pile of scrambled eggs onto four plates. "...I know you must be HUNGRY after all that racket you made upstairs...!" he joked.
"Yall could HEAR us...?!" asked Tyrone, mortified.
"No, not at all...!" laughed Jake, passing Tyrone his plate.
Tyrone smiled politely, as he started to head back towards Malik [relieved]...
"Unless you count `oh yeah...oh yeah...aarrrrhhhh yyyeeeaaahhhhh...!'" laughed Maleece, causing Tyrone to drop his head with embarrassment, much to the delight of the room.
"Don't let them GOAT you, Ty..." said Malik, pulling his arms around his waist protectively. "...I've heard FAR WORSE coming from behind THEIR door in the morning...!"
"THAT'S a lie..." stated Maleece, "...Jake and I usually fuck in public!"
"MALEECE...!" called Jake, turning crimson red with embarrassment.
"Relax babe...they think I'm joking!" smiled Maleece, devilishly
Tyrone stood in front of Malik [as Malik sat on a kitchen stool, facing him], holding his plate in his hand as he leaned forward to kiss...
"I like yur friends..." he said, giving Malik a peck on the lips.
"Hold the presses...!" joked Malik, holding onto Maleece's waist. "A drug dealer liking COPS..., will the wonders never cease...?"
"They seem like cool peeps..." said Ty, giving Malik another peck. "...so long as they ain't arrestin' me...!"
"Hey..." said Malik, breaking back to stare up into Tyrone's eyes... "...don't DO anything to GET arrested...!" he informed, pointing his finger into Ty's chest. "Remember your promise...!"
"I know, I know..." chuckled Ty. "...I'll FIND a legit job!"
"Okay..." said Malik, relaxing again. "...cause if you don't..., you won't be waking up to anymore of these CAKES in bed...!"
"What YOU TWO over here whispering about...?" asked Maleece, bringing Malik his plate.
"Just...BOYFRIEND stuff..." said Malik, garnering a genuine smile from Tyrone, as everyone found a seat and started eating...
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THE HONOR ROLL
17 yr old Jerome Jr. sat in the director's office, waiting for him to decide whether or not to expel him from school? 35 yr old Ian Thomas heard Junior's story, and took a walk down to the school's infirmary to speak with Titus West to get both sides of the story. Junior knew chances were they would believe the older student over someone who had just been enrolled. Junior figured he fucked up another opportunity, disappointing his parents, Mr. Espisedo, and [most of all] Todd.
He was ready to get up and walk out, when Mr Thomas suddenly came back...
"So, Mr. Taylor..., I've heard YOUR account and I've spoken to Mr. West in the infirmary, and..."
"And HOW SOON do you want me out...?" asked Junior, expecting expulsion.
Thomas took his seat behind his desk...
"What makes you think you're getting expelled...?" he asked, curiously.
Junior looked annoyed...
"You SAID you spoke to Titus, right...?"
"Yes..." answered Thomas, "...he told me HIS version of what happened..."
"And I KNOW that nigga said I attacked HIM unprovoked, right...?" asked Junior.
"Something like that, yes..." answered Thomas, folding his hands on his desk.
Junior stood up...
"I'll have my stuff packed in a couple minutes...!" he said, heading for the door.
"Mr. Taylor, you weren't excused yet...!" said Thomas, giving Junior moment to pause. Not wanting to curse out the director [he'd been nice so far], Junior retook his seat and waited. "Yes, I spoke to Titus West..., and yes he said you attacked him..." continued Thomas, leaving where he'd left off. "...but there are always two sides to a story, and I don't particularly BUY Titus' story completely...! For ONE thing, the attack took place on YOUR side of the room..., so if YOU went over to HIS bed to assault him, why was he lying on YOUR side of the room...?"
"So..., I'm NOT expelled...?" asked Junior, trying not to get excited.
"I think the incident deserves a deeper investigation..." said Thomas, thoughtfully. "...but no, you're not expelled!"
Junior smiled..., but then a second later his smiled disappeared into suspicion...
"So WHAT do I have to do to stay...? Suck your dick or something...?" he asked, bluntly.
"No, of course not...!" said Thomas, insulted [sitting back in his chair]. "Where would you GET an idea like that...?!"
Junior regretted asking as soon as he saw Mr. Thomas' horrified reaction, figuring not everyone was as deviant as Kane...?
"From the GANG I used to be in..." admitted Junior. "...they used sex for initiations, to gain position, power, loyalty..."
"You're NOT in a gang anymore...!" reminded the Director. "The people you used to associate with are no longer in your life...! Here at The Honor Roll program, none of that behavior is necessary, nor tolerated! Understood?"
Junior nodded. "And if ANYONE on staff here ever ask you to such a request..., be sure to inform me promptly, and I will handle it immediately...!"
"Okay." answered Junior, coming to realize not everyone in the world was bad.
"You're free to go back to your dorm...!" dismissed Thomas.
Junior stood up to leave, feeling a little disturbed after practically accusing the man of being a pedophile. "I DO have a question that's been nagging me for a moment..." said Thomas, stopping Junior in his tracks. "...if you're used to using SEX with men as a way to gain position and control in your gang..., then WHY did you refuse when Titus tried to have sex with you this morning...? It doesn't make sense...!"
"Like you said..., I'm NOT in a gang anymore..." answered Junior. "...I don't have to suck a nigga's dick if I don't want to...! And Titus didn't even ask..., he just woke me up out of my sleep and shoved it in my mouth...! I ain't going OUT like that!"
"I understand..." said Thomas, excusing Junior.
He got up from behind his desk and stood by the door, watching the young man walk back towards the dorms, and couldn't help absentmindedly reaching down to rub the growing bulge in his pants, wondering if he COULD have gotten his dick sucked...?
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