Truth Or Dare Turns Into Gay Sex 3

"Yo da bomb...." Sticky muttered, easing Fredro fully onto his back. Fredro moaned as his stocky friend eased back his skins, moving into a better position to suck him.

Fredro watched in silence, his mind now far past the point of protest or reason. All thought of the game, or the embarrisement, or anything slipped from his mind as the pleasure of Stickys touch roamed his athletic body. He found himself muttering words he couldnt remember, as Sticky squeezed his skins upward again, drawing a drop of precum. Stickys strong hand slipped between his thighs, cupping his balls, squeezing and working them, as his head moved downward.

Fredro cussed, his light skinned face twisting a little. Stickys hot, wet mouth moved down over his thick head, taking him in, slowly, drawing the act out. The shorter black reached down, his hands seeking Stickys shoulders and head, the source of his pleasure. Fredros hands pulled back Stickys beanie, caressing his smooth, bald head as Stickys tongue caressed his sexual head.

Stickys mouth moved down, swallowing in deep mouthfuls Fredros stiff organ. The light skinned black groaned, almost in pain from his sudden pleasure. Everything below the waist burned with warm, wet pleasure, Stickys mouth, his hand stroking his cock, his hand rubbing his balls. His mind was lost in the reality and fantasy of Stickys act. The stocky black sucked more aggressively on his member, moving back to his head and down again, in a noisey, tight suck.

"Im gonna nut bruddah," Fredro moaned. His hand was locked on Stickys stocky shoulder, his other still smoothing over his bald dome. Fredro muttered more urgently as Stickys mouth punished him sexually, stronger, more firm. The strong slurping fulled the air as Sticky moved up and down Fredros rigid flesh.

"Yo Sticky! Ease up! Ah damn, bro! Im gonna nut!"

Fredros face twisted, his hips squirming under Sticky as his peak rose sharply within him. A sudden, wet release fulled his body with warmth, releasing tension, the anger, a thick rope of white sperm. Stickys mouth opened, swallowing cock and semen as it squirted in rhymic streams of manhood. Fredros hands were locked onto his stocky friend as he came, his mouth moaning, muttering in the pleasure of release. He slowed, Stickys tongue still caressing his loosening member, taking cum.

Fredro lay naked, panting heavily, staring at the ceiling as he came to terms with what had happened. What was going through his mind. How he had ended up naked under his close friend. How he had fulled his mouth with his cum. The weight of Stickys hot body against his drew his eyes to his friends.

"Did yo like gettin' sucked by me an' nuttin' in my mouth?"

"Yeah." The shame of admitting wasnt there. Fredro felt the answer come very easily.

Fredro felt Sticky all over him suddenly, for some reason, right then. He was aware of Stickys hand on his chest, easing down onto the side of his sweaty body. Aware that Sticky hadnt moved off him, of his eyes looking him over slowly. Fredro left the silence of the moment alone, putting his hand on Stickys slick shoulder, feeling his breathing, aware of his own, and his second erection.

"Dare?" Fredro asked after a moment longer. Sticky looked up slightly, matching the shorter youths gaze. He nodded.

"Drop yo pants?"

Sticky eased himself up, Fredro watching the stocky black closely as he rose over him. Fredro found his hands moving quickly to help his friend with his belt. The baggy jeans slipped away, Stickys eight inch penis bowing forward under its heavy weight as he ditched his jeans. Fredro shifted as Sticky eased him up the bed, lying with him finally, taking him in his stocky arms.

"Dont say shit," Sticky whispered. Fredro slipped his hands onto Stickys strong back. Shaking with his closeness, of his huge member pressed against him, and his weight on his. "Yo dont gotta dare me nuthin'. Ima do what ever yo want me to, nigga."

Fredros mind begged to ask Sticky, dare him, thinking somehow he wouldnt. The thought must have crossed Stickys, or betrayed by Fredros athletic form, or face. A moment later Stickys mouth eased onto his, his hand stroking back over his bald dome. Fredro gripped him tight, as if not wanting the reality of what was happening to escape him. Finally, it was gonna happen. Finally, with the one person he only dreamed would do it.

Fredro went with the kisses, as Sticky claimed his thick lips. He felt his stocky friends tongue ease between his lips, opening up a whole new sensation and pleasure. Fredro opened his mouth wider, Stickys mouth moving further in on his. He groaned, feeling Stickys huge member burn against his own as the stocky youth moved on him.

Fredro surrendered himself totally to Sticky. Mouth, mind, body and soul. Somewhere the movements became something more, sweaty bodies moving against each other. What had started as a powerful blowjob had moved from sex to love. Fredros hands roamed all over Stickys firm body, onto his ass, back up to his smooth head. Stickys mouth moved onto his neck, the wet pleasure moving as unfelt sensations washed over Fredros athletic body.

"Take me nigga.....do it, man."

Sticky gazed up from kissing Fredros athletic chest. "Yo sure?"

"Yeah, Im sure." Fredro panted heavily, stroking Stickys stocky shoulders. "I want yo too."

Sticky nodded slightly, muttering, kissing softly again at Fredros nipple. His hand was there again, where it had been when he had sucked him off. Stickys strong hand rubbed up over Fredros hairy balls, stroking downward firmly. A finger slipped again into the smooth crack of his ass. The sensation felt familiar, except this time there was no wet pleasure burning in his cock, blinding the feelings. Stickys fingers stroked and rubbed over that soft spot, moist with sweat.

Fredro moved up a little. Sticky gazed into his eyes again. His sweaty body was between his widestread legs. Fredros eyes dropped, over sweaty, stocky muscle. Down to that hard organ, still stiff, glistening with moisture. The shorter black reached out slowly, grasping that burning brand, slipping his hand down its length. Sticky let out a moan, shuddered. Fredro felt his hand move an eternity of thick heat, before he felt the scratch of Stickys pubic hair.

Fredro slowly stroked Stickys length, feeling the wet under his palm, smearing the youths juices about his broad head. Stickys foreskin stayed back, tight, exposing his weeping eye, his arrousal and Fredros touch making his dick drool. Fredro felt Stickys fingers push, easing against his sweaty hole. He gasped as Sticky moved forward, taking his lips in a kiss again. His body responded to the small penetration as Stickys mouth took his again.

Fredros hand delivered back the pleasure that his body felt, through his slow moving hand that soon slurped Sticky length. His other hand roamed hot, stocky flesh, over that slicked head. Stickys hot lips took his again, still tasting and smelling of the alchole they had both been drinking. Fredro felt his need and arrousal peaking as Stickys finger probed deeper, suddenly sparking a blinding wave of pleasure through his body.

The stocky black felt Fredros responce, easing back, watching his gasping expression. Fredro was moaning, his athletic body writhing as that finger rubbed firmly against his spot. Stickys hand rode gently up his body, drawing further pleasure, as his finger drew a higher threshold deep in his friends ass.

Fredro panted. His hand moved quickly, mindlessly on Stickys big member. Their eyes connected, deeply, as they drew heavy pleasure on each others bodies. Fredros own eyes were wide, almost disbelieving as his virginal senses were blinded by unfelt pleasures. Sticky looked back, his gaze calm, stocky shoulders still heaving.

"Fuck!"

A glimpse of confusion past Fredros straining face, a brief taste of salt past his lips, wet, almost overbaring. The realisation past over him as another splash of hot cum trailed up his muscular form, catching him again in the face. Fredro stopped jacking Sticky, taken aback. It began to run in quick drips down his body, from the stream streaked up his light skinned body. Throbs of thick white added to the stream in lessening blows.

"Fuck," Sticky panted heavily. He gently wrapped his hand around Fredros, easing it of his drooping cock. "Yo, Im sorry, nigga."

"Its cool," Fredro grinned, a glob of cum glistening on his high cheekbone. "Ive fantasized about how much yo really cum too..."

"Stop fantasizin'...."

Fredro wrapped his arms around Stickys strong body, feeling the blacks finger still deep in his ass. The stocky youth gently kissed the cum off Fredros face. Fredro took his chance, turning his head slightly, brushing his lips against Stickys. The bigger youth eased his finger out of Fredros hot center, smearing his ample stream of cum between them as he embraced Fredro, taking his lips again.

The two kissed deeply again, lips meshing as each of them consumed the others. Fredro found his hands rubbing, gripping, his body responding under Stickys with a powerful need. He felt the strength in Stickys thick body, in his lips, personified in the huge cock that was again throbbing against his stomach. So large, so capible, from the evidence smeared between their bodies, surrounding them with the stench of sex.

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written by wildstyle