Law of the Raw The Primal Urge to…Merge
Law of the Raw
The Primal Urge to…Merge
By Phil Blackwood
Salted Caramel: He walked across the gym like a beautiful golden-brown stallion. Broad shoulders, steely hard chest, muscular exposed rib-cage, a sexy, tight abdomen which v-tapered down to a small waist, then flared back out to slightly and shapely yet well-defined legs, small ankles, and large feet. There was something exceptionally seductive about him as he gracefully moved about the gym, going from one apparatus to the next as he pumped up his hard-sexy. 6-foot, and 3-inch frame which weighed around 220 pounds. His face was equally handsome. Short, tight black curly hair, slightly thick eye-brows, hazel eyes moderately long nose, clean-shaven, although late in the day a light shadowy mustache and beard were easily revealed. Oh yes, and I would be remiss if I left out the fact that he had the sweetest, tight, muscular bubble but. At one point he looked so fucking sexy, I was ready to flip his ass over a bench, lift up those baby blue flip-flops he wore on his feet, and drill this sexy b**st right through the floor.
Now to a novice, it might sound like I’m describing a dream hunk alpha top, ahh but in the eyes of a Black Lion Bitchmaker, this guy was prime meat off the rack.
He spoke in a smooth, soft, deep tone with just a touch of femininity as he asked if I could spot him on the bench press.
It was a struggle to maintain my focus as I gazed down on his beautifully chiseled frame, nevertheless, as I placed the bar back on the bench rack, he lifted his head quickly and slid his face right into my not hard, but heavy jewelry.
“Woo, that was interesting,” He chuckled as walked away.
“I was too stunned to speak at this point. I just stood behind the bench as I focused on a calculous equation to keep my dick from revealing my inner thoughts. His booty had a natural, yet definite switch and I growled as I bit down on my bottom lip. Indeed, from that point on, this bitch was definitely on my menu. Let me set this up.
I’m stationed at (*****). At the time I lived in the barracks and for the last few months, I had the room to myself after my last roommate returned stateside.
It didn’t take me long before I became accustomed to having the room to myself. I expanded my territory and decorated it as being my room. Unfortunately, that came to an end when RJ arrived late one Sunday evening. I wasn’t pleased with the loss of my territory, but this was the way of life in a military barracks.
At first sight, I had respect for the man, and because of his height, and muscular physique, I could tell many might have found him intimidating. His hands were large, yet baby smooth as we shook hands. I considered that an amazing feat, when you pump iron.
A pivotal moment arrived for us early one morning after a grueling PT session followed by a 5-mile run. I raced back to the barracks and immediately hit the showers. When I returned to the room, RJ was laid out on his bunk. His head snuggled into the pillow and his arms wrapped tightly around it as well, while his long, hard, yet smooth frame, extended down the bed with one leg and foot d****d down to the floor. His sweat-soaked tee-shirt clung to his body and beneath it, a silky caramel-colored thong that contrasted beautifully with his complexion. I literally stood there for close to five minutes with a hard dick, clenched hands, and teeth. As I turned to walk away, I heard.
“What time is it?”
That said it all. Not only did he know I watched him, but he had obviously presented himself as candy for my horny eyes.
About a week later he asked me where the on-post gym was located. I offered to drive him over, even though it was my designated day off.
We hit the weights hard. RJ gravitated toward more of the weighted machines and other apparatus equipment about the gym. I prefer free weights because it demands a more intense focus when it comes to balance and control. At any rate, he joined me for a few sets of arm curls. The guy was truly impressive and once again there was just something seductively raw about him and once the blood pumped up my muscles, I could see my physique had an effect on him as well. His voice was so soft, so smooth, his eyes drearily sleepy-like. His full-lips were softly accompanied by a pearly white smile.
Over the next few weeks, we became workout buddies and we really seemed to enjoy each other’s company but we both knew there was something else at work between us, an undeniable attraction that can best be described as primal urgent energy under the ‘Law of the Raw’. It seemed the longer we were in each other’s presence, the more the energy of inevitability was unavoidable.
It was that same energy that had us both arrive back at the barracks early after our Christmas vacations. The barracks were damn near empty as was the entire post.
It was early afternoon when we hit the gym. Everything felt different, and the energy was crazy hot between us. This energy seemed to knock us off our game and when he literally slid his face across my cock and balls, as I stated earlier, I knew our relationship had expanded beyond our control.
He suggested we go out later and have a few drinks. I was tired but when I saw his sweet full-lips and that feminine tone of voice he seemed to reserve just for me, I was all in.
The night was young and after that alcohol hit our bloodstreams, it was like a cork had popped off the champagne bottle. We seem to glance openly and longingly at each other. Our breaths were short and our bodies fidgety. I could tell we were both nervous about returning to our room for we knew neither of us could be trusted.
Nevertheless, we arrived back at our room around midnight. I was amazed when I recall that the whole time at the bar, I never even attempted to hit or flirt with any of the beautiful ladies there which was a rarity.
I lay on my bunk, with my muscular arms folded behind my head. the white sheet and green blanket covered my torso, and black silk boxers. I had some music playing and yet I listened as RJ moved about on his side of the room. between the alcohol and the smoke, I had earlier, I was jacked for anything but maintained my composure. There was too much at stake. Despite my desire and aggressive nature, I chose to fall back and let the situation reveal itself. The military barracks is one of the few places you don’t want to be misunderstood. His size and physique were also factored into why I chose to wait.
I could feel myself as I drifted off when I heard.
“Hey Greer, check out these briefs I just bought.”
I opened my eyes and nearly choked on my spit as I saw this sweet Amazon sissy with a pair of tight sea green, fishnet pattern briefs that had a Tarzan-like split on either side of his long muscular legs. A silky, dark green skullcap and long earrings. My cock jumped to attention.
Like a runway model, he paraded that sexy tight bubble butt in front of my bed, then leaned over against a locker, lifted and curled his foot lower leg up behind him as he asked.
“Do you like them?”
“Hmm, like salted caramel in a green wrapper.”
“I’m glad you like it…does he like them as well?” He asked.
“Him,” she pointed right at the imprint of my cock that I tried but obviously failed to hide from him. That’s when the damn broke.
“Well, why don’t you come over here and ask him?” I fired.
“Yes, I don’t mind if I do,” He fired back and never hesitated as he climbed beside me in my bunk, lifted the sheet, and cooed softly as he saw my big black meat.
“Ssss…just like I imagined it.”
“Da…damn, speak your mind baby, whatever you feel, you’re in the right place to be real.” I moaned.
His large smooth hand caressed my iron like pectorals, and once again he cooed before he leaned down and planted soft kisses down the center of my chest.
In one swift motion, he licked up my chest, neck, then slid his hand behind my head, lifted it, and kissed my lips with a deep hungry passion that made my toes curl. His soft smooth lips made me growl to reveal my own hunger. I wrapped my hand around the back of his head and forced his mouth even tighter on mine.
I was super-hot, but RJ was a towering inferno as his hand ran all about my hard frame, but when he slid his hand along my cock, he let out a moan so deep, his entire body shook as he fired his seed all over my legs, and sheets.
“Oh shit, god I’m so sorry, I’m…I’m just so fucking hot, especially for you.”
Just the sound and the energy behind that statement made my cock twitch like crazy.
His well-manicured, soft hands and slightly pointed fingernails lightly tapped about the length of my steel hard, vascular cock while he pulled back the foreskin, and suckled his lips upon the crown.
My eyes closed, and my toes curled, as this long tall faggot, quickly climbed up the list of the best blow-jobs ever in my life. When I opened my eyes and looked down on him, he withdrew my cock from his mouth, licked his lips as he gazed up at me. His lips quivered as he stated.
“I love your body Pa and this big black dick, please…may I worship you?”
“Shit, you’re doing a damn good job already,” is what I thought, however, I replied. “Do what you do pretty faggot.”
“God yes,’ he cooed and proceeded to do just that. He licked, kissed, and sucked me from head to toe, then snatched my cock with a bold urgency and sucked it with a fever. I tried to taper my response, but I was just too hot. I blew my first load down his throat and he moaned with each shot. Apparently, it was too much for him and some of my brew dripped down on my abdomen, but this cock-hungry bitch licked it up as he whispered softly.
“Tastes so sweet.”
“That’s enough of that pussy, I wanna taste that ass. Roll your big ass over.” I ordered.
“God yes,’ He moaned. As he complied and displayed his hot tight booty. I licked and kissed his back while my hands roamed freely about his well-defined physique.
I slid his panties just below his ass, and the elastic band only enhanced how big, thick and muscular it was. I attacked his tight, well-round booty with a fierce passion, and when I wrapped my arms, under and around his legs and lifted his ass off the bed, my tongue fucked his hot, tight sphincter and he moaned like a true bitch.
“Oh, damn Pa…eat that shit out…eat that…ssss…oooh Pa, you’re making me sooooo…hot!” He cried, and bit down into the pillow, then suggested. “You want me to take my panties off?”
“Fuck that, keep them on, I love the way they look on your sexy ass,” I replied.
I slapped his ass and quickly regretted it. The sound of the fleshly impact was just too loud, and anyone nearby would surely know what was happening in our room. Instead, I settled for firm, gentle bites upon his fat juicy derriere.
“Fuck me Pa…put all that big black dick in my hole. Take that shit like you own it.” He moaned.
“Hold up,’ I announced as I climbed out the bed, snatched some Vaseline from my locker, climbed behind him, and lubed him up as I finger fucked him. He was incredibly tight but willing as he arched his back high and offered himself to me. As I inserted a second finger inside his tight ring, his body shook as he raised his legs behind him and cried in a very high-pitched feminine voice.
“Oh god, Pa…you’re gonna make me cum again.”
His body shook violently just as I rose up, clutched my Nubian spear, and pierced his hungry sphincter.
RJ must’ve had a powerful desire to be fucked, and an equally high threshold for pain, as his hole stretched until I popped my hard flesh spear tip inside him.
Our bodies moved in unison, as we fucked, and as if we’d done so for years. I wanted to drill this bitch through the bed, unfortunately, the old springs and metal frame squeaked loudly and prevented me from going into full-b**st mode.
“Oh, Pa it hurts…so good. I love your cock inside me. I wish you could live there.” He cooed as his body totally surrendered to my dominant aggression.
Our bodies glistened in the pale moonlit room with the music just loud enough to cover the sound of hot heated excitation.
“Pa…I’m cumin again for you…oooooo!” He cried and he curled his legs back and behind his body and locked around my legs, as he convulsed beneath me. He clutched the pillow and literally sobbed as his hot tight ass, clenched about my cock.
I wanted to roar, as my cock gushed and filled his hungry hole but once again, I knew better so I simply wrapped my muscular arms around and beneath his shoulders and bit his neck.
He sucked his thumb as he glanced back at me and suggested. “You ready to go to sleep or do you think you can hang a little longer?”
“I considered that a direct challenge, however, I also knew my nature, so I quickly answered.
“I measure my drive by the energy of the person I’m with. It sounds like you want some more of this dick, don’t you hoe?” I asked with my steel hard dick in my hand.
“Fuck yeah Pa,” he whined, then suggested.
“You want me to ride you?”
“Sounds like a plan, yeah get on that cock bitch.
“It amazed me that this tall, long-legged, well-built, handsome stallion was such a total and complete bottom. I could tell that if he ever had sex with a woman, it was awkward at best and pathetic at worse.
RJ bounced up and down on my ebony tower with relentless zeal.
The sight of the beautifully pronounced dimples in his ass, made me growl like a b**st.
“Pa please make me your bitch, I want you to own me, please Pa…please.”
“Why you even got to ask, I took ownership of you bitch the second I came down your throat.
“Oh Pa, it feels so good!” He cried, leaned down, and kissed me with a fiery urgency.
“Come on Pa…I want you to fuck me like this.”
He firmly took my hand and led me over to the locker, leaned his torso against it while he poked his ass out to me.
I couldn’t get over his pronounced, narrow waistline and the deep dimples in his ass. It made me crazy hot.
Hungrily, I dropped to my knees and slobbered all over his hot ass-pussy. I jumped to my feet, snatched both his hands, and pinned them behind him as I drove my cock inside balls deep.
I gripped his shoulders and fucked him with frantic energy.
“That’s right fuck-puppet, you belong to me now.” I snarled as he lowered himself closer and I bit down into his shoulder.
“Slay my pussy Pa!” He cried loudly.
“I could tell the bitch had become hysterical, so I wrapped my hand over his mouth as I fucked him down to the floor.
I fucked him across the floor and over to his bed. He attempted to climb up but with each attempt he made I slammed him until he collapsed.
We were lost in ecstasy at this point. I summoned all my strength as I continued to pound him, then finally allowed him to climbed into the bed.
“OOOOGOD, SHIT, BREED ME PA…BREED ME LIKE A BITCH!”
I slapped his face as I barked.
“Keep your voice down crazy slut, before you get us busted.
“Please Pa, breed me on my back like a wild faggot hoe.”
Once again, I easily manhandled him, flipped him on his back, raised his legs over my shoulders, and drove my Nubian spear back inside him, in my favorite fuck position. Once again, the circumstances worked against us as his bed squeaked and gave us away. Finally, I snatched the blanket off his bed, laid it on the floor, then ordered him down on his back. I took his ankles in my hands, lifted his long muscular legs up, and drilled back down into him. We kissed like man and wife as I fracked that sweet ass pussy with all my muscular might.
“Oooh Pa…your cock’s so stiff, I can feel it, ooo cum inside me…pleasssse…don’t…don’t take it out!”
“Goddamnit bitch, you just can’t shut the fuck up, can you…alright, I know what I need to muzzle your fem-boy ass up.” I growled, as I snatched a portion of the blanket and shoved it inside his mouth and then proceeded to put him to the dick and destroy him.
It was surreal for me that he could tuck those long legs back enough for me so deep inside him. I lifted, kissed, sucked, and licked his vascular feet and toes, I guess that did the trick.
“AHHHHFUCK!” I growled loudly as I felt my jizz shoot up the length of my man-gun, but I could no longer control myself.
I snatched the blanket from his mouth and his mouth slammed into mine and we kissed with a desperate passion. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders and his legs around and just above my ass, as our bodies shook and while he coated my stomach and mind inside his ass-pussy.
We spent the rest of the night in each other’s arms. We kissed, fucked, and otherwise made love every chance we got. From that moment forward we both knew, this was the beginning of a very hot, and unforgettable relationship.
Such is the nature of the ‘Law of the Raw’
The End
The Primal Urge to…Merge
By Phil Blackwood
Salted Caramel: He walked across the gym like a beautiful golden-brown stallion. Broad shoulders, steely hard chest, muscular exposed rib-cage, a sexy, tight abdomen which v-tapered down to a small waist, then flared back out to slightly and shapely yet well-defined legs, small ankles, and large feet. There was something exceptionally seductive about him as he gracefully moved about the gym, going from one apparatus to the next as he pumped up his hard-sexy. 6-foot, and 3-inch frame which weighed around 220 pounds. His face was equally handsome. Short, tight black curly hair, slightly thick eye-brows, hazel eyes moderately long nose, clean-shaven, although late in the day a light shadowy mustache and beard were easily revealed. Oh yes, and I would be remiss if I left out the fact that he had the sweetest, tight, muscular bubble but. At one point he looked so fucking sexy, I was ready to flip his ass over a bench, lift up those baby blue flip-flops he wore on his feet, and drill this sexy b**st right through the floor.
Now to a novice, it might sound like I’m describing a dream hunk alpha top, ahh but in the eyes of a Black Lion Bitchmaker, this guy was prime meat off the rack.
He spoke in a smooth, soft, deep tone with just a touch of femininity as he asked if I could spot him on the bench press.
It was a struggle to maintain my focus as I gazed down on his beautifully chiseled frame, nevertheless, as I placed the bar back on the bench rack, he lifted his head quickly and slid his face right into my not hard, but heavy jewelry.
“Woo, that was interesting,” He chuckled as walked away.
“I was too stunned to speak at this point. I just stood behind the bench as I focused on a calculous equation to keep my dick from revealing my inner thoughts. His booty had a natural, yet definite switch and I growled as I bit down on my bottom lip. Indeed, from that point on, this bitch was definitely on my menu. Let me set this up.
I’m stationed at (*****). At the time I lived in the barracks and for the last few months, I had the room to myself after my last roommate returned stateside.
It didn’t take me long before I became accustomed to having the room to myself. I expanded my territory and decorated it as being my room. Unfortunately, that came to an end when RJ arrived late one Sunday evening. I wasn’t pleased with the loss of my territory, but this was the way of life in a military barracks.
At first sight, I had respect for the man, and because of his height, and muscular physique, I could tell many might have found him intimidating. His hands were large, yet baby smooth as we shook hands. I considered that an amazing feat, when you pump iron.
A pivotal moment arrived for us early one morning after a grueling PT session followed by a 5-mile run. I raced back to the barracks and immediately hit the showers. When I returned to the room, RJ was laid out on his bunk. His head snuggled into the pillow and his arms wrapped tightly around it as well, while his long, hard, yet smooth frame, extended down the bed with one leg and foot d****d down to the floor. His sweat-soaked tee-shirt clung to his body and beneath it, a silky caramel-colored thong that contrasted beautifully with his complexion. I literally stood there for close to five minutes with a hard dick, clenched hands, and teeth. As I turned to walk away, I heard.
“What time is it?”
That said it all. Not only did he know I watched him, but he had obviously presented himself as candy for my horny eyes.
About a week later he asked me where the on-post gym was located. I offered to drive him over, even though it was my designated day off.
We hit the weights hard. RJ gravitated toward more of the weighted machines and other apparatus equipment about the gym. I prefer free weights because it demands a more intense focus when it comes to balance and control. At any rate, he joined me for a few sets of arm curls. The guy was truly impressive and once again there was just something seductively raw about him and once the blood pumped up my muscles, I could see my physique had an effect on him as well. His voice was so soft, so smooth, his eyes drearily sleepy-like. His full-lips were softly accompanied by a pearly white smile.
Over the next few weeks, we became workout buddies and we really seemed to enjoy each other’s company but we both knew there was something else at work between us, an undeniable attraction that can best be described as primal urgent energy under the ‘Law of the Raw’. It seemed the longer we were in each other’s presence, the more the energy of inevitability was unavoidable.
It was that same energy that had us both arrive back at the barracks early after our Christmas vacations. The barracks were damn near empty as was the entire post.
It was early afternoon when we hit the gym. Everything felt different, and the energy was crazy hot between us. This energy seemed to knock us off our game and when he literally slid his face across my cock and balls, as I stated earlier, I knew our relationship had expanded beyond our control.
He suggested we go out later and have a few drinks. I was tired but when I saw his sweet full-lips and that feminine tone of voice he seemed to reserve just for me, I was all in.
The night was young and after that alcohol hit our bloodstreams, it was like a cork had popped off the champagne bottle. We seem to glance openly and longingly at each other. Our breaths were short and our bodies fidgety. I could tell we were both nervous about returning to our room for we knew neither of us could be trusted.
Nevertheless, we arrived back at our room around midnight. I was amazed when I recall that the whole time at the bar, I never even attempted to hit or flirt with any of the beautiful ladies there which was a rarity.
I lay on my bunk, with my muscular arms folded behind my head. the white sheet and green blanket covered my torso, and black silk boxers. I had some music playing and yet I listened as RJ moved about on his side of the room. between the alcohol and the smoke, I had earlier, I was jacked for anything but maintained my composure. There was too much at stake. Despite my desire and aggressive nature, I chose to fall back and let the situation reveal itself. The military barracks is one of the few places you don’t want to be misunderstood. His size and physique were also factored into why I chose to wait.
I could feel myself as I drifted off when I heard.
“Hey Greer, check out these briefs I just bought.”
I opened my eyes and nearly choked on my spit as I saw this sweet Amazon sissy with a pair of tight sea green, fishnet pattern briefs that had a Tarzan-like split on either side of his long muscular legs. A silky, dark green skullcap and long earrings. My cock jumped to attention.
Like a runway model, he paraded that sexy tight bubble butt in front of my bed, then leaned over against a locker, lifted and curled his foot lower leg up behind him as he asked.
“Do you like them?”
“Hmm, like salted caramel in a green wrapper.”
“I’m glad you like it…does he like them as well?” He asked.
“Him,” she pointed right at the imprint of my cock that I tried but obviously failed to hide from him. That’s when the damn broke.
“Well, why don’t you come over here and ask him?” I fired.
“Yes, I don’t mind if I do,” He fired back and never hesitated as he climbed beside me in my bunk, lifted the sheet, and cooed softly as he saw my big black meat.
“Ssss…just like I imagined it.”
“Da…damn, speak your mind baby, whatever you feel, you’re in the right place to be real.” I moaned.
His large smooth hand caressed my iron like pectorals, and once again he cooed before he leaned down and planted soft kisses down the center of my chest.
In one swift motion, he licked up my chest, neck, then slid his hand behind my head, lifted it, and kissed my lips with a deep hungry passion that made my toes curl. His soft smooth lips made me growl to reveal my own hunger. I wrapped my hand around the back of his head and forced his mouth even tighter on mine.
I was super-hot, but RJ was a towering inferno as his hand ran all about my hard frame, but when he slid his hand along my cock, he let out a moan so deep, his entire body shook as he fired his seed all over my legs, and sheets.
“Oh shit, god I’m so sorry, I’m…I’m just so fucking hot, especially for you.”
Just the sound and the energy behind that statement made my cock twitch like crazy.
His well-manicured, soft hands and slightly pointed fingernails lightly tapped about the length of my steel hard, vascular cock while he pulled back the foreskin, and suckled his lips upon the crown.
My eyes closed, and my toes curled, as this long tall faggot, quickly climbed up the list of the best blow-jobs ever in my life. When I opened my eyes and looked down on him, he withdrew my cock from his mouth, licked his lips as he gazed up at me. His lips quivered as he stated.
“I love your body Pa and this big black dick, please…may I worship you?”
“Shit, you’re doing a damn good job already,” is what I thought, however, I replied. “Do what you do pretty faggot.”
“God yes,’ he cooed and proceeded to do just that. He licked, kissed, and sucked me from head to toe, then snatched my cock with a bold urgency and sucked it with a fever. I tried to taper my response, but I was just too hot. I blew my first load down his throat and he moaned with each shot. Apparently, it was too much for him and some of my brew dripped down on my abdomen, but this cock-hungry bitch licked it up as he whispered softly.
“Tastes so sweet.”
“That’s enough of that pussy, I wanna taste that ass. Roll your big ass over.” I ordered.
“God yes,’ He moaned. As he complied and displayed his hot tight booty. I licked and kissed his back while my hands roamed freely about his well-defined physique.
I slid his panties just below his ass, and the elastic band only enhanced how big, thick and muscular it was. I attacked his tight, well-round booty with a fierce passion, and when I wrapped my arms, under and around his legs and lifted his ass off the bed, my tongue fucked his hot, tight sphincter and he moaned like a true bitch.
“Oh, damn Pa…eat that shit out…eat that…ssss…oooh Pa, you’re making me sooooo…hot!” He cried, and bit down into the pillow, then suggested. “You want me to take my panties off?”
“Fuck that, keep them on, I love the way they look on your sexy ass,” I replied.
I slapped his ass and quickly regretted it. The sound of the fleshly impact was just too loud, and anyone nearby would surely know what was happening in our room. Instead, I settled for firm, gentle bites upon his fat juicy derriere.
“Fuck me Pa…put all that big black dick in my hole. Take that shit like you own it.” He moaned.
“Hold up,’ I announced as I climbed out the bed, snatched some Vaseline from my locker, climbed behind him, and lubed him up as I finger fucked him. He was incredibly tight but willing as he arched his back high and offered himself to me. As I inserted a second finger inside his tight ring, his body shook as he raised his legs behind him and cried in a very high-pitched feminine voice.
“Oh god, Pa…you’re gonna make me cum again.”
His body shook violently just as I rose up, clutched my Nubian spear, and pierced his hungry sphincter.
RJ must’ve had a powerful desire to be fucked, and an equally high threshold for pain, as his hole stretched until I popped my hard flesh spear tip inside him.
Our bodies moved in unison, as we fucked, and as if we’d done so for years. I wanted to drill this bitch through the bed, unfortunately, the old springs and metal frame squeaked loudly and prevented me from going into full-b**st mode.
“Oh, Pa it hurts…so good. I love your cock inside me. I wish you could live there.” He cooed as his body totally surrendered to my dominant aggression.
Our bodies glistened in the pale moonlit room with the music just loud enough to cover the sound of hot heated excitation.
“Pa…I’m cumin again for you…oooooo!” He cried and he curled his legs back and behind his body and locked around my legs, as he convulsed beneath me. He clutched the pillow and literally sobbed as his hot tight ass, clenched about my cock.
I wanted to roar, as my cock gushed and filled his hungry hole but once again, I knew better so I simply wrapped my muscular arms around and beneath his shoulders and bit his neck.
He sucked his thumb as he glanced back at me and suggested. “You ready to go to sleep or do you think you can hang a little longer?”
“I considered that a direct challenge, however, I also knew my nature, so I quickly answered.
“I measure my drive by the energy of the person I’m with. It sounds like you want some more of this dick, don’t you hoe?” I asked with my steel hard dick in my hand.
“Fuck yeah Pa,” he whined, then suggested.
“You want me to ride you?”
“Sounds like a plan, yeah get on that cock bitch.
“It amazed me that this tall, long-legged, well-built, handsome stallion was such a total and complete bottom. I could tell that if he ever had sex with a woman, it was awkward at best and pathetic at worse.
RJ bounced up and down on my ebony tower with relentless zeal.
The sight of the beautifully pronounced dimples in his ass, made me growl like a b**st.
“Pa please make me your bitch, I want you to own me, please Pa…please.”
“Why you even got to ask, I took ownership of you bitch the second I came down your throat.
“Oh Pa, it feels so good!” He cried, leaned down, and kissed me with a fiery urgency.
“Come on Pa…I want you to fuck me like this.”
He firmly took my hand and led me over to the locker, leaned his torso against it while he poked his ass out to me.
I couldn’t get over his pronounced, narrow waistline and the deep dimples in his ass. It made me crazy hot.
Hungrily, I dropped to my knees and slobbered all over his hot ass-pussy. I jumped to my feet, snatched both his hands, and pinned them behind him as I drove my cock inside balls deep.
I gripped his shoulders and fucked him with frantic energy.
“That’s right fuck-puppet, you belong to me now.” I snarled as he lowered himself closer and I bit down into his shoulder.
“Slay my pussy Pa!” He cried loudly.
“I could tell the bitch had become hysterical, so I wrapped my hand over his mouth as I fucked him down to the floor.
I fucked him across the floor and over to his bed. He attempted to climb up but with each attempt he made I slammed him until he collapsed.
We were lost in ecstasy at this point. I summoned all my strength as I continued to pound him, then finally allowed him to climbed into the bed.
“OOOOGOD, SHIT, BREED ME PA…BREED ME LIKE A BITCH!”
I slapped his face as I barked.
“Keep your voice down crazy slut, before you get us busted.
“Please Pa, breed me on my back like a wild faggot hoe.”
Once again, I easily manhandled him, flipped him on his back, raised his legs over my shoulders, and drove my Nubian spear back inside him, in my favorite fuck position. Once again, the circumstances worked against us as his bed squeaked and gave us away. Finally, I snatched the blanket off his bed, laid it on the floor, then ordered him down on his back. I took his ankles in my hands, lifted his long muscular legs up, and drilled back down into him. We kissed like man and wife as I fracked that sweet ass pussy with all my muscular might.
“Oooh Pa…your cock’s so stiff, I can feel it, ooo cum inside me…pleasssse…don’t…don’t take it out!”
“Goddamnit bitch, you just can’t shut the fuck up, can you…alright, I know what I need to muzzle your fem-boy ass up.” I growled, as I snatched a portion of the blanket and shoved it inside his mouth and then proceeded to put him to the dick and destroy him.
It was surreal for me that he could tuck those long legs back enough for me so deep inside him. I lifted, kissed, sucked, and licked his vascular feet and toes, I guess that did the trick.
“AHHHHFUCK!” I growled loudly as I felt my jizz shoot up the length of my man-gun, but I could no longer control myself.
I snatched the blanket from his mouth and his mouth slammed into mine and we kissed with a desperate passion. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders and his legs around and just above my ass, as our bodies shook and while he coated my stomach and mind inside his ass-pussy.
We spent the rest of the night in each other’s arms. We kissed, fucked, and otherwise made love every chance we got. From that moment forward we both knew, this was the beginning of a very hot, and unforgettable relationship.
Such is the nature of the ‘Law of the Raw’
The End
4 years ago
