Torn 2 by Beast

Author:Beast [Beast]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Gay & Lesbian, United States, Gay, Fiction, Romance, Lgbt, Gay Fiction, African American, Genre Fiction, Literature & Fiction
Amazon: B00UG0BPZS
Publisher: Black Queer Radical Books
Published: 2015-03-08T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Dry drool crusted over on the side of Marcus’ face. He reached up, groggy as Hell, and wiped the spittle away. Bright light from the sun beaming through the blinds burned his pupils when he opened his eyes. Marcus groaned with discomfort. He sore all over and felt like he was stuck under a thick pool of quick sand. His will to move was blocked by his best friend.

Omar’s heavy arm and the full weight of his body kept Marcus right where he was. Slowly, feeling returned to his body. The first thing he felt, or didn’t feel, was his clothes. Marcus’ basketball shorts were bunched around his ankles and his tank top was rolled up right above his nipples. He took a few deep breaths, sighing heavily each time he exhaled, and tried to gain his bearings.

Marcus felt Omar’s hand grip his morning wood. He tried move but his ass backed right into the hard dick nestled between his cheeks. His body naturally shuddered from the slickness of precum and God knows what else that moistened his ass. Omar spurred awake, pressed forward and pushed his manhood against Marcus’ hole.

“I’m not going to let you go,” Omar said, his voice harsh but barely louder than a whisper. “You feel to fucking good in my arms. I just can’t do it.”

“Why did you pull my shorts down?” he asked. “You can’t keep doing this shit, Omar. I already told you I have a dude and I’m not about to mess around and cheat on him. It would be foul as Hell for me to do that right now.”

Omar grinded his hips, adding more pressure to Marcus’ hole. “We not doing anything. I’m just cuddling. You weren’t complaining last night when you pulled my arm over your chest. Stop flexing.”

Marcus groaned. Omar lazily stroked his dick and swiveled his hips into the boy’s ass. If he kept doing what he was doing, Omar’s meat would slip inside of him. That wasn’t an option. As much as Marcus’ friend turned him on it was just wrong.

“You’re trying to fuck me and you don’t even have on a condom. It’s not going to happen.”

“If I got up to get a Jimmy you’d throw on your clothes,” Omar replied. He pressed forward, easing the tip of his dick past Marcus’ sphincter. “Let me just put the head in. I’m clean.”

“Stop.”

Marcus’ mouth said one thing but his body was saying another. His dick swelled in Omar’s hand, dripping with precum. He pushed back on Omar’s manhood, swallowing half the length. His body trembled from the sensation burning at his hole. His back arched and he moaned from illicit pleasure.

Omar didn’t move. He didn’t try to go deeper or stroke until he tickled the forbidden depths of his best friend’s insides. He laid there, making his dick jump and beat Marcus’ dick. It didn’t take long before Marcus reached the tipping point.

Marcus pushed his hips back, taking Omar to the hilt. The moment the boy’s dick slammed into his prostate he came.

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