A FEW MORE DAYS LATER
• M A L I K •
I'm not gonna lie. This shoot for episode three got me nervous as fuck.
I mean yeah, Tre and I have been fucking like rabbits the past month and some change, but...it's really intimate, just between us. Kind of...sacred in a way.
I mean yeah we've filmed other stuff, but him fucking me on camera...it's crazy and it's scary...but at the same time,
That shit turns me on.
Something about people watching him fuck me. Never would I have imagined I would be into some shit like this. My dick already hard just thinking about it.
"Baby, you good?" Tre asked me as I was sitting at his kitchen island while Shacora fixed me up.
We were filming at his house today. This scene basically is showcasing Alex and Johnathan finally taking their relationship to the next level...by fucking.
"Yeah," I said and he grinned bending down to give me a quick kiss.
"'Cora cover that up," he pointed to a hickey on my neck. My face turned red just thinking about what took place last night.
I'm in love with a monster...
the night before: tre prepares malik
"Okay, Malik," Tre says as I'm lying on the bed comfortably. I'm watching Vines, as usual, underneath the covers, trying to sleep a little early, and enjoy these next couple of days with no children, and here comes a demon in my room.
"We gotta practice fa tomorrow," I raised my eyebrow at him in confusion.
"What we need ta practice?" he smirks at me.
"A lot," he raises his eyebrows and sighs. "Like—your head skills fasho," I twisted my neck at him.
"Fuck you,"
"It's okay, baby," he chuckled grabbing my hand. "You only sucked dick one time, of course, you wouldn't be that good," he smiled and my frown just got deeper.
Just wait nigga. One day Imma be the best you've ever had, bitch.
"You also need some more practice wit the name thing..." My face started to heat up. "To be honest, we both could use sum practice with et," he spoke as he bit his lip while looking me up and down.
He crawled next to me in the bed. Getting on top of me and looking down at me with that devious smirk. "Which one you wanna practice first?" he uttered low.
I could feel myself growing as he slipped in between my legs, wrapping them around his waist. He started leaving kisses on my shoulders and neck. "Which one, baby?" he asked even though it seemed like he was already picking.
"Ah," I let out a low moan feeling our fronts rub against each other through the fabric. He then started leaving kisses along my jaw until he got to my lips. I grabbed his face as we started to have a heated kiss—honestly, if you had seen us it probably looked more like we were trying to eat each other.
He pulled back, I felt the cold metal of his chain I bought touch my face. Our mouths were wet and his lips glistened as he put the bottom one in between his teeth. He pulled at my waistband, and I lifted my hips so he pulled them off of me.
Tre then took off his own pants before getting back in between my legs. I gasped a bit when I felt his hardened length rub against my butt.
"So, this how we gon' do this," he spoke into my ear as his hand traveled up my throat, then prodding his two middle fingers through my lips, putting them into my mouth.
"Mmm," I hummed as I sucked on his two fingers.
"You can't say my name." he continued in a deep sultry voice. "Either Daddy or my scene name," he spoke, but my mind was somewhere else.
He pulled his fingers out of my mouth as he brought them down to my hole rubbing it as he hovered over me with his hand holding him up next to my head. "Imma start off real slow," he looked me in my eyes as he started fingering me. My mouth dropped open and my eyes started flickering. "Look at me," he commanded. "You better be listenin'," he spoke as he started curling his fingers into me.
"Aah—" A moan got stuck in my throat.
"Again, Imma start off slow," he slowed down the pace of his fingers. I bit my lip grabbing his arm that was next to my head with both my hands. I started to move my hips a bit. "And every time you say my name Imma go faster," he sped up the pace of his fingers gradually. "And we ain't gon' stop," He said pulling out his two middle fingers, then sucking on them.
Tre smiled down at me, "You know you taste good, baby?" he asked and I just rolled my eyes. He chuckled a bit before he pushed my legs back, lining his dick up with me.
I shuddered a bit when I felt him tease me by rubbing his leaking tip against me.
My eyes went wide when I watch this nigga spit on my hole then used his dick to rub it on my entrance before he started pushing the head in.
Once it was in, he leaned down to give me a kiss, slowly filling me up, until I felt his pelvis against my skin.
He gave me a sloppy kiss without moving.
He then put his hands on my thighs as our lips were still connected, using them to push himself upward, causing him to pull out just a bit, but enough to make my eyes roll.
Once he was in position, at a slow speed, he slowly pulled out of me. I felt every single nerve in me feel the friction from his dick until only the tip was in.
He then started dipping back into me, keeping his word, for it was a slow and steady, deep stroke that already had my legs shaking, and my toes curled.
"Fuck," I cursed, struggling to stay still. I bit down on my bottom lip, feeling the slight curve from his dick rubbing against my insides.
"Shit, Tre," I moaned feeling him hit my spot.
He looked at me shaking his head. "Malik, Malik, Malik," Tre spoke, pushing my legs almost past my torso, close to touching the bed.
"Wait, daddy," I pleaded, but he ignored the plea, for he started to increase the pace, but still giving me his full dick.
"Nah, you ain't listen, big daddy," he spoke. I started to turn my head into the sheets, but he grabbed my face making me look at him...all while giving me a medium slow deep stroke. "You so pretty, baby," he breathed then he let go of my legs, pushing in deeper inside me as he placed both hands on the sides of my head, folding me up more, rolling his hips, looking down on me.
"A-Oh, fuck," I groaned. I was overstimulated. "Tre, please," my voice started to shake and my eyes got glossy.
He just shook his head again, speeding up his pace even more. "We gotta getchu ready, baby. If you can't handle this how you gon' handle toma?" he spoke as he now thrust into me at a medium-fast pace, still giving me his full dick; I feel his tip aggressively poking my insides. My brain felt like it was melting.
"F-fuck," a moan escaped my mouth as I put both of my hands on his stomach slightly pushing him forward while I feel and hear his hips smacking against my ass. "Daddy, please," I begged.
"Good, baby," he breathed, slowing down just a little bit, my hands still on his stomach, his still pressed into the bed beside my head, and me still damn near folded in half. And when he did slow down, I felt my eyes roll to the back of my head.
"Tre—fuck," I almost shouted in a deep voice, and he just smirked and shook his head again.
"C'mon, baby. I know you can do better than that," he kissed me before he started speeding up even more, positioning himself so that he held my legs so that they were damn near touching the bed. Then he started drilling into me.
"O-Oh my fuckin' God," I blurted. I felt like this this nigga was fucking my soul. "Tre, please," My voice started shaking. I put my hands on his chest trying to push him, but my strength was weak, and he sped up some more. All you could hear was the sounds of my moans and his wet dick stirring in me at a fast past. "Tre, I can't take it, baby, please," I cried out.
"Y-You can, daddy. I promise," he didn't slow down, and the tears kept flowing as I started to feel my stomach churn.
"Fuck," I yelled putting a hand over my mouth as my eyes fought to stay open. "Trevonnnn," I whined digging my nails into his arm as I felt my dick start throbbing. "A-ahh," a stuttered moan, but more of a whimper came as my body shook and I nutted all over myself, my mind in outer space as I felt like I couldn't breathe for a second.
"You did good, baby," Tre spoke as he licked some of my cum off of my neck then gave me a kiss.
He then pulled back, "You ready ta go again?" he asked me smirking.
Start planning my funeral...I think this nigga tryna kill me.
...
the next day at the shoot
"I want it ta really be really intimate, but," I hear Tre speak to Rayshawn, Megan, and the cameraman.
Shacora left, so it was just us five.
Tre said he thought it would make me feel more comfortable if it was just a few people on set.
We were filming in one of his guest's bedrooms that Rayshawn is currently fixing up to make it look as if it was Tre's or...the character, Johnathan's, bedroom.
"Megan you know what I like," he continued as I watched him speak with his hand, that diamond ring I bought just glistening in the light. I smirked a bit, turning my attention to my phone high as hell. "I want a lot of close-up shots, especially like when we start fuckin'. I want some aerial shots too. I need it ta look real sexy.
Not like a regular porn at all," he continued "I want it really intimate, really sexy, and we about to get started because I really want to capture the scene as the sunlight starts to dissipate and it goes from a day to a night scene. You feel me?" I watched as he looked at the two.
The cameraman nodded his head. "Yeah, that sounds good, Tre. Now is that all. I need you ta get everything out because I'm about ta take over, n you need ta remember that you are an actor," she spoke to him and he rolled his eyes. "You're such a perfectionist, Tre. Do you trust me?"
He sighed. "You know I do,"
"Okay, so go get ready ta make thousand if dollars witcho man," she chuckled pushing him towards me. He caught himself before he fell on me, laughing and cussing Megan out before standing back upright.
"You ready, baby?" he asked me. I nodded and he grabbed my hand as we walked to his guest bedroom.
I sat down on the bed as he went back out telling them that we needed to start soon, and then I heard shuffling, probably from them moving all the equipment. I then see Tre come back into the room.
He smiled when he saw me. "We finna get started, baby," I nodded. "You think you ready?" he asked as he climbed onto the bed next to me.
I rolled my eyes. "Fa twenty-five bands I am," he giggled.
"Mmhmm, we'll see 'bout that,"
"Betchu I won't even say yo name once,"
Why did I say that? I need to stop trying to always one-up a nigga.
He just smiled. "Bet," he held out his hand to dap me up and my eyes went wide.
He been hanging around me too much.
"I wanna go to an all-inclusive paid-for vacation ta Florida—wit my two favorite girls n my step niece n nephew," I smiled my heart beating fast at him wanting to go on a family vacation.
"Aight, bet," I dapped him up. "When I win, I want the same shit,"
"You really thinkin' that you gon' win?" he smirked at me. "I mean—by the end of the night you was doin' good, but—" he interrupted himself. "actually, have you ever seen any of my films?" My face gets a bit red thinking about that one time I masturbated to one of his videos.
"J-jus once," I stuttered. He smiled even bigger.
He got close to my ear. "Then you should know Ian neva fucked you like et, baby," he whispered, pulling back and smiling at me. He then got up and headed to the room door when there was a knock.
"I can't wait ta go ta Florida," he chuckled opening the door for Megan and the cameraman.
I flicked him off watching as they brought all the equipment in; Rayshawn came in behind to set up Megan's director chair and fix the room up just a bit more.
I looked down at the suit I was wearing, adjusting the tie.
I can't wait to get naked. I thought. I hate wearing suits for real...unless it was for my wedding.
"Malik, you ready?" I hear Megan ask me. I turned my head to her giving her a nod before standing up and going to the kitchen where the scene started.
I saw Tre standing in the kitchen looking—whew!
Looking finer than a bitch. On my mama. On crip!
I always love when we shoot because he'll wear this sexy ass suit showing off his arms which the shirt was emphasizing. He also let his beard grow a bit, so he had this scruffy, CEO look going on with his glasses on.
I love it when he wears his glasses. He's been wearing them a lot more lately. I think because he knows I like them.
He just looks so fucking fine in them shit.
Sexy ass, blind ass nigga.
Anyway, I walked over to the kitchen island and sat at one of the barstools. He looked at me and smiled.
"You look sexy as fuck," he told low me as looked me up and down, making me blush a little bit.
"Alright, it's almost 6 o'clock!" Megan called out. "We need ta start filming now, so we can get our gradual fade into a night scene. Therefore," she looked at me. "We need this in as little takes as possible, okay?" I nodded my head.
"Yes, ma'am," I spoke. I swear I feel like I have two moms.
"Okay, take one. In three, two, one,"
...
scene one: johnathan and alex make love
• T R E V O N •
"Action!" Megan yells, and I hear the camera start rolling.
I couldn't take my eyes off Malik. He looked so pretty.
I know he would get mad if he heard that, but I don't know what other word to use. He's so pretty to me.
"Damn, nigga, you jus gon' talk my ear off? Can I get sum ta drink?" Malik laughs as he recites his line.
I fake laugh, getting two glasses from my cabinet, grabbing the bottle of wine that I just bought today, and poured out half of it, so it would seem like it's already been drank out of.
I put the two glasses down; pouring us two glasses.
I slide one across the island, some of it spilling onto the counter.
Malik grabs it but doesn't pick it up. He licks some of the wine that got onto his fingers from the spilled liquid that rests on the side of the cup.
My baby improving and shit. I like that.
He then taste some of the wine. "Whatchu think about that? It's my favorite,"
"Stella Rosa?" he chuckled.
"Yeah, it's affordable and delicious," I cheesed as I recited my lines, laughing in my head.
I loved filming with Malik. It felt like he and I were roleplaying...It was kind of turning me on.
"I mean, it's good," he spoke.
We said a few more of our lines ending off with us actually downing both glasses.
I poured us a second glass, that we won't be drinking. "How 'bout we continue this conversation elsewhere?" I asked, and Malik smiled up at me, making my heart flutter for real.
He's so beautiful.
The camera followed us as I led him into the decorated bedroom.
We both sat down on the edge, ignoring the set-up cameras, the cameramen, and Megan who sat down in her chair.
We've been doing well lately. Usually, we do well on this part. It's when shit gets spicy. Malik's mind goes elsewhere.
I laughed in my head thinking about that.
"Let's cheers ta us," Malil spoke his line.
"There's an us?" I asked.
"If you want it ta be," he looked at me biting his lip. I looked at him back seeing how comfortable he was on my bed. In real life, ready to rip his clothes off.
"Mmm," I spoke averting my eyes.
In this part, I want it to be a build-up of tension. They don't just get straight to fucking.
"How the office gon' feel when they see me and you walk in hand n hand?" I continued. "They gon' think I been showin' you favoritism,"
"Fuck what they think," Malik shrugged. "I do my shit well. I bet no nigga gon' press me about it,"
He delivered that too well. I might've made Alex too much like Malik.
I just chuckled. "I like that answer," I said putting my glass down on the floor next to us, feeling a super light buzz from the glass we drank earlier.
"You do?" He asked looking me into my eyes, our faces not that far apart. I nodded my head as we both leaned in for a kiss.
It started slow and chaste with just our lips only connecting in intimate pecks. The kissing sounds of our lips joining together filled my ears.
It then gradually became more heated. While Malik slipped his tongue in my mouth, I grabbed the glass from his hand, pulling back a bit, setting it on the floor.
I then start to undress myself, starting with this tight-ass suit vest, then my shirt. Malik was doing the same until I was just in my underwear and Malik was looking so fuckable in just his shirt that looked a bit big on him just coming past his hips, and his briefs on.
I pulled him close to me, making him straddle me as I still sat on the edge of the bed.
He put his hands on my shoulders looking me into my eyes.
I peppered his face with a million kisses, making him blush for real. His whole face was red as he tried not to smile.
"You gon' let me fuck you good, pretty boy?" I asked him, and I felt Malik immediately harden as he sat on me.
He got a bit flustered hearing the line, but he pulled himself together before he missed his cue. "Yeah, but I wanna taste you first," I smiled watching Malik crawl between my legs.
My heart sped up with anticipation running through my veins.
We had been practicing on this last night.
"Malik! Don't kill yourself!" I laughed with my dick in Malik's mouth after he tried to deep-throat me.
His ass was now on the floor having a coughing fit.
"It's not funny nigga! Fuck you," he spat at me, but I couldn't help but laugh. I told him he ain't have to do allet, but he wanna be Super Head so bad, Imma let him.
...
Malik stared at my crotch as my dick fought to be free from my briefs.
I watch from my peripheral, making sure not to move my eyes, as the camera gets a close-up shot of Malik on his knees.
Times like this I wish I was behind the camera.
Because the way he looks so pretty in this shirt that barely covers his ass and then he's on his knees in front of me looking so submissive.
My dick was throbbing already.
He pulled my underwear, and I got up letting them fall to my ankles and stepping out of them.
He then takes hold of my length with his small warm-ass hand.
He opens his mouth sticking out his tongue.
He licks the slit, making me suck in a sharp breath before I bit down on my lip.
He takes it licking along the underside before gently putting his lips on it.
He pushed it in until it was gently resting on his tongue before dropping his hands to his lap as he looked up at me.
Last night, we also realized Malik wouldn't be that convincing in his skills, so I was just gonna fuck his face.
I think he likes it that way.
Malik likes it when I take over and do whatever I want to him.
Unless I'm sucking his dick, then he wanna act like he's really that nigga...I mean he is, but, let's be real, I'm really in control.
I softly placed my hand on the bottom of his chin as I stood up. I grabbed the base of my dick watching Malik hold onto my arms for support as I slowly started rocking in his mouth.
The cameraman closed in on the side of Malik's face capturing the way saliva dripped from both sides of his mouth as my dick stretched his lips.
I closed my eyes for a moment because I would nut just from the site.
I opened them looking back down at him as he looked up at me with those eyes of his.
I teased his mouth by pulling out and pushing back in only the tip watching as saliva dripped down his wet juicy ass lips, sometimes connecting his lips and my dick together when I would pull all the way out just an inch away from his lips.
The camera better had gotten a close-up of that too.
Just might make it my lock screen.
I then placed my hand on the back of Malik's head, making him take a little over half of me into his mouth. "You doin' good, baby," I spoke low and he gave me a low hum.
Malik has a serious praise kink.
I then hold the sides of his face as I gently start face fuck him being cognizant of his skills and how much he can take.
Again, making him choke on me would be hot, but that's for another time.
"Fuck, baby. Your mouth feel so good," I breathed feeling the warmth of his soft wet mouth create a snug seal around my shaft. I bit my lip, feeling the tightness of his lips every time I pulled back. "Damn, baby," I felt my eyes roll back a bit. I continued stroking his mouth until I felt my dick throbbing. He then pulled off of me pushing me down onto the bed as he crawled in between my knees.
He grabbed ahold of my dick as he started to stroke it, with his mouth open wide and the tip of my dick pointing towards him.
My eyes were in disbelief as I felt myself cum watching the white liquid squirt up, but then fall down into Malik's mouth...
I gotta be dreaming right now. "F-Fuck, Mmm—baby," I almost slipped up and said his name. Luckily his name starts with an M.
Once I stopped, I laid on my back feeling as Malik crawled on top of me and started kissing me with my cum still in his mouth.
Yeah, Megan and I might go ring shopping after this.
I flipped him over on his back as we continued our heated makeout; the camera following us to the bed.
I get in between his legs as he grabs ahold of my face, pulling me in for another kiss.
He wraps his legs around me as I start to grind against his crotch, hating the feeling of the fabric that separates us.
I pulled at his underwear and he raised his hips allowing me to pull them off and throw them to the floor.
I then took a good look at Malik before I laid on my back, my head fully resting on the pillow next to him. "You gon' sit on my face, pretty?" I asked him. There weren't many lines for our intimate scenes, so I was just improvising.
"Sit on yo face?" he asked me surprised. "B-but I'm too big—"
"Baby," I interrupted him. "C'mere," I grabbed him as he climbed on top of me straddling me. He had his hands on my lower stomach and my dick stood up against his ass and lower back. "Gimme a kiss," I commanded and he bent down giving me a quick, deep peck. I then pulled him off my lips by his hair, "Now turn around and sit on my fuckin' face," I instructed him. He nodded and then I let him go watching as he turned around then scooted his ass across my body until he was at my chin.
He then raised his butt up above my mouth. He hesitated a bit, but I just grabbed his thighs and forced him down on my face.
I then let his thighs go, spreading his ass a bit sticking my tongue in the crease licking across his hole. "Ah," he let out a small moan as I started flicking my tongue across his entrance earning some back-to-back deep moans from him, feeling my own dick twitch at the feeling of him damn near suffocating me with his ass.
I kept a hold on his thighs to make sure he wouldn't go anywhere. "Mmm, fuck, Daddy," he moaned slightly grinding his hips on my face. I grabbed Malik's ass which got bigger by the way.
All we been doing lately is fucking and eating. I'm definitely not complaining, I love weight gain especially when all it does is help my view every time I give him backshots.
I continued licking and sucking on his hole, but I stopped when I felt a hand wrap around my dick.
I then felt Malik bend down, for his stomach was touching my chest and his chest my stomach.
I then almost gasp when I felt his lips touch my dick again.
My lil baby a freak. Not we sixty-nining...Fuck it.
I get over my shock quickly continuing to eat him, feeling him sloppily give me head, humming on my dick as I stuck my tongue in his hole a bit.
I vigorously tongue fucked him, holding his legs tight. I know Malik. His ass would be trying to scoot away from me right now.
I felt my legs shake a bit when I felt and heard him bobbing up and down on my dick, wishing I would see what was going on.
I then felt his legs shake as he pulled off of my dick for a moment to catch his breath and let out a ragged moan. "F-fuck," he raised again, circling his hips on my face, pushing my head into him further. "Baby, I'm—" he breathed. "I'm boutta nut, daddy," He panted and I immediately stopped. I pushed him off my face taking in a big breath.
He looked back at me, "Lay on yo back," I commanded him. He immediately climbed off of me doing as I told him. I then got on top of him hovering over him. "Youn get ta nut until I say so. You hur me?" I told him as I looked into his eyes.
He bit down on his lip as he looked up at me nodding. "I can't hur you," I spoke.
"Yes, daddy. I hur you," he answered in a soft, but deep submissive ass voice, and I swear every word went straight to my dick.
"That's right, baby," I smirked then gave him a sloppy kiss.
Our tongues wrestled for a moment with Malik humming in my mouth.
I pulled back sucking on my middle two fingers before putting sliding them into Malik. They went in with a bit of ease for all the practice the night before helped a lot.
"Ah," he softly moaned on my lips as he already struggled to kiss me.
I curled my fingers inside of him, poking his prostate watching with my face right above his as he moaned and whined. "You like that, baby?" I asked placing kisses on his neck, regretting it when I tasted the makeup I had Shacora put on him. I just pulled back up and I started to kiss on his chest until I got to his nipples.
I started licking and sucking on them twirling my tongue around his nipple getting some ragged moans from him.
"Fuck," Malik moaned out.
I could feel my dick throbbing waiting to be in him.
I pulled my fingers out and then adjusted myself so that I was sitting on my knees in between his legs as his head and back rested on some pillows underneath him.
I spit on my dick rubbing the head lining it up with Malik's hole. I started teasing him by rubbing the tip across him.
Megan already knew what to do, for she directed the cameraman to get a close-up of my rubbing my wet tip against Malik's freshly shaven, pretty ass hole.
"Mmm, stop teasin' me," he let out as he looked at me, poking his lips out as his hands rested on both sides of his head and his dick twitched and leaked a bit.
I smiled at the site, readjusting myself so that I was slightly hovering over top of him. I pushed both of his legs back, then let one go to grab my dick. I then slowly pushed my dick in, still having my body a bit upright so the camera could get a close-up. "Ah, fuck," Malik moaned out.
Surprisingly he was doing good so far with the name thing, but I haven't started for real yet.
And he's only had a taste of Trevon the porn star.
My poor baby... I know he's gonna tap out. He's gonna try his best not to though for his pride, and Imma enjoy watching every minute of it.
...
"You gon take it fa me aight, pretty?" I told him as I slowly started rocking my hips inside him as I held his legs towards his stomach. He bit his lip as he looked at me with entrancing eyes.
"Fuck, daddy," he cursed holding onto my arms as I thrusted into him at a medium pace.
We stayed like that for a minute before I put both of his legs onto my shoulders slipping into him further. His mouth dropped open and his head fell back "T-Daddy," he corrected himself. "Fuck," he tried to pick his head up and push my stomach, but I just grabbed his wrist holding them down by his hips as I started to give him fast-paced, long, and deep thrust; the sounds of clapping filling the room.
I felt his ass jiggle against my pelvis. I kept a hold of his wrist, keeping him from running as I had him folded up, drilling into him at a fast speed. "Tre, please," he moaned out, his voice shaking, and I came to a stop.
"I-Im sorry," he whimpered.
"Don't stop until I tell you next time, Tre. Some stuff is good and we can edit it," I hear Megan tell me. I nodded still in Malik as she gave a three-minute pause for us to adjust ourselves.
I turned my focus back to him. He had tears in his eyes. "It's okay, baby," I kissed him. "You still lost the bet tho," I said on his lips.
"Fuck, you," he cussed at me poking his lips out.
"Oh, Imma do et," I smiled as I adjusted myself back to where his legs were on my shoulders. I grabbed his wrist pinning them down at our sides, watching as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. "But, Imma need you ta take it aight?" I asked him low looking him
into his eyes. "Take it good fa, daddy, okay, Malik?" I said even lower as I kissed him a bit the sounds of our kissing filling the room.
"You can do it, baby," I whispered on his lips pecking him one more time as I heard Megan tell the cameraman to start rolling again.
I start d moving my hips again, starting off slow this time. "Oooo, fuck," he groaned as I gave him my full length.
"You like that shit?" I breathed.
"Ah," he moaned.
"You like et shit, daddy?" I said as I hit his spot.
"Ye-yes," his mouth stayed open as I sped up, continuing to hit his sweet spot. "Sl-slow down, please," he said in such a sweet voice I had to do what he asked me.
I let go of his wrist and let his legs fall from my shoulders, wrapping them around my waist. He immediately reached up grabbing my face, kissing me as I started giving him some slow deep strokes.
"Mmmm," he hummed in my mouth.
I turned us onto our sides, his legs still wrapped around my waist. We kept our lips intertwined; Malik pulled back looking me in my eyes. "I love you," he breathed as his eyes rolled back and I continued to deeply thrust into him.
"I love you too, baby," I kissed him again, and we all know those exchanges of I love yous were real.
I kept him in this position for a moment before I put the leg that was on top over my shoulder as his arms were wrapped around my neck, damn near folding that ass in half.
I gripped onto his ass with one hand and held onto his back with the other then I started giving him quick fast strokes. "W-wait," he muttered. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he kept repeating. "Fuck, Imma nut,"
"Don't," I panted keeping the same pace.
"I-I can't hold it, daddy. Please," he started crying. "Please," tugging at my heart a bit.
"Okay, one time," I breathed still giving him harsh fast strokes as I saw tears falling from his face.
He sniffled as he buried his head into the pillows, his screams being muffled.
I felt his dick start throbbing which made mine too. I slowed down my pace, spreading his ass as I rocked my hips into him feeling every time his ass came in contact with my pelvis.
"Let that nut out, daddy," I breathed, and it was like he was waiting for me to say it because instantly after I did, I felt him cum, it getting onto the sheets. "Good job, baby," I kissed him as I let his leg down, interlocking our tongues as I slowly rocked into him until I felt myself nut, filling him up.
I pulled out of him and he stayed on his side as he caught his breath. I sat up, looking back watching my nut drip down from his hole.
It was like my body acted on its own because the next thing you know I was spreading him open with both hands as I bent down and started to lick my own nut that was leaking out of him.
"Wha-what the fuck?" Malik spoke as I started sucking on his hole. "You fuckin' nasty," he moaned as I started eating his ass again. "Ah, baby," he moaned out as I laid underneath him with his ass on my face. I could feel him curling his toes on my chest as he moved his ass back onto my tongue as I shoved it further inside him, feeling his fat ass suffocate me.
I was on cloud nine.
I pulled back sitting up on my knees. "Lay on yo stomach," I told him and he did as told. I then spread his legs, lifting his ass up just enough that I could put the dick, creating a deep arch where only his hips weren't touching the bed.
I then lined myself back up with his hole slowly slipping back inside him. "Shit, baby," I breathed as I grab ahold of his ass, spreading it so I could see how he slowly started camouflaging my dick turning it a slightly milky white.
Again, it's like Megan reached into my brain, for the cameraman had the camera right above Malik's ass capturing as he creamed on me.
"Daddy," he moaned reaching back and putting his hand on my stomach.
I grabbed his wrist. "Take et shit, baby," I breathed speeding up the pace.
I then pulled out causing him to whine as I positioned myself so that my hands were planted on both sides of Malik's head and my knees were bent as my feet were placed beside Malik's hips. I then kept myself up with one hand using the other to pull Malik's hips up a bit more and then guide my dick back into him.
I put my other hand back beside his head. I then used my feet to push off the bed as I started rolling my hips inside of him. "Oh, fuck," he groaned out, I just smirked watching his mouth open as the side of his face was in the sheets, getting a perfect view of my name that was on the side of his neck. "Daddy, please," he begged as I continued to slow dick him, giving him some deep strokes that every time I bottomed out my knees touched the bed.
I then felt him reach up and put his hands on my knees, trying to push me upwards. "Quit that shit," I commanded.
He moved his hands, the squelching sounds of Malik's ass sounding like a sweet melody in my ears.
"Ahhh," he moaned but it came out more like a scream. "F-Fuck, I can't," I heard him cry, but I continued fucking him. "No, please, Trevon, please," I came to a stop, immediately pulling out of him.
I gently pulled him up looking over at Megan, who got the memo to give us a moment.
The cameraman and Megan left the room as I looked at a crying Malik. "Baby, did I hurt you?" I asked concerned, noticing it was almost fully dark outside.
He shook his head wiping his eyes as I pulled him into me. "Too much," he just said wiping his eyes. I hugged him.
"I'm sorry, baby," I kissed his cheek as he calmed down. I grabbed his chin making him look me in the eyes. "You forgive me?" he nodded and I gave him a sweet kiss on the lips. "Can we finish?" I asked him. "I'll fuck you nice and slow, missionary, just how you like it this time,"
He smiled a bit nodding his head. "You did good tho, baby,"
"No I didn't," he started looking sad.!
"Quit et shit, Malik. You did good," I told him as I got up and got Megan and our cameraman.
"We ready," I told Megan and they came back inside.
"Okay, I'm tired of lookin' at my best friend's dick and wanna rummage through his cabinet, so let's wrap this up shall we?" Megan jokes making all of us laugh.
...
"Ah, ah,—mmmm," Malik moaned as I slowly thrust into him. "I'm boutta nut," he moaned.
"Let's nut then, baby," I breathed speeding up my pace just a bit.
I then start to feel Malik's dick throb which made mine throb too. We both started simultaneously moaning as we approached our orgasms. My head fell forward and soon after I felt Malik's nut spill all over us, and my dick spit all inside of him.
I laid on him and he heavily breathed for a while.
"I really do love you, Johnathan," Malik said his line catching me off guard a bit.
Only his ass could make me forget I was filming.
I raised up looking him into his eyes. "I love you too, Alex," I then kissed him.
"That's a wrap!" Megan spoke and Malik immediately pushed me off of him.
"Thank you, thank you, I thought this nigga was tryna kill me," his goofy ass spoke making all of us laugh as I laid on my back tired as hell.
"Well, Jakes leavin' and I'm boutta rummage through your kitchen. Toodles," Megan spoke before the two of them exited the room again.
We lay there in silence for a bit then I couldn't help but pull his ass next to me.
He looked at me and smiled making me smile too.
"You're so beautiful, Malik," I said and his face went flush.
"Thank you," he said in a soft voice.
"And I really do love you," he smiled showing off his pretty ass teeth.
"I really do love you too," he said back making my heart speed up. I was about to kiss him, but he jumped up. "Sike nigga," he tried to get up off the bed, but his legs failed and he fell to the floor.
I tried my best to hold in a laugh, but I couldn't help it. "That's whatcho ass get fa tryna swerve me," I cracked up.
"Fuck you, Trevon," I heard him cuss me out from the floor.
I love his crazy ass.
...
a few more days later
• M A L I K •
It was late at night. I had just picked the kids up from my mama's house.
I was alone in the house tonight, for Tre really needed to go home. He needed to just check on the place, and he said he needed some alone time. He told me not to be mad at that, it wasn't personal, but instead, I was sad and I started crying, and I told him he didn't love me anymore.
Okay, it didn't help that I was drunk as fuck.
So after calming me down and giving me a lot of water, I stopped crying and sobered up. Then I apologized for being extra and we both laughed, and then he went home.
I went to go pick up my babies and then we got something to eat before I came back to my place.
Now I'm just sitting on the couch watching Ridiculousness wishing Trevon was here.
I was startled when I heard a knock on my door, and I immediately hopped up going to my room to grab my pistol.
I then put it behind my back as I approached the door. "Malik, open up," I hear Tonio say.
I rolled my eyes, smacking my lips as I opened the door.
Fuck is he here for and without Terry...
"Woah. Woah thur buddy," he laughed when he saw my gun in my hand.
I smacked my lips. "One day, Imma shoot you niggas. Y'all better start announcin' 'fore y'all come over hur,"
"Man, whateva, nigga." he spoke as he walked past me and plopped down on the couch.
I sat next to him smelling the faint smell of liquor on his body.
"So wassup?" I asked. "You hur ta tell me 'bout ol dude or?"
"Nah, nah," he shook his head. "I'm just chillin'," he looked over at me, licking his lips.
"Uhh, okay. You wanna smoke?" I asked. He nodded his head and I got up, walking to my room, pulling my pants up.
"Damn," I heard him say low. I looked back seeing his eyes were focused on the TV.
I came back out with a wood already rolled up. I sparked it up inhaling the smoke before passing it to him. "So how you been?" I asked as my lungs were filled with smoke.
He took the blunt from me inhaling it then letting the smoke out. "I've been aight. Doin' the same shit. You know me, Malik," he chuckled.
I nodded my head in understanding. "Coo, coo,"
"So how you been?" he asked then placing his arm on the back of the couch.
"Uhh, I've been good. I feel like I'm really gettin' my life together," I spoke taking the blunt back.
It was an awkward silence between us for a moment as every so often I would feel this nigga staring at me.
"You know," I heard him speak making me look over at him.
He had his lip in between his teeth as he looked at me up and down. "I never thought you would be like et," he spoke, and I was confused. He then looked down at my waist where my pants slightly sat below my waistline. "But, lookin' at how fat yo ass is, and how pretty you are, it makes sense that you take dick," my eyes went wide and I almost dropped the blunt.
"Huh?"