PlayBall

Parked in this lot deep in that State Preserve Forest no one could hear Rashid and Tony as they were boffing Gloria from both ends on the trunk of that old Plymouth.

There were no other cars this late at night, the plastic bags from those quick lunches sweeping across the blacktop in these cooler winds that came with October, small troll-like ghost figures scurrying away from the action.

The squeaking of those rear shocks was the only sound, keeping pace with that steady stroking. The slight chill as he grazed the top of that trunk made Rashid’s balls rise up in a tight sac and, as he hit his stroke, there was no longer any swing to his ballsack.

He was fucking her so deep he could swear he felt it all the way back between his legs, jarring the root of his dick. It reminded him of the deep squats he did on the weight machine in the gym, and he was slowly grunting with the exertion.With her spread flat out on her back atop the trunk Rashid held her legs in the crook of his arms, spreading her as wide as she could get them. Even in the dark he could see his thick baby maker driving into her, almost to the pubes. When he hit bottom on that downstroke his balls grazed that cool metal, that feeling driving him mad and he now took shorter, slower strokes. She would jerk like a puppet with each thrust but with Tony’s balls in her mouth all he heard were her muffled moans.

He looked up and saw the translucent foreskin of Tony’s dick as he wanked it slowly, that pearly jizz now a long string from the tip of his dick, a thick cream-like icing coating now her breasts. The coathook upswing of his dick let Rashid see that mouthful of boyballs Tony had crammed into her craw, his legs spread wide over the trunk holding down her flailing arms beating against his thick thighs. Maybe she really didn’t know what Tony had planned when he got her into the front seat of his Dad’s Plymouth, but there was nothing she could say about it now. She seemed to be enjoying it and doubted he even needed to pin her down. 

“Fuck yea, you bitch ho…” Tony babbled as he held onto his own nipple, twisting it roughly as he bounced on her face. Rashid wanted to reach out and twist the other one, watching as he jerked off that thick Italian slab now just inches from him his face.

Tony was young, hung and so dumb he didn’t understand those signals Rashid had been sending him all season. That long lean torso had just a small rivulet of hair running from the middle of his chest past his belly button, finally collecting in that silky pool of pubes. Those long black eyelashes were framed by the one eyebrow that ran across his forehead. The thick up-swept cock that he would jerk in the HS shower just to freak out the team, now glistening in the light of that full moon.

Rashid had wanted to get close to that all season, and here he was, separated by just this sex doll Tony had found at the bar. When he got in the backseat of that car Rashid figured he would be dropped off quickly, but Tony just kept getting more lewd, talking trash about the last time he had fucked her, winking at him in the mirror. When they pulled into the park, Rashid now figured  he would have a long walk home.

But as Tony went down on that front seat and started to eat her out, she had turned to straddle the front seat, reaching back and grabbed at his crotch, pulling out his heavy black dick. She started by licking just the tip and, once Tony saw that Rashid had him beat by a few inches, he figured it might be fun to watch her get royally reamed by that black babymaker. 

“Fuck man, ohhh shii-ittt…ohh, fuckkkk…” he heard Tony babbling, but Rashid was staring at Tony’s dick and thought he was about to get a face full of Tony’s cum, opening his mouth hoping he could at least get a taste of it.

He didn’t hear those footsteps until they were right behind him.

He stopped in mid-stroke looking up at Tony, now staring over his shoulder with his mouth open, the chick between them the only one moving, still grinding on both their dicks. 

“Step away from the car, hands out to the side” was all he heard, and his dick suddenly popped straight up and out of that velvet vice, slapping his stomach so loud he swore he would be shot in his back for firing a gun.

The chick lifted up on her elbows, and that’s when he saw her smiling at the man behind him. Somehow she thought this was funny.

“Hey, Uncle Jack, I didn’t know you worked this beat” and Rashid turned his head to see Officer Jack Harding standing just behind him. As Rashid turned it almost seemed to Tony that he was going to smack Officer Harding with that 10” long dick, glistening in the dim moonlight with pussy juice. 

Rashid just stared into the Officer’s eyes, immediately noticing that he held that flashlight right onto his dick and was staring down at it, mesmerized. He knew he sometimes had that effect on men seeing his dick for the first time, but this was a different sizing up.

Rashid quickly tried to figure how this might make a difference to the outcome of spending the rest of his teenage years in jail.

To Be Continued 

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