Knock Knock
Submitted by iQon

Just as the three boys nut were draining on each other, there was a knock on the door. Three hard ass thugniggas who was passing by saw the other three's silouett through the window, and they decided to get their freak on as well as get paid. Knock! knock! wuzzup, Reg opens the door and there stood Steve, Excel,Qtip looking black thuggish and sexy all rolled in one package.

Steve Speaks: "Can we join the action; for a price." U got me fucked up; repeated Reg. Just then the three thugs barged their way into the house moving Reg to the side instantly. Reg yelled to the others in the house. Excel em, explained what they were about; leaving out one small detail. Neither of them got fucked, or that's what they led each other to believe.

Reg was in agreement with the proposition. Wess also agreed giving up $14, Reg pitched in with $10, and Dj gave up $6 b/c he didn't get paid until tomorrow. While Excel was putting the money in his backpack; Steve was already had his T-shirt and shoes off. Steve saw Wess and thought he wanted to fuck him right then. Steve unzipped his pants and started to j/o, while motioning Wess to come to him. Wess took two steps towards Steve; before, he knew what was happening Steve was putting his 11 inches in Wess' face.

Wess opened wide and deep taking all 11 down to the tonsils. Steve scooted his but down on the couch pushing a little deeper into Wess' mouth and this really caused Wess to gag. Caugaw! Caugaw! Snickers came from Steve. Since you can't take it like that turn your bitch ass around nigga. Steve wasted no time getting the lub from Excel. He lubed Wess' azz, two of his fingers and plunged right nto Wess' loose manhole. OoooohhhHHHHH! Ohhhaaaahhhhh! Wess moaned kind of loud. Steve lunged his 11 right and deep into Wess azz. Wess' eyes filled with tears and his stomach contracted as Steve barley pulled out to re-enter. Steve then bent his knees and stooped as to be riding a bike then pushed that hard steel straight n Wess' body; Wess could only open his mouth w/o any words comming out I saw that vein in the side of his neck,and down the middle of his forehead. Steve then started beating the shit out that azz. Squsih! Squish! was all I heard. Steve started sweating and the muscles and dimples in the side of his ass cheeks were going in and out. Wess was only on all four, mouth open veins popping, and ass being pounded. "Lay your muhfuken azz on yo back nigga" Screamed Steve, that azz waz too good cuz when Steve pulled out of Wess lotion and pre-cum was leaking from that long bat.

Wess looked at the dick and his eyes buckeled, he started to scoot away but Steve was standing right above him. Steve grabbed his legs and parted them, and laid his dick right into Wess. Pop! I heard Steve bus this niggas cherry. I thought to my self this nigga is n a lot of pain the way his stomach was contracting everytime Steve pounced on that azz. It looked like Steve was trying to poke his dick through Wess' back. Then Steve arched his back and raised his head opening his mouth and said Yeah! Yeah! take this nut nigga, take this nut nigga, and with that said. I saw the space between this niggas asshole and Balls start to spasm. Steve stomach caved in two or three times his nuts jerked about twenty and Wess' ass opened and contracted right along with Steve's 11 inches in him. Steve took one last thrust into that hot manhole Wess was allowing him to have access to unwillingly at this point; just hoping this thugazz nigga would hurry and finish nuting. Steve took his piece out of Wess and his azz slowly closed up.

Steve sat on the couch catching his breath as Wess just laid there breathing heavily as if he was having an asthma attack.

What chal gon do, said Steve looking at Excel and Me. Yall gon fuck one these niggas or we gon bounce. Excel was jacking his dick in the one person chair facing the door. He looked at Dj, with nothing said, Excel unbuttoned the silk looking denim fubu's pulling them to his ankles at the same time. Dj looked at Ex kinda crazy for a minute. Yeah! I'm gon dig n that azz nigga. Dj said, "U mus b out cho fukin mind" Ex being the most thuggish, hard, muhfuka n the group; he stood up, released the pants from his ankles one at a time and grabbed his bag. Ex pulled a night stick out then looked at Steve; Steve stood, snatched Dj by the neck, and forced his face to Ex's limp 10 inches. Excel only leaned on the stick like a cane while his pole started to stiffen. After about 5min, Excel says, "Nigga get on yo back. Dj moves hesitantly. Man what chu gon do wit that stick. I'm gon dildo yo azz first to open u up. Excel lubed the stick as Steve held that niggas feet open like a frog being disected. Wess was beat he couldn't move after the fuck down he took a few minutes ago, Raheim left cuz he had to meet his mother at 6am, and Reg was still in the restroom cleaning up from the fucking he got from Dj.

Spwick! was the sound made after Excel stuck the 4ft. stick n Dj's ass, and that nigga almost broke his neck lifting it up to see if his shit had split open. His mount was watering down the side and his eyes were wide as hell as Ex pushed the stick further and further. aaaaahhhhhhhhaaaaaaahhhhhhh! Daaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmm! nigga u tryn to kill me. That shit hurt he started kicking his legs but couldn't go anywhere with the stick n his azz and legs being held tight by Steve. Excel saw this and took advantage of the opentunity(opportunity), he moved the stick to about 2 1/2 ft. in that niggas ass,and this nigga was n serious pain cuz he was moving his head from side to side fast and bouncing it up and down and his thighs were tightening up n shit. But, the niggas butty wasn't bleeding. Excel was looking intense at the fucked up shit that was going on. The nigga was cheezn and showing them shiny gold teeth, licking his lips, and wiping the sweat to the back of his cornrolled braided head.

Excel suddenly removed the stick from Dj's ass and laid his dick straight n. He started humping that nigga like he was never going to fuck again. Dj turned his head to face the other wall away from us while Excel was dirty talking him. Take this dick, I'm gon fuck you til yo punk azz pass out. From the looks of it Dj wasn't far from passing out. Excel then did something strange, he bent Dj's legs towards his chest and turned his body so his ass was towards Dj's head and laid that dick n Dj again; this time I saw the print moving up and down the part wher Dj's ass was just turning into his ass cheeks. I had never seen anybody fuck a nigga like that. Ex had a v-shaped body, a six pack that look like mountains, cuz the nigga was a serious gym bum. I think he works out ive or six days a week, but the nigga only weighs about 130lbs. Dj was trying to push Excel off of him but he didn't know everytime he pushed Excel, Ex would sink deeper into him and Excel's dick was thick too. I swear the base of his dick was touching Dj's asshole everytime he plunged in. Ex closed his eyes and humped that ass for about four minutes in that position.

Excel stopped and changed positions. He rolled Dj on his side and positioned himself ontop of one of Dj's legs raising the other obove one of his shoulders exposing Dj's red enlarged hole. Excel slid his shined 10 inch snake back into Dj's ass pushing him into the door of the living room. Dj's head was bent inwards towards his chest, cuz Excel had his hands pint on his leg and holding them up with his shoulder. Excel murdered that shit, and Dj's azz was jiggling like jello at this point, then I noticed as Excel fucked Dj on the living room floor in front of everybody Steve was dozing off to sleep; Wess had crawled in a corner still recooperating from the severe dick down he had taken a while ago, and I was jacking my shit waiting for Reg to exit the bathroom; which I don't think he will with all the yelling and pain staking sounds Excel and Steve were extracting from these two niggas. Then, Excel started to grunt, and sigh, grunt and sigh, he started to take long deep thrusts into Dj, and banging his head against the door. The nigga was nuttn inside of Dj. Thats when I saw what I didn't, couldn't but want to believe.