THE CAST
"What's he mixed with?"
"I don't know…he was a gift."
"He looks like a lab-pitt mix, then again he looks 100% Red Nose."
"I just got him the other day."
"I was about to say, I've never seen you out here."
My friend said it was that easy. You want to attract a certain kind
of dude, by a certain kind of dog. I thought it was farfetched at
first but she did not lie. Guys love pitt bulls and if you are not
careful, anything can happen. The pitt bull "expert" I met at the
park can pass for a Greek God who was never before seen or heard
of. At 6'4 200lbs, he was a sight for eyes. While I made my way
around the park a couple of times (this was my first time here) to
check the "scene," Rico (the boy's name) caught my attention with his
looks and I must have caught his with my dog…or so I thought.
"What's his name?"
"How did you know it was a he?"
"He has a dick right?"
"OK you got me on that one. His name is Psi"
"Interesting…anything to do with the fraternity?"
"That I can't say."
"It's a cool name."
"What's your dog's name?"
"Her name is Simbia."
"That's different."
"I'm Rico…what's your name kid?
"Daunte."
Rico walked a round with me talking about pitt bulls, the care they
need, how to treat them, what not to do, the whole nine. He told me
there was a dog park where dogs could roam freely with other dogs,
but sometimes things get a little out of hand so he rarely goes in
unless no one else is there.
When we got to the "dog park" there was one person who was getting
ready to leave. He told me now was the best time to go in before
the "DOGS" get there. I was curious to find out who the "DOGS" were
and thought I would hang out for a little while. I was new to town
and really didn't know anyone except for my friend who lives here but
doesn't live here. He is a corporate attorney and he stays gone.
"A park for dogs, who would have thought."
"Yeah these days, anything is possible and nothing surprises me
anymore."
"Why?"
"Just the way of the world I guess…It's becoming too predictable."
"This is true."
"I mean think about it, all the stuff that's happening, you can
almost see what's next."
He had a point. The world in which we live now is nothing like it was
previously. We sat around on the picnic tables and talked for a
while. He told me he comes to the park to walk his dog, escape
reality, and SMOKE. I told him he could smoke anywhere. I knew he
meant smoke DANK but I had to keep the conversation going. He sensed
I wasn't from here and asked me how long I had been in town.
"I've been here about a week now. It's a change moving Miami to
Vermont."
"From HOT to COLD. You freaked me out for a second when I saw you."
"Why?"
"You are like black person number 10!"
"Yeah I know. If it wasn't for the job trust me I would have stayed
in Miami."
"What do you do if you don't mind me asking?"
"I'm an accountant for the Department of Defense…Airline Division."
"D A M N."
"What do you do?"
"If I told you…I would have to kill you."
"I'll take my chances."
"I sell drugs."
"WHOA!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Naw…it was a joke, I'm a Psychologist with the school system."
"Cool, sounds interesting."
"I get the run of the mill, which is why I come here."
After about an hour of "life" talk. Rico offered to show me around
town. I accepted and we left the park. On our way out…I found out who
the "DOGS" were: EIGHT ferocious pitt bulls with EIGHT equally
ferocious looking owners. I wanted to stay, but, I'm sure I'll run
across them again. Rico lived within walking distance from the park
and asked me if I wanted to walk to his place or drive. I told him I
could walk and he could take me back to my car later.
When we got to his place, I was blown away. Money is good up here,
and by the measure of his living space, it was well for Blacks. If I
knew this place existed, I would have been in this neighborhood
first. I forgot I had a dog and wasn't sure of what to do with him.
Rico has a kennel in the back of his house and told me he would be
fine there.
"Give me a second to change and we can dip."
"Take your time."
This place should be on MTV CRIBS. I won't go into detail, but this
place was out of sight. Rico came from downstairs (he turned the
basement into the master bedroom), and told me was ready. He came
back with a sweat suit on and told me we could go out through the
kitchen. When we got into the garage, I was floored: A BLACK MAN'S
WAGON (BMW) on one side and an Escalade EXT on the other.
"You pick."
"Pick what?
"Which ride we take."
"It doesn't matter."
"The car it is."
"ACTUALLY, since I almost got the Escalade, lets take that."
"COOL."
"You have a nice place. If I knew this place existed I might have
been your neighbor."
"It's never too late."
"This is true, but my place isn't too far from work so I'll stay."
"I figured I'll show you around town, and then we can hit one of the
local spots."
"Works…How many US's are at this local spot?"
"It is ours…the only one that's here, and it's for professional's
ONLY."
"MY KIND OF PLACE!!!!!!!!!!!"
"YEAH…after a while you get tired of the usual shake your booty
clubs."
"Don't exclude those…I still like to UNWIND sometime."
"Me too, but life goes deeper than BLING BLING."
"I can't tell BALLER."
"It's a story within a story."
"Save it for later."
This place was out of order. MEN and WOMEN of COLOR; WORKING men and
women of color I should say. Rico seems like a regular because as
soon as we walked in all eyes were on us.
"Hey Rico, we missed you for the conference call today baby."
"I took a day off, had some family stuff to get in order."
"I heard…I'm sorry to hear about your father."
"Thank's boo, but I'll be fine…and don't forget, you owe me."
DAMN she was off the hook fine. I can tell he already hit that. I
couldn't help but stare and I think she noticed.
"Who's your friend sugah?"
"Ladies and Gent's…this is Daunte."
"Hey Daunte…where did Rico find you?"
"Leave him alone…he's new in town…it's too early to break him in!"
((laughter))
"If you'll excuse us, we just making rounds. We we'll holla before we
go."
This is my kind of place. After working the room for about an hour
and a half, we checked out with Rico's friends and we left. After
drinking the apple martini's I was hungry and I noticed he was too.
"I know this place that serves HOT wings out of this world. You
hungry?"
"My stomach is walking ahead of us."
"COOL. We can get them to go and I'll drop you back to your car."
"Works."
After we grabbed the wings (THESE SHITS WERE HOT AND GOOD), dropped
me back to my ride. I had to go back and get Psi so I followed him
back home from the park. Once back at his place he invited me in for
a couple of minutes.
"You want to hang out for a while…since it's a Friday?"
"That's cool, I don't have anything to do being new here."
"Cool then. If you get too tired you can crash here."
"I was going to ask if it was OK because I live way across town and
the drinks got me."
"That's cool."
"I don't know…he was a gift."
"He looks like a lab-pitt mix, then again he looks 100% Red Nose."
"I just got him the other day."
"I was about to say, I've never seen you out here."
My friend said it was that easy. You want to attract a certain kind
of dude, by a certain kind of dog. I thought it was farfetched at
first but she did not lie. Guys love pitt bulls and if you are not
careful, anything can happen. The pitt bull "expert" I met at the
park can pass for a Greek God who was never before seen or heard
of. At 6'4 200lbs, he was a sight for eyes. While I made my way
around the park a couple of times (this was my first time here) to
check the "scene," Rico (the boy's name) caught my attention with his
looks and I must have caught his with my dog…or so I thought.
"What's his name?"
"How did you know it was a he?"
"He has a dick right?"
"OK you got me on that one. His name is Psi"
"Interesting…anything to do with the fraternity?"
"That I can't say."
"It's a cool name."
"What's your dog's name?"
"Her name is Simbia."
"That's different."
"I'm Rico…what's your name kid?
"Daunte."
Rico walked a round with me talking about pitt bulls, the care they
need, how to treat them, what not to do, the whole nine. He told me
there was a dog park where dogs could roam freely with other dogs,
but sometimes things get a little out of hand so he rarely goes in
unless no one else is there.
When we got to the "dog park" there was one person who was getting
ready to leave. He told me now was the best time to go in before
the "DOGS" get there. I was curious to find out who the "DOGS" were
and thought I would hang out for a little while. I was new to town
and really didn't know anyone except for my friend who lives here but
doesn't live here. He is a corporate attorney and he stays gone.
"A park for dogs, who would have thought."
"Yeah these days, anything is possible and nothing surprises me
anymore."
"Why?"
"Just the way of the world I guess…It's becoming too predictable."
"This is true."
"I mean think about it, all the stuff that's happening, you can
almost see what's next."
He had a point. The world in which we live now is nothing like it was
previously. We sat around on the picnic tables and talked for a
while. He told me he comes to the park to walk his dog, escape
reality, and SMOKE. I told him he could smoke anywhere. I knew he
meant smoke DANK but I had to keep the conversation going. He sensed
I wasn't from here and asked me how long I had been in town.
"I've been here about a week now. It's a change moving Miami to
Vermont."
"From HOT to COLD. You freaked me out for a second when I saw you."
"Why?"
"You are like black person number 10!"
"Yeah I know. If it wasn't for the job trust me I would have stayed
in Miami."
"What do you do if you don't mind me asking?"
"I'm an accountant for the Department of Defense…Airline Division."
"D A M N."
"What do you do?"
"If I told you…I would have to kill you."
"I'll take my chances."
"I sell drugs."
"WHOA!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Naw…it was a joke, I'm a Psychologist with the school system."
"Cool, sounds interesting."
"I get the run of the mill, which is why I come here."
After about an hour of "life" talk. Rico offered to show me around
town. I accepted and we left the park. On our way out…I found out who
the "DOGS" were: EIGHT ferocious pitt bulls with EIGHT equally
ferocious looking owners. I wanted to stay, but, I'm sure I'll run
across them again. Rico lived within walking distance from the park
and asked me if I wanted to walk to his place or drive. I told him I
could walk and he could take me back to my car later.
When we got to his place, I was blown away. Money is good up here,
and by the measure of his living space, it was well for Blacks. If I
knew this place existed, I would have been in this neighborhood
first. I forgot I had a dog and wasn't sure of what to do with him.
Rico has a kennel in the back of his house and told me he would be
fine there.
"Give me a second to change and we can dip."
"Take your time."
This place should be on MTV CRIBS. I won't go into detail, but this
place was out of sight. Rico came from downstairs (he turned the
basement into the master bedroom), and told me was ready. He came
back with a sweat suit on and told me we could go out through the
kitchen. When we got into the garage, I was floored: A BLACK MAN'S
WAGON (BMW) on one side and an Escalade EXT on the other.
"You pick."
"Pick what?
"Which ride we take."
"It doesn't matter."
"The car it is."
"ACTUALLY, since I almost got the Escalade, lets take that."
"COOL."
"You have a nice place. If I knew this place existed I might have
been your neighbor."
"It's never too late."
"This is true, but my place isn't too far from work so I'll stay."
"I figured I'll show you around town, and then we can hit one of the
local spots."
"Works…How many US's are at this local spot?"
"It is ours…the only one that's here, and it's for professional's
ONLY."
"MY KIND OF PLACE!!!!!!!!!!!"
"YEAH…after a while you get tired of the usual shake your booty
clubs."
"Don't exclude those…I still like to UNWIND sometime."
"Me too, but life goes deeper than BLING BLING."
"I can't tell BALLER."
"It's a story within a story."
"Save it for later."
This place was out of order. MEN and WOMEN of COLOR; WORKING men and
women of color I should say. Rico seems like a regular because as
soon as we walked in all eyes were on us.
"Hey Rico, we missed you for the conference call today baby."
"I took a day off, had some family stuff to get in order."
"I heard…I'm sorry to hear about your father."
"Thank's boo, but I'll be fine…and don't forget, you owe me."
DAMN she was off the hook fine. I can tell he already hit that. I
couldn't help but stare and I think she noticed.
"Who's your friend sugah?"
"Ladies and Gent's…this is Daunte."
"Hey Daunte…where did Rico find you?"
"Leave him alone…he's new in town…it's too early to break him in!"
((laughter))
"If you'll excuse us, we just making rounds. We we'll holla before we
go."
This is my kind of place. After working the room for about an hour
and a half, we checked out with Rico's friends and we left. After
drinking the apple martini's I was hungry and I noticed he was too.
"I know this place that serves HOT wings out of this world. You
hungry?"
"My stomach is walking ahead of us."
"COOL. We can get them to go and I'll drop you back to your car."
"Works."
After we grabbed the wings (THESE SHITS WERE HOT AND GOOD), dropped
me back to my ride. I had to go back and get Psi so I followed him
back home from the park. Once back at his place he invited me in for
a couple of minutes.
"You want to hang out for a while…since it's a Friday?"
"That's cool, I don't have anything to do being new here."
"Cool then. If you get too tired you can crash here."
"I was going to ask if it was OK because I live way across town and
the drinks got me."
"That's cool."
had a drink of Hypnotiq (with Hennessey) and mid way between the
movie, I think we were both pretty blown: he from the weed and me
from the "contact and the "HULK." Rico went to go piss and when he
came back, he had on a wife beater and some boxers. My eye's got wide
and I was kind of embarrassed. I think he noticed and played it off.
"My bad, I forgot you don't have anything to sleep in. I usually
sleep nude."
"Don't let me wreck your flow. A pair of shorts and I'll be fine."
"It'll have to be sweats because I'm a little taller and bigger than
you are."
"That's even better. I won't have them on too long because I sleep
nude to."
"OK."
I went into the bathroom, changed out (left my boxers off on purpose)
and came back to the movie room. When I got back, Rico was out of the
wife beater and put on a straight FLICK. I can tell he was high as a
kite and I was drunk as kuta brown.
"Damn we went from AMC Rated R to X-rated at home."
"My bad…I hope I'm not offending you."
"Man this is your crib, do your thing. I'll leave you to it."
"I'll show you where you can sleep."
"COOL."
"I'm turning in soon also, but I have to get this nutt first."
"I feel you."
I wanted to watch him jack his dick, but it was too soon in the game.
I wasn't sure if he was throwing bait or not. When he showed me to
the guest room and left. I stripped down bucket naked, and crawled in
bed. I was exhausted, my head was throbbing and I just wanted to
sleep. After about 15 minutes, I got up, threw back on the sweat
pants and went back out to see if Rico had something for a headache.
I wasn't expecting to see what I saw when I went back into the room.
The Flick went from Dick fucking Jane to Dick Fucking Dick in the
ass. Yeah…a gay flick.
"Hey Rico…I don't mean to bother you but do you have anything for a
headache?"
"Yeah, let me get it."
IT WAS BAIT EARLIER. He played it off or he was pretty high.
"Too bad I don't have boxers your size because you free-ballin."
"My bad, it's hard to piss when yo dick on hard."
"I know, once you take that shit, you'll forget you have to piss and
yo head hurt."
"Don't knock me out for good, I just want to sleep."
"You will, and don't piss on my bed."
"Fuck you dude…I'm a little too old for that."
"Don't nutt on my bed either."
"I'll try not to."
"If you do…it will be on."
"Don't tell me that…I love being told what I can't do."
"You want to see what will happen if you do?"
With that said, Rico grabbed my dick thru the sweats and started
rubbing the length. It was still growing as he was rubbing. At full
mast, I have 8.5 inches uncut and thick. Rico's dick slipped out the
hole of the boxers and there it was…a full nine cut inches. It wasn't
thick, but long. He came in closer and we kissed like a guy kisses a
girl for the first time. It was long, tongue filled, and soft. The
man has skills. He whispered in my ear how tight of a body I had. I'm
6'2 and about 170 lbs of muscle (but I'm slim). I'm mixed with black
and Cuban but the black is the dominant color of my skin. The Cuban
comes out in my eyes and other features.
After the kissing, Rico put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me
down slowly. When I came eye to eye with his dick, I licked the head
and up and down the shaft until I got to the point where his nuts met
his dick. I sensed the sensation he was getting because he almost
fell on the floor. I sucked back up the bottom of his dick and took
it in my mouth; twirling the head in under my tongue and making him
grab me tighter. After I sucked for some more minutes, he pulled me
up, pushed me on the chair and told me to sit back.
"I don't get fucked and I don't fuck."
"That's cool, neither do I."
"I just like to suck dick and if you sit back I promise you…that
headache will be gone."
He didn't lie. He sucked the head of my dick with the foreskin pulled
back and I almost lost it. He deep throated me 4 times over the
course of licking my nuts, the head, the shaft, and the length.
Somehow we ended up in a 69 and we sucked each other's dick for
almost 15 minutes straight. I could sense Rico was close because he
started moving on the floor like he was about to die. After a second
he shouted he was about to nut and he did…EVERYWHERE. The sight of
him made me nut also. I shot all across the floor, on his chest, and
in his face.
"D A M N dude I needed that shit."
"I guess I did too."
"You guess, nigga you got nut in my face."
"My bad."
"It's cool, we can hop in the shower and you can wash it off."
"You ready for that…you know I love a challenge."
"Come wit it."
