End of the Week

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End of the WeekErnest Gaines, known by most as ‘E’ or ‘Big’, bounded down the corridors of Presbyterian Regional Medical Center wheeling a patient towards discharge. It was shortly before 8:00 a.m. on Saturday which meant this was his final task of his shift. He made it to the waiting area and brought the chair to a stop as the elderly man peered out the window for his family.“What’s going on,” a fellow orderly asked.“Can’t call it,” E replied.“I hear ya, man. You gettin’ off soon?”“Yeah. Goin’ to the crib and chill. Got three in a row off.”“I’d do that. But I got too many people at home to get any down time,” the redneck added.The old man grunted. Big glanced out and saw a white SUV parked in front. He lurched forward through the sliding doors and helped the gray haired soul stand. The family fussed over their loved one and finally got him nestled in the safety of the vehicle. Once E made it back inside the lobby, there was a third orderly waiting. This one, Wendell, was a longtime friend. They played high school football together and even sold dope together for a while back in the day. Both in their late thirties, they had never really known much strife in their friendship.“My man,” grinned Wendell.“Wassup, Dell,” E greeted him.“Shit, man. Tryna finish this double.“I’m bout to head out.”“Take it easy.”“Bet.”With that Big disappeared down the hallway.“E must have it made,” the white orderly said to Wendell.“Whatchu mean?”“He’s always smiling. I got three greedy k**s, a nagging wife, and an ungrateful mother-in-law at the house. I hate leaving here.”“He got it like most of us, man. But at the end of the week, his girl is busy doin’ hair so he can pretty much do what he want.”E clocked out and walked to the employee parking lot. He started up his metallic brown 2003 Chevy Trailblazer. After setting his playlist, the five-foot-eleven-inch, two-hundred-forty-pound, brown-skinned, bald head man, whizzed away. He made a stop at the convenience store down the street from his house to grab a few items – a case of Bud Light, a pack of Twizzlers, and a pair of cigarillos. The candy, of course, was for his girlfriend, Mona. The beer and smokes were all his. With any luck, and he knew it would be so, she would be already be gone and there would be a plate of bacon waiting in the microwave.Big canlı kaçak bahis pulled into the driveway of the cozy three bedroom ranch. He unlocked the door and walked in to smell the pork. He was thrilled. He threw his beer into the fridge and pulled a towel from the linen closet. He washed up in the shower quickly and wrapped damp cloth around his waist. He grabbed a cold one and his stash of weed so he could roll his blunt. Satisfied, he went out onto the covered patio and began to blaze but not before grabbing another brewsky. He had worked his way through a good half of the loud and was now feeling pretty good. It was time for another beer. As he popped this one open, he walked down the hall. He peered through one of the bedroom doors and saw a figured hunched up beneath the sheets. It was Mona’s son, Faison. He was a high school freshman that lived during the week with his grandmother to take advantage of a better school district. Faison would come to stay with Mona and E beginning Friday nights and usually until Monday morning. “You sleep,” E asked.“No, Big. I’m up,” the star pupil replied softly.“Then why are you still in bed?”“I was just relaxing.”“Okay. Well, I’ll let you be.”“Don’t be like that. Come here.”E dropped his towel and moved towards the full size bed. Faison lifted the covers revealing his slender waist and ample yellow ass.“I like them thongs,” Big beamed.“I thought you would. I stole them out of Stacia’s drawer,” Faison admitted referring to his slightly older cousin that also lived with his grandmother during the week for the school arrangement.“Good boi!”Big squeezed and spanked Faison’s juicy booty while the sissy bottom kneaded the grown man dick. Soon Faison had maneuvered under the covers so he was sucking on the eight inch pole. Faison had become quite the expert in fellatio since they began fucking 18 months prior. This was the day of the week both of them looked forward to the most. Big let out a loud groan as Faison tickled his balls used his mouth like a Hoover. “Ahhhhh fuck! Got damn,” E yelled. “I’m bout to bust. Ahhhh shit! Ah shit! Ahhhhhhhhh!”Faison swallowed every drop and appeared from under the covers. “Want another beer, Daddy,” he inquired.E watched his girlfriend’s effeminate son switch away and thought about how sexually in sync online bahis they were. His mind drifted back to the first one-on-one conversation he ever had with Faison. At the time, he had only been dating Mona for a few months. And this was the first, they were alone. Faison had asked, “Why do they call you ‘Big’?” E replied it was due to his body mass. A very precocious Faison shot back with his signature lisp, “That’s probably not the only reason.” E laughed and asked told him it was nothing to concern himself with. Faison snapped, “Then I must be wrong.” He then walked away. From that moment forward, the femboi had emblazoned himself in E’s mind. It was until two weeks later that E had caught Faison watching him in the shower that they began to fuck. But, it was nonstop since then.Faison returned with the beer and also the remainder of the blunt. E knew his sissy wanted a hit. So he opened his can and lit up. He puffed a couple of times before passing it over. As he downed his beverage, he watched fairy dance for him. “I’ma fuck the shit outta you,” E declared.“Really, Big,” purred the vixen. “You gonna fuck my girly boi faggot pussy.”“Hell yeah!”“Fuck me like a little bitch?”“Hell yeah, bitch,” E said stroking his dick.“I been waiting all week for your big grown man dick in my tight little pussy.”“You betta not be givin’ my pussy away ‘cross town neither.”“I’m not, Daddy.”“If I find out you got some other nigga fuckin’ you, I’ma whoop that ass.”“Yes sir.”Faison turned around and touched his toes so that his bubble butt was poking in the air. Big walked up behind him and delivered a powerful slap to each generous ass cheek. Then, the strong, husky man grabbed Faison’s waist grinding his manhood against the twink. “That pussy hot,” E announced. He slid the thong aside and began working his shaft inside Faison’s hole. He could feel the waif wince. It gave him no pause as pushed deeper and deeper inch by inch. His right hand gripped Faison’s slender neck as he angled up the pretty face to look in the mirror.“Look at this big body nigga fuck yo’ li’l sissy ass,” E grunted as he plowed away.“Mmhmmmm,” Faison whimpered as he was being choked.“You my bitch!”“Yes sir!”“My li’l faggot boi pussy bitch!”Big hammered Faison with no thought of being gentle. The best part of fucking this youngster makrobet güvenilir mi was the ability to treat him like a rag doll thrashing him this way and that all over the house. “Get on the edge of the bed,” Big ordered. Faison hopped on the mattress and tooted his ass up. E went back to work slamming his fat cock in and out of Faison’s creamy rectum. “That li’l ass feel good.”The next thing either of them knew was that Faison was in a handstand as E smashed the teenage faggot booty hole. “Take that dick.” E encouraged him loving every moment. “I got you thinkin’ you a real girl, faggot!”“Yes, Big! I’m a real girl for you!”“Damn right. That li’l young boi pussy feel so good.”“Fuck me, Big! Fuck me, Daddy! Give it to your sissy ass pussyboi.”“Hell yeah!”E picked Faison up and pressed the boi’s back against the wall as he continued the anal assault. “Kiss daddy with them pretty girly ass lips,” he commanded. Faison locked onto E and sucked on his tongue. The feeling of Big’s scratchy mustache against his smooth face was intoxicating. His butt hole was squeaking and talking. He rubbed E’s manly back and bald head with his soft hands. “Fuck me,” he crowed. “I woulda been left yo’ mama if it wunt for you,” E confessed now carrying the boi towards the door still bouncing him on his dick.“Oh really,” inquired Faison.“Hell yeah! This good pussy keep a nigga at home.”“Oh, Big,” Faison blushed.They ended up in the kitchen where E opened the fridge. Faison knew the routine well enough that he extracted another beer and opened it for his for his daddy. E propped Faison up on the counter while thrusting away downing alcohol. E carried Faison back to his bedroom and sat down so that the sissy was now riding him. “Bounce on that dick, bitch!”Faison jumped up and down. E massaged his buttocks. They were in heaven. Suddenly, E threw Faison on his back. The rickety bed frame screeched as E slammed with all might. He clawed at E’s massive Pecs and arms. E was now long stroking him. It was as intense as ever.“Gimme that big grown man dick,” Faison begged.“You like this grown dick in your pussy.”“Oh yes, Big! I love that big grown nigga dick in faggot pussy.”“Ahhhhh shit, faggot! Ahhhh shit!!!!”Big’s body was dripping tons of sweat onto the 14 year old sissy boi. He tightened and all of his weight seemed to funnel through his dick as he shot forth a huge load inside the now open booty hole. He fell to the side and let out an enormous roar.“Whew! I needed that,” Big huffed.“Me too,” Faison replied. “Round one down. Two more to go.”

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