Chapter 1: Introduction
Jamie was lighting up the cigarette, and he was surprised to feel someone bump into him. He turned around to see some black guy 6’2” or so with sleek black hair and piercing brown eyes, grinning at him warmly. Jamie smiled nervously, his feminine voice almost girlish.
"Hey there, handsome," the guy said, leaning warmly against Jamie, who shivered at the stranger's touch. The guy must've noticed Jamie's quiver, because he added, "Is that nose ring new?" before taking a drag on his own cigarette, his Adam's apple bobbing rhythmically.
Jamie's heart fluttered. He felt small. So small.
That's what Jamie felt as the enigmatic stranger touched his arm, his warm fingers grazing the delicate bones beneath Jamie's translucent skin. "'S isn't it new?" the man purred, and Jamie, lost in the hypnotic sound of those brown eyes, couldn't help but shake his head, denying the stranger even as he longed to please.
The stranger leaned in, and Jamie felt a shiver run down his spine as the man's warm lips met his ear, whispering, "Can I buy you a drink, cutie?"
It was then that Jamie remembered his manners, and he looked up into those piercing eyes, catching a glimpse of a dimple in the stranger's left cheek.
"Sure," Jamie replied breathlessly, his cheeks flushed as he felt a tingling sensation between his legs.
The stranger smiled, and Jamie felt his heart flutter in response. After being told his name, Tyrone, Jamie had drink after drink until he was so fucking drunk he was crying and giggling. Tyrone drove him back him, and they smoked some cigarettes together. "You're fucking gorgeous, Jamie," he said, taking a drag from his cancer stick. The ash fell off like snow, and Jamie noticed the black guy's fingers were stained yellow.
"Fuck, Tyrone, you don't play games, huh?" Jamie exclaimed, smirking and lighting another cigarette. He leaned against the grey brick building and looked into Tyrone's eyes again. The connection was undeniable; they both felt it.
Tyrone leaned in, brushing his lips against Jamie's, who moaned softly, welcoming the contact. Tyrone's fingers traced Jamie's jawline, and he deepened the kiss, biting Jamie's bottom lip before soothing it with his tongue. Jamie's whole body shuddered, and he wrapped his arms around Tyrone's neck, holding him close.
Tyrone's hands traveled down Jamie's slender frame, squeezing his waist before reaching for the hem of his skirt.
With a swift motion, he tugged the material up, revealing the delicate lace of Jamie's panties underneath. Jamie gasped, both surprised and aroused by Tyrone's sexual aggression.
"God, you look so goddamn sexy, Jamie," Tyrone growled, the tenderness of his words belied by the roughness in his tone. He leaned in for another kiss, pushing Jamie back against the cool grey brick, his erection pressing against Jamie's thigh.
Jamie wrapped his legs around Tyrone's waist, grinding against him as his tongue danced with Tyrone's.
Tyrone's hands wandered, exploring every inch of Jamie's exposed skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. Jamie arched his back as Tyrone reached higher, cupping one of his pert breasts through the thin fabric of his bra.
Tyrone's thumb rubbed in slow circles over Jamie's nipple, making Jamie moan into his mouth. Jamie was so drunk and he just wanted Tyrone to fuck him senseless. "Tyrone, I want you to fuck me," Jamie slurred. The words came out more desperate than he hoped for, but the heat in Tyrone's gaze told Jamie he wouldn't care.
Tyrone chuckled lowly and grabbed Jamie's thighs, squeezing gently, and then hoisting him up. Jamie wrapped his legs around Tyrone's waist as Tyrone ground his erection against Jamie's core. Jamie moaned loudly, biting his lip to keep quiet as the passion swept over him. Jamie's fat ass jiggled as Tyrone's massive hairy black cock looked for his shitter. The tip found his tight asshole, before he rammed it all the way in. His balls smacked into Jamie as his dick smashed into his prostate. Jamie screamed in pleasure and in pain, his whole body trembling as Tyrone's massive cock stretched him out.
"Oh god, yes, fuck me harder, Ty!" Jamie panted. His limbs shook as adrenaline coursed through him. He felt high, like he was above his body, watching as Tyrone pounded into him relentlessly. He didn't care about the bruises forming on his waist or the raw feeling deep inside. The pain was just adding to Jamie's pleasure.
Suddenly, Tyrone pulled out and slammed Jamie against the wall.
The impact jolted Jamie's brain, and his mind swam with intoxicating pleasure. Tyrone pinned Jamie's wrists above his head, grinding the length of his cock against Jamie's, making him whimper.
"Please, Ty, I want you back inside me," Jamie pleaded, his voice shaky with desire.
Tyrone smirked, and Jamie trembled. He was so turned on by Tyrone's dominance, the way he overpowered Jamie despite his attempts to keep a strong, confident persona.
Tyrone was too much to resist - he was a real man, Jamie thought, confident and masculine, the kind of man that Jamie had always desired. And now, with Tyrone's hard cock pressing against him, Jamie whimpered, the anticipation building inside him.
Tyrone let go of Jamie's wrists, then gave one more longing look before lunging for Jamie's open mouth again. The alcohol on their breath mingled, the sensation of their lips crashing against one another intoxicating, Jamie's head spinning.