Across the Street

Kendall Simmons walked outside of the house he shared with his parents and nephews. The six-foot-three-inch, two-hundred-thirty-pound, brown-skinned brotha looked across the street. He was 31 years old and had just gotten back from the state penitentiary a few months ago. He saw a very light-skinned boy with green eyes in the yard. Kendall waved at him. The femboi returned the favor. Kendall motioned for him to come over.

The redbone switched over.

“Hi,” the sissy started.
“Hello,” Kendall said. “What’s yah name?”
“I’m Olario.”
“Okay. How old you is?”
“I’m nineteen. How old are you?”
“Shit…I’m thirty-one.”
“Very nice. I like what I see.”
“Oh fah real, boi?”
“Yes, sir,” Olario winked.

“I’ma let you know right now. I was just got outta prison a month ago,” Kendall shared. “If you had been in the joint, I woulda been fuckin’ that pretty ass.”
“Oh for real, Daddy,” Olario inquired. “Maybe you’ll fuck it soon.”
“Bet.”

That night, Kendall ran across the street. He picked the lock of the house. He found his way into the master bedroom and pumped in the homemade sleeping gas he had made.

Olario’s parents were completely incapacitated now.

Kendall went up the stairs.

The prison thug found his boi’s room. He pushed the pillow into Olario’s face. The five-foot-six-inch, slender pussyboi began to scream. It was to no avail because Kendall was using all his might to subdue the bitch.

“You just the kinda bitch niggas be ownin’ in prison,” Kendall said.
“Oh stop,” Olario protested.
“Shut the fuck up, bitch!”
“Stop!”
“Bitch, I said shut the fuck up,” Kendall answered slapping the young boi.

Kendall spit on his six-and-a-half-inch, overly thick dick and slid it inside the yellow pussyboi.

“You like this prison nigga rapin’ that faggit ass, slut,” Kendall asked.
“Stop…Please…Stop,” Olario pleaded.
“Fuck you, bitch! You a faggit fuck slut pussy boi. All mine!”
“Please….It hurts!”
“I’on give a fuck boi! You my bitch now.”
“Damn, please stop!”
“Can’t nobody hear yo’ ass scream! I’m ownin’ that cunt tonight, bitch!”

“Oh, please! It hurts,” cried out Olario.
“Shut up,” Kendal howled slapping the boi again. “I done told you li’l pretty ass. You my fag. Prison rules in this muh-fucka, boi!”
“Yes sir,” the pussyboi began to accept his fate.
“You like this fat, Black dick in that redbone boipussy?”
“Yes, sir! Fuck me like I’m your cell mate. Make me a prison bitch!”

“Ahhhhhh! Hell yeah, you girly ass sissy cunt! Take this Black dick,” Kendall yelled.
“Oh yes! Fuck me harder.”
“You like being a prison sissy, dontcha? My li’l ass light-skin faggit fuck toy.”
“Yassssss! Yasssssss! Fuck me!”
“Got damn bitch. I’m finna nut!”
“Oh Kendal!”
“Shit, boi! Here it comes.”

Kendall shot a huge load inside Olario’s wet ass.

“I own you now, bitch,” Kendall declared.