Bad Date
“So we have the chicken marsala and pork choppers,” the server called back looking at each person when their entree was announced. “And also a house salad and a Caesar salad. I’ll be back shortly.”
“Those nails are a bit much,” shared the woman with long wine-tinted hair and lustrous yellowish-brown skin.
“Oh he a li’l zesty, but I’m not worried about him. I’m busy looking at you,” replied the athletically-built man, licking his lips.
“Aren’t you sweet.”
“I try.”
“I see,” she smirked.
“Do you want some wine to go with your meal?”
“I’m not really drinking this month.”
“That’s what’s up.”
“Do you drink wine, Javon?”
“Naw. Haven’t developed a taste for it.”
“Why’d you ask if I wanted some?”
“I just know a lot of people like a glass with their fancy meals.”
“Fancy,” she scoffed.
“I didn’t mean it like that. I meant like you know, not regular American food.”
“I get it.”
“Cool. Looks like our salads are coming.”
“Here you go. House with ranch for you, miss. And a Caesar for the caesar,” chuckled the waiter.
“Thanks,” Javon said.
“I’ll be right back with some refills.”
“Oh,” added the lady. “May we have some more bread.”
“Absolutely! Coming right up.”
The pair continued dining and when the dessert cart came they decided to split a tiramisu.
Javon’s date excused herself to go to the restroom. She returned and they began working on the confection. “This has been a lovely evening. I’m going to catch a ride back home. Maybe we can do this again sometime.”
This hit the man like a ton of bricks, but he kept his game face. “I’m happy to give you a ride back.”
“No thanks! It’s pulling up in a couple minutes. I appreciate everything,” she refused, sliding out of the booth and taking her purse with her.
The server returned asking if he was ready for the check. Javon indicated he was.
“Where’d she run off to,” the employee inquired when presenting the bill.
“Seems like we didn’t hit it off. She caught a ride home.”
“Hashtag rude. I’m sorry.”
“It’s all good. I’d rather know sooner than later.”
“Smart man. Be right back.”
The waiter brought the bill and a drink. “You look like a whisky kinda guy.”
“Yeah! I like brown.”
“Great. This is our ‘il mulo’. Whisky. Ginger beer. Simple syrup and lime. It’s quite refreshing. Enjoy!”
“I didn’t order this.”
“I know. We get two free staff drinks per week. And I’m giving one to you.”
“You ain’t have to do all that.”
“Well I wanted to. I didn’t want to send you away on a low note.”
“You good people,” he paused, taking a sip. “That’s pretty good! What was your name again?”
“Shai,” the slender cutie with the bouncy Afro and shimmering deep complexion shared.
“Thanks for the drink, Shai! I’m Javon.”
“Nice to meet you.”
“Same here.”
Javon took a look at the tab and pulled out a few crisp bills. He placed them inside the holder and handed it back to Shai. “Keep the change,” he smiled.
“Thank you so much! Take your time and have a great evening!”
“I don't know what to do now. Guess I’m finna go home and handle this myself.”
“Oh no! I’m sure you don’t have to be alone if you don’t want to.”
“Guess I just have to find the right girl…”
“Or boi,” Shai’s voice trailed off, batting his eyelashes.
“Hmmph,” he grunted. He looked from side to side. Then, he licked his lips. “You think so?”
“Oh yes sir!”
“And where might I find one of these boys,” he whispered, leaning forward.
“They’re usually right there for the taking.”
“What time do you get off?”
“You are my last table,” giggled the waiter.
“Well why don’t you clock out and we can discuss this somewhere else?”
“Okay.”
Javon was waiting in his dark blue Chevy Camaro when he saw Shai darting through the parking lot.
“How you doin’, twinkle toes,” chortled Javon.
“Whaaaaat,” Shai gasped. “Not you reading my run.”
“That was you running,” he buckled over. “It was just so zesty. My bad!”
“It’s cool. I know I’m real gay.”
“So you tryna show me just how gay?”
“I’d love to.”
“You got your own spot?”
“No, sir! But my roommate doesn’t care.”
“Well, I got hotel room in case that bitch wanted to fuck. So we can go there if it’s cool.”
“Totally.”
“Bet. You need to stop by the store and get anything?”
“Can we swing by my apartment real quick then I can grab my duffle and it has everything I need. It’s not far.”
Javon shifted the car into first gear and headed out of the parking lot. “Just so you know I ain’t never did this before.”
“Oh really? Why are you looking to do it now?”
The man shrugged his shoulders. “Something different I guess.”
“Oh okay.”
“And I peeped that you’re a thick skinny.”
“Awwww…Thank you. Take a right and then make a left at the third light onto Wesson.”
Shai exited the vehicle and scurried up the steps. He disappeared for about seven minutes before returning with a bag strewn across his slight shoulders.
Javon gawked at the difference this stop had made. The waiter now wore a yellow graphic T-shirt, some itty bitty shorts, and he had a hot pink bag strewn across his slight frame. But there were these big titties bouncing as sashayed back to the sports car. Plus, he had on a honey-blonde kinky curly wig.
“She’d really be hating on you now,” he grinned at the passenger, offering the blunt he’d been smoking..
“Who,” Shai accepted the doobie.
“Ol’ girl I was with.”
“You think?”
“Hell yeah! She said some shit about your nails.”
“I thought hers were nice.”
“She thought yours were ‘too much’.” he made an air quote gesture with his right hand.
“She can think whatever she likes. What did you think?”
“I wasn’t paying you that much attention until she mentioned it. I thought you were zesty. And I was right.”
Shai giggled. “You love calling me that.”
“I don’t mean no offense. You look just like a woman right now. These titties are nice,” he squeezed one. “They feel real too! You got this dick so hard.”
“Thank you!”
Javon pulled over at a convenience store. “Do you drink anything?”
“If they got something like a fuzzy navel.”
He went inside and collected a number of items. At the register, he added five honey packs.
“Busy night,” smirked the bull of a cashier.
“I got this baddie waitin’,” he stood a bit taller.
He rushed back out to the car and sped off to the hotel.
Shai excused himself to the restroom while Javon cracked open a can of beer and turned on the TV.
“You ready for me,” called out the crossdresser.
“Hell yeah,” Javon stood up, now naked.
“Damn! You have a great body and big ol’ dick, daddy!”
“Thank you, baby,” he hugged her. “It’s all yours!”
“Oh yeah,” knelt Shai.
“Hell yeah! I like this li’l school girl outfit too!”
The sissy began stroking and sucking the majestic member.
Javon groaned with delight. “Suck that dick, bitch! Show me how a zesty bitch sucks dick! Deep as you can, baby! Yeah! Gag on that dick, twinkle toes!”
Slobber was everywhere as Shai swallowed a good five-sixths of the sizable shaft.
Javon hefted the twink onto the bed. “Get on your back. I wanna titty fuck you!”
“Hell yeah,” the femboy squirmed into place.
Javon slapped the jiggly mounds with his generous tool.
Shai opened his mouth and spat and sucked as the man piston fucked his silicone breastplate.
“Ooh shit! You got me titty fucking yo’ zesty ass!”
“Yes, daddy! My zesty ass,” giggled the bottom slut.
“Fuck yeah!”
“I…love...this…dick,” Shai panted between strokes.
“You gon’ let me fuck you?”
“Yes, sir!”
“On your knees,” Javon ordered.
“Ooh,” winced Shai as his inner sanctum was impaled by a battering ram.
“I’ma be gentle, zesty. Relax!”
“Yes, sir.”
“Awww yeah! Just like that! Breathe, baby!”
Javon made it to the hilt and started rocking side to side. He pulled out slightly and pushed back in.
Shai moaned with delight.
Javon picked up the pace and gave longer strokes..
“Ooh, daddy,” cooed Shai. “You knew somebody was gettin’ fucked tonight, didn’t you, daddy?”
“Hell yeah!”
“All that money you paid for that date and she bolted. Sorry ass bitch!”
Javon hammered harder, “Shit yeah! She made me have to fuck a zesty ass bitch with fake titties!”
“Yes she did! Fuck me! Fuck this zesty ass!”
“Hell yeah! Take this dick!”
“Fuck me,” wailed the effeminate one.
“You like this dick, zesty?”
“I love that dick!”
“Oh you do? You do???” He changed up the tempo.
“Yes, daddy! You like how that boipussy feels?”
“I do,” he strained. “I really do, baby!”
“And these fake titties.”
“They so fuckin’ sexy! Just bouncing and shit,” he smacked them for good measure.
“That dumb bitch got a sexy ass straight man fucking my zesty ass!”
“She sho’ do!”
“How does it feel on your straight man dick?”
“It feels good!”
“Is it better than pussy?”
“I don’t wanna say, baby,” he tensed.
“It’s better than girl pussy, isn’t Javon,” Shai stroked Javon’s fresh fade.
“It is,” he roared.
“Fuck this zesty boipussy!”
“Hell yeah!”
Javon heaved and his manhood mightily. Shai angled up to meet his thrusts. Their bodies danced in an erotic choreography as the big dicked dom rolled them over so that now Shai was on top.
“Ride this dick, zesty,” instructed Javon.
Shai jumped up and down as if it were a trampoline. Javon fondled the rubber bazoongas as they flopped all over the place.
“You taking this dick,” he boomed.
“Oh yes, daddy! This straight dick is so good! Give it to me!”
“That’s what you like? Straight dick?”
“Yes, sir!”
“It's your straight dick, baby! Fuck!”
“Ooh ooh ooh!”
Javon bucked upwards ensuring the entirety of his meat was inside the dainty boy’s rectum. He sat up and held onto Shai’s back with intensity. They remained locked in this position until Javon turned to sit on the edge of the bed and stood up. He slid the restaurant worker up and down his swollen flesh while carrying him across the room. He leaned Shai against a wall and methodically ground into the wet hole.
Pffffffffffffffft. Pffffffffffffffft. Pffffffffffffffft. Pffffffffffffffft. Pffffffffffffffft.
Shai’s tender rectum farted repeatedly.
“That boipussy talkin’ to daddy,” Javon lit up. “You like that dick, huh?”
“I love this straight dick! You like this gay ass?”
“I love this gay zesty ass!”
“Big straight dick in my gay booty!”
“Fuck yeah! Big titty zesty muthafucka!”
“Yaaaaaaasssss!”
Pffffffffffffffft. Pffffffffffffffft. Pffffffffffffffft. Pffffffffffffffft. Pffffffffffffffft.
Javon kept bouncing Shai as he maneuvered towards the couch. He bent the pillow biter over the arm and thundered back inside the gaping poop shoot.
“Ooh wee,” squealed the gender bender. “Fuck me, daddy!”
“This boipussy is so good! Take this dick!”
“It feels so good, Javon!”
“Yes it does, zesty! You like this straight dick?”
“Oh my god! Yes, daddy! Give it to me!”
“Take it, baby!”
Javon pulled Shai up by the neck and nibbled it fiercely. He piledrove himself into the soft, demi-boy. “Ahhhhhhhhhh! Arrrrrggggghhhhhhhhh,” he boomed as his balls erupted.
Shai purred with pleasure as he felt his interior flood with gooey warm baby batter from this most virile specimen.
Javon collapsed, huffing.
“Those nails are a bit much,” shared the woman with long wine-tinted hair and lustrous yellowish-brown skin.
“Oh he a li’l zesty, but I’m not worried about him. I’m busy looking at you,” replied the athletically-built man, licking his lips.
“Aren’t you sweet.”
“I try.”
“I see,” she smirked.
“Do you want some wine to go with your meal?”
“I’m not really drinking this month.”
“That’s what’s up.”
“Do you drink wine, Javon?”
“Naw. Haven’t developed a taste for it.”
“Why’d you ask if I wanted some?”
“I just know a lot of people like a glass with their fancy meals.”
“Fancy,” she scoffed.
“I didn’t mean it like that. I meant like you know, not regular American food.”
“I get it.”
“Cool. Looks like our salads are coming.”
“Here you go. House with ranch for you, miss. And a Caesar for the caesar,” chuckled the waiter.
“Thanks,” Javon said.
“I’ll be right back with some refills.”
“Oh,” added the lady. “May we have some more bread.”
“Absolutely! Coming right up.”
The pair continued dining and when the dessert cart came they decided to split a tiramisu.
Javon’s date excused herself to go to the restroom. She returned and they began working on the confection. “This has been a lovely evening. I’m going to catch a ride back home. Maybe we can do this again sometime.”
This hit the man like a ton of bricks, but he kept his game face. “I’m happy to give you a ride back.”
“No thanks! It’s pulling up in a couple minutes. I appreciate everything,” she refused, sliding out of the booth and taking her purse with her.
The server returned asking if he was ready for the check. Javon indicated he was.
“Where’d she run off to,” the employee inquired when presenting the bill.
“Seems like we didn’t hit it off. She caught a ride home.”
“Hashtag rude. I’m sorry.”
“It’s all good. I’d rather know sooner than later.”
“Smart man. Be right back.”
The waiter brought the bill and a drink. “You look like a whisky kinda guy.”
“Yeah! I like brown.”
“Great. This is our ‘il mulo’. Whisky. Ginger beer. Simple syrup and lime. It’s quite refreshing. Enjoy!”
“I didn’t order this.”
“I know. We get two free staff drinks per week. And I’m giving one to you.”
“You ain’t have to do all that.”
“Well I wanted to. I didn’t want to send you away on a low note.”
“You good people,” he paused, taking a sip. “That’s pretty good! What was your name again?”
“Shai,” the slender cutie with the bouncy Afro and shimmering deep complexion shared.
“Thanks for the drink, Shai! I’m Javon.”
“Nice to meet you.”
“Same here.”
Javon took a look at the tab and pulled out a few crisp bills. He placed them inside the holder and handed it back to Shai. “Keep the change,” he smiled.
“Thank you so much! Take your time and have a great evening!”
“I don't know what to do now. Guess I’m finna go home and handle this myself.”
“Oh no! I’m sure you don’t have to be alone if you don’t want to.”
“Guess I just have to find the right girl…”
“Or boi,” Shai’s voice trailed off, batting his eyelashes.
“Hmmph,” he grunted. He looked from side to side. Then, he licked his lips. “You think so?”
“Oh yes sir!”
“And where might I find one of these boys,” he whispered, leaning forward.
“They’re usually right there for the taking.”
“What time do you get off?”
“You are my last table,” giggled the waiter.
“Well why don’t you clock out and we can discuss this somewhere else?”
“Okay.”
Javon was waiting in his dark blue Chevy Camaro when he saw Shai darting through the parking lot.
“How you doin’, twinkle toes,” chortled Javon.
“Whaaaaat,” Shai gasped. “Not you reading my run.”
“That was you running,” he buckled over. “It was just so zesty. My bad!”
“It’s cool. I know I’m real gay.”
“So you tryna show me just how gay?”
“I’d love to.”
“You got your own spot?”
“No, sir! But my roommate doesn’t care.”
“Well, I got hotel room in case that bitch wanted to fuck. So we can go there if it’s cool.”
“Totally.”
“Bet. You need to stop by the store and get anything?”
“Can we swing by my apartment real quick then I can grab my duffle and it has everything I need. It’s not far.”
Javon shifted the car into first gear and headed out of the parking lot. “Just so you know I ain’t never did this before.”
“Oh really? Why are you looking to do it now?”
The man shrugged his shoulders. “Something different I guess.”
“Oh okay.”
“And I peeped that you’re a thick skinny.”
“Awwww…Thank you. Take a right and then make a left at the third light onto Wesson.”
Shai exited the vehicle and scurried up the steps. He disappeared for about seven minutes before returning with a bag strewn across his slight shoulders.
Javon gawked at the difference this stop had made. The waiter now wore a yellow graphic T-shirt, some itty bitty shorts, and he had a hot pink bag strewn across his slight frame. But there were these big titties bouncing as sashayed back to the sports car. Plus, he had on a honey-blonde kinky curly wig.
“She’d really be hating on you now,” he grinned at the passenger, offering the blunt he’d been smoking..
“Who,” Shai accepted the doobie.
“Ol’ girl I was with.”
“You think?”
“Hell yeah! She said some shit about your nails.”
“I thought hers were nice.”
“She thought yours were ‘too much’.” he made an air quote gesture with his right hand.
“She can think whatever she likes. What did you think?”
“I wasn’t paying you that much attention until she mentioned it. I thought you were zesty. And I was right.”
Shai giggled. “You love calling me that.”
“I don’t mean no offense. You look just like a woman right now. These titties are nice,” he squeezed one. “They feel real too! You got this dick so hard.”
“Thank you!”
Javon pulled over at a convenience store. “Do you drink anything?”
“If they got something like a fuzzy navel.”
He went inside and collected a number of items. At the register, he added five honey packs.
“Busy night,” smirked the bull of a cashier.
“I got this baddie waitin’,” he stood a bit taller.
He rushed back out to the car and sped off to the hotel.
Shai excused himself to the restroom while Javon cracked open a can of beer and turned on the TV.
“You ready for me,” called out the crossdresser.
“Hell yeah,” Javon stood up, now naked.
“Damn! You have a great body and big ol’ dick, daddy!”
“Thank you, baby,” he hugged her. “It’s all yours!”
“Oh yeah,” knelt Shai.
“Hell yeah! I like this li’l school girl outfit too!”
The sissy began stroking and sucking the majestic member.
Javon groaned with delight. “Suck that dick, bitch! Show me how a zesty bitch sucks dick! Deep as you can, baby! Yeah! Gag on that dick, twinkle toes!”
Slobber was everywhere as Shai swallowed a good five-sixths of the sizable shaft.
Javon hefted the twink onto the bed. “Get on your back. I wanna titty fuck you!”
“Hell yeah,” the femboy squirmed into place.
Javon slapped the jiggly mounds with his generous tool.
Shai opened his mouth and spat and sucked as the man piston fucked his silicone breastplate.
“Ooh shit! You got me titty fucking yo’ zesty ass!”
“Yes, daddy! My zesty ass,” giggled the bottom slut.
“Fuck yeah!”
“I…love...this…dick,” Shai panted between strokes.
“You gon’ let me fuck you?”
“Yes, sir!”
“On your knees,” Javon ordered.
“Ooh,” winced Shai as his inner sanctum was impaled by a battering ram.
“I’ma be gentle, zesty. Relax!”
“Yes, sir.”
“Awww yeah! Just like that! Breathe, baby!”
Javon made it to the hilt and started rocking side to side. He pulled out slightly and pushed back in.
Shai moaned with delight.
Javon picked up the pace and gave longer strokes..
“Ooh, daddy,” cooed Shai. “You knew somebody was gettin’ fucked tonight, didn’t you, daddy?”
“Hell yeah!”
“All that money you paid for that date and she bolted. Sorry ass bitch!”
Javon hammered harder, “Shit yeah! She made me have to fuck a zesty ass bitch with fake titties!”
“Yes she did! Fuck me! Fuck this zesty ass!”
“Hell yeah! Take this dick!”
“Fuck me,” wailed the effeminate one.
“You like this dick, zesty?”
“I love that dick!”
“Oh you do? You do???” He changed up the tempo.
“Yes, daddy! You like how that boipussy feels?”
“I do,” he strained. “I really do, baby!”
“And these fake titties.”
“They so fuckin’ sexy! Just bouncing and shit,” he smacked them for good measure.
“That dumb bitch got a sexy ass straight man fucking my zesty ass!”
“She sho’ do!”
“How does it feel on your straight man dick?”
“It feels good!”
“Is it better than pussy?”
“I don’t wanna say, baby,” he tensed.
“It’s better than girl pussy, isn’t Javon,” Shai stroked Javon’s fresh fade.
“It is,” he roared.
“Fuck this zesty boipussy!”
“Hell yeah!”
Javon heaved and his manhood mightily. Shai angled up to meet his thrusts. Their bodies danced in an erotic choreography as the big dicked dom rolled them over so that now Shai was on top.
“Ride this dick, zesty,” instructed Javon.
Shai jumped up and down as if it were a trampoline. Javon fondled the rubber bazoongas as they flopped all over the place.
“You taking this dick,” he boomed.
“Oh yes, daddy! This straight dick is so good! Give it to me!”
“That’s what you like? Straight dick?”
“Yes, sir!”
“It's your straight dick, baby! Fuck!”
“Ooh ooh ooh!”
Javon bucked upwards ensuring the entirety of his meat was inside the dainty boy’s rectum. He sat up and held onto Shai’s back with intensity. They remained locked in this position until Javon turned to sit on the edge of the bed and stood up. He slid the restaurant worker up and down his swollen flesh while carrying him across the room. He leaned Shai against a wall and methodically ground into the wet hole.
Pffffffffffffffft. Pffffffffffffffft. Pffffffffffffffft. Pffffffffffffffft. Pffffffffffffffft.
Shai’s tender rectum farted repeatedly.
“That boipussy talkin’ to daddy,” Javon lit up. “You like that dick, huh?”
“I love this straight dick! You like this gay ass?”
“I love this gay zesty ass!”
“Big straight dick in my gay booty!”
“Fuck yeah! Big titty zesty muthafucka!”
“Yaaaaaaasssss!”
Pffffffffffffffft. Pffffffffffffffft. Pffffffffffffffft. Pffffffffffffffft. Pffffffffffffffft.
Javon kept bouncing Shai as he maneuvered towards the couch. He bent the pillow biter over the arm and thundered back inside the gaping poop shoot.
“Ooh wee,” squealed the gender bender. “Fuck me, daddy!”
“This boipussy is so good! Take this dick!”
“It feels so good, Javon!”
“Yes it does, zesty! You like this straight dick?”
“Oh my god! Yes, daddy! Give it to me!”
“Take it, baby!”
Javon pulled Shai up by the neck and nibbled it fiercely. He piledrove himself into the soft, demi-boy. “Ahhhhhhhhhh! Arrrrrggggghhhhhhhhh,” he boomed as his balls erupted.
Shai purred with pleasure as he felt his interior flood with gooey warm baby batter from this most virile specimen.
Javon collapsed, huffing.
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