"The great Anthony!" Part 2

It was now Christmas, and Anthony and I had made it clear to both of us that we were now together.

It was a beautiful Christmas night as Anthony and I drove back to our apartment downtown k.koo from my parent’s house where we had Christmas dinner at kawe. He was driving...I watched him as he drove. He was wearing a black sweater with black, tight pants. He looked so handsome...I decided that I really did love him more than anything and wouldn't trade him for the world. There was a comfortable silence in the car for the first twenty minutes of the drive. I yawned a happy yawn...

"Anthony?" I asked, watching him as his eyes remained on the road. "Yeah, baby?" he replied. "I want you"...I couldn't believe my own ears...had I really just said that? Did I really just tell Anthony I wanted him, just like that? He looked to have a concerned look in his eyes, "Now?" he asked. I laughed a nervous laugh, "No, I mean I just..You know, 'want' you." "Ohhhhh," he said, his face expression now turning into an attentive look, "You mean you're ready to have sex?" There was a long silence. "Baby, I don't want to sound dirty, I've just always wanted you...and now that we're together, I can have you, right?" I was now sitting all the way up, sort of leaning against the car-door. Anthony gave that familiar smile, still looking at the road, and said, "Yeah, baby...you can have me." A rush of excitement brushed over me. I was really turned on now. "When we get home?" I asked. He laughed, "In a hurry, huh?". "You have no idea," I replied. His right hand left the steering wheel and took mine. "I love you" he said. "I love you, too," I told him. We would have sex that night.

When we pulled into the Apartment parking lot, Anthony turned the ignition of the car off. It was total darkness. His hand was still holding mine, but I could see the moons reflection on his face. He leaned forward and kissed me passionately. Our tongues danced. I pulled away and said, "I want you to take me upstairs, and make love to me." He gave a nervous, but confident smile and nodded his head. We walked up to the apartment together, holding each other close. I wanted him so bad. I wanted to taste his hot cum in my mouth. He searched for his keys. "Let me help you," I said. I put my hand in his right pocket, and moved around a bit. Then, I moved over to the far left, and felt a growing lump. I massaged it through his jeans. "You just wait til' we get inside," I whispered, giggling. He smiled back at me. We found the keys and unlocked the door.

I walked midway into the living room, and he locked the door behind him. The living room was only lit by the moonlight coming in through the window. He approached me, and, without saying a word, began to passionately kiss me again. Our tongues explored the ever-so-familiar areas once more. Anthony had both his hands behind me, squeezing my ass hard. My arms were wrapped around his neck. We walked to the bedroom where we had both always shared a bed, but never done more than hold each other.

We began kissing again in the same positions before, but this time, I proceeded to take off his shirt, and through it against the wall. My hands massaged his breasts as we kissed. His hands were now massaging my ass cheeks harder than usual. Oh, he wanted me, alright. He was moaning, and breathing hard and fast. I let go of him and backed away. I sat on the bed, facing him, and told him to take it all off. As he took off his pants, I removed my shirt, shoes, and jeans. I left my socks on. Anthony seemed pretty nervous, for he was still in his boxers.

"I said take it ALL off," I said, playfully. I observed his fine-ass body. Was this really MY man? Oh, thank you god! He kept no facial expression, and slowly pulled his boxers to his knees, ankles, and onto the floor. He took off his socks, too. So there we were, both naked. I sat on the bed, watching him, standing in front of, his erect 8-inch cock pointing straight at me, only few feet away. "Are you sure you're ready?" He said. "Defiantly, baby. Come here." I said in an awkward voice. He walked slowly and cautiously over to me. I took his balls in my right hand, and looked up at him, "Anthony...I've wanted this for so long..." I said to him in a quite whisper. "Oh, Black. Suck me..." he moaned. I didn't hesitate.

I put both of my hands on his waist. He was still standing in front of me as I sat naked on the bed, my dick fully erect and throbbing. I slowly touched the tip of his head with my tongue, and kissed it in a tease. I started licking it, from the tip of the head, all the way down to his short, black pubic hairs. I got it good and wet, and then gripped it tight with my right hand. I slowly took the head into my mouth, sliding it against my tongue. Oh, I thought, this is amazing...

It wasn't before long that I was jacking him off, and taking in about 6 inches of his dick, in and out, at a medium pace. "Mmmmm," I moaned as I blew his amazing cock. He was moaning, as he tickled his nipples. "Oh, Black...I love you...Oh yeah..MMMmmmm....Suck it...ohhh yeah...." He kept saying. This encouraged me to go faster. After a change in rhythm, I was blowing him a much faster speed. And now, not only was I sucking this hot cock, but Anthony hand both his hand on my head, and was face fucking me...really hard.He was moving back and forth, moaning in pleasure, saying my name over and over. I just kept my eyes closed and enjoyed the experience. I felt his head swell and his cock get fatter...I pulled away.

"Nataka unifire" I told Anthony. He just nodded. I moved back further onto the bed, and laid down on a pillow. Anthony got on his knees, and was cradled over me, one knee on each side. Apparently, he wanted my mouth right now. His bare ass rested on my chest, and I took his cock in once more. The swelling went down, so I didn't worry about him cumming just yet. I removed my hands from his cock, and let him push into my mouth again. I put one hand on each ass chick of his. They were soft and hairless. I just squeezed them passionately and moaned as his cock continued to move in and out of my mouth.

I had been lost in ecstasy for what seemed like eternity, when I realized my mouth was now cockless. Anthony was laying flat on top of me, and kissing me on my neck. It felt so amazing! It was so romantic. I opened my eyes...the moon was glaring on us both. I felt Anthony’s amazing dick rubbing against my leg...I wanted it in my mkundu. Anthony was now kissing my stomach. I could see where this was going. He took my cock with one hand and started blowing at a regular pace I moaned and thrusted back into him. It only took a few minutes for him to start licking my scrotum. His tongue was so close to my ass. Suddenly, he finally said it: "Panua miguu, let me loosen you, baby." "ohh, god" I moaned, as I spread my legs as far apart as possible. My ass was propped up on a pillow, so this gave Anthony easy access to my tigo.

The sensation of his tongue licking my hole was Fantastiko!. I moaned in pleasure and slowly jacked myself off. Before long, Anthony was tongue fucking me. I started yelling "Oh, fuck yeah, Anthony, eat my ass out!". I opened my eyes, and looked down. All I saw Anthony's cute head of hair...his face was buried in my ass. It was so utamu!.

I closed my eyes again, and suddenly felt two...no, three fingers enter my jicho now! Anthony was fingering me at an incredibly fast speed, and I continued to moan. "Oh, god...stick your fat cock in me, Anthony, please...right now, right now! Fuck me!" He understood. He removed his fingers from my asshole, and sat up on his knees. He grabbed each ankle with one hand, and pulled them over his shoulders. His cock was pointing straight for my now loose asshole. I was ready to get kifiro!...by Anthony. My legs remained propped on his shoulders, and he took my waist into his hands. The head of his dick rubbed against my asshole, and I moaned. I opened my eyes to see he was looking straight into mine. His beautiful eyes told me "this is it!". He said so many words in that one moment of eye contact.

He pushed the head in slowly, and I let out a little yelp. "You're ok?" he asked silently, in a sexy voice. "Fuck me," I said again, in a desperate moan. He looked me in the eyes again, and pushed in more...inch by inch. I moaned...the pain was soon pleasure. Pure Pleasure. His cock was all the way in my tundu, and it felt amazing. He pulled out until the bottom of his cock head was the only thing in me. He pushed in again, harder this time. We continued to gaze at each other. I mouthed the words "fuck me" to him again.

A few moments later, we were fucking. And we were fucking hard. I was moaning loudly, and he was panting the words "oh yeah" over and over. His cock slid in and out of me like a piston!, faster and faster. It was so amazing. "FUCK ME!!!" I screamed at him. He moaned loudly and smashed his dick into me. The sound of his balls smacking against my ass was very recognizable, but I couldn't feel it. My whole body was numb...All I could feel was Anthony's hot peace of meat going in and out of my moist hole. Suddenly, Anthony pulled out. "Sit on my cock" he moaned. He lay on his back, and I took my place on top of him. I put one knee on each side of him, and aligned his cock with my asshole. I lowered myself onto his wet and erect penis. This way felt even better. I looked at his chest and stomach..He was sweating, and it looked so sexy. The look of exhaustion on his face showed me how much fun he was having.

I continued to bounce up and down on my man, my ass smacking his torso each time I came down harder and harder. I felt like such a slut, and I loved it...but it was different, because this was MY MAN, and no one else. Anthony was mine, and the thought of getting this sort of pleasure every night was amazing. I rode him some more. He was now pushing back into me. We had a smooth rhythm going on now. I started to jack my dick off a little. For a minute there, I had forgotten I HAD a dick!..All I cared about was Anthony

Anthony saw that I wanted something to, and took over the job as I continued to ride his dick...harder and faster. I felt the foreshadowing pleasures of an intense orgasm arising. "Oh, god, Anthony, I'm going to cum." "Me, too," he moaned, "You cum on my face, baby...I'll come in your ass." This was the most intense, pleasurable moment I've ever felt.

I let out an enormous loud of creamy, hot, white cum. It shot about six times, more intense with each shot. Some of it went on Anthony's Chest, some on his face, and some even hit the wall. Somewhere in between my intense orgasm, I felt a few hot outburst of creamy juice from Anthony's dick pour inside of me. At that second, I'd never felt closer to someone in my life. When it was obvious Anthony was done, I leaned down onto him, his cock still in my ass, and kissed him passionately. "Nakupenda" I moaned, "Nakupenda pia" he moaned back. I sat there, on his slowly softening dick for what seemed like forever, feeling his body, as he felt mine...

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After that night, Anthony and I have had sex at least once every two days. We are still together and are getting kinkier every time we fuck. I haven't fucked him yet, be he's talked about it. I'm about to start the Police Academy, and he is about to get his 4-year degree from UDSM. Now what?

.... To be continued...with more sex with Black and Anthony...all ending in a surprising conclusion...coming soon...!

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"The great Anthony!"

I first saw Anthony on the second day of school in my Health Class. He was a senior in High School, I later discovered. He had short, black hair, with sleek sideburns. His face was well chiseled, yet so adorable. He had a surfers build and always wore tight shirts, which revealed his hard, pointy pecks, and the stiffness of his well-built stomach. He usually wore casual blue jeans, just loose enough to prevent me from getting a glance of what his cock looked like. His skin wasn't the darkest, but it wasn't a creamy white, either. It was perfect.

Weeks went by, and I found myself becoming obsessed with Anthony. I watched him from behind in class, trying to imagine what it would be like to even see him without a shirt. When the bell would ring, I would walk extra slow to the door, just so he would leave the room before me, so that I could watch him from behind as he walked down the hall.

I took notice that he had many, many friends, but didn't talk much. His voice was incredibly sexy, deep and soft. He didn't seem to know many girls, which I thought was ludacris. How could such a beautiful guy not be popular with the ladies? I later found out why...

Finally, something I never thought would happen, did. Second semester rolled around, and I was completely shocked to find out Anthony and I both (everyone in the class, actually) had completed what they needed for Health, and passed the class. I thought I would never see him again, but I was wrong.

It turned out that Health being over was a blessing in disguise. He was now in my Science class! Amazing! I was looking forward to seeing him in the toilet, even if was just in his boxers. I would finally be able to semi-complete my thought up visual of him being shirtless...

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Over the past nine weeks, I had seen Anthony in his always-black boxers in the bathroom. His body was breath taking. He was well-build, as I pictured, with a hard-six-pack that could make you cum right then and there. His legs were well attended too. There wasn't a place on his body that didn't look fit. I wanted him. Bad.

A day I always hoped for had finally come. I was chosen "Team Captain" of a short basketball game we would be having,ambapo nilitakiwa nichague watu watakaokuwa katika timu hiyo. Can you guess whom I chose first? "Anthony," I said, as I pointed to him, casually. He just grinned, and took his place behind me. Finally! I would get to know ANTHONY!

A couple more weeks went by, and I had had many short conversations with Anthony. He was quite shy,Lakini msikilizaji mzuri.He smiled when he talked, and always seemed to be interested in what I had to say.Wiki zikapita, we talked more and more, and, believe it or not, there were a lot of times sex never came to mind. Oh, I had a crush on him alright, but it wasn't just lust. I was beginning to love Anthony...

The end of the year had finally come. Anthony was graduating High School, but, fortunately for me, was going to attend a local college and move into his own apartment not far from k,koo. He and I had become very close friends by now. I had told him at one point that I was gay, and all he said was "that's cool".

One night, in the middle of the summer after Anthony's Graduation, I got a phone call from him. He told me that he finally was moved into his apartment and wanted to know if I wanted to come and "hang out". I told him "sure", without thinking twice. I was 18 now, and he was 19. He still looked as hot as ever, and I still had those old sexual fantasies about him, I realized, when he opened his door to his apartment after I knocked.

I entered my crush's new home. It was a cozy, one bedroom apartment with a kitchen, living room, and, of course, a bathroom. Everything was white, even his furniture. We took a seat at what appeared to be a kitchen table just outside of the kitchen. We talked about nothing for a few minutes, and then stumbled upon something amazing.

"Well, the guy who was going to be my roommate was gay, and said he wouldn't feel comfortable living with another gay guy," Anthony said casually. I was stunned. "You...You're gay?" "Well, yeah, but so are you," he replied with this cute little face. "Yeah but...you never told me you were gay!" I said in a very pleasing voice. "Ah, but I never said I wasn't, either," Anthony replied, slyly. He was slick, alright, and I loved it. The man I had dreamed about for nearly a year now was not only my best friend now, but gay just as I was! This was a true amazing!

More weeks went on as our friendship progressed. We were now much closer and open, knowing we were both gay. However, I was beginning to get those old feelings of lust, once again. I wanted Anthony now, more than ever. I would want his warm, long cock inside my mouth, sliding against my tongue, pressing against my throat...I wanted to fill it sliding in and out of my mkundu in an erotic motion...I wanted to be on my back, legs spread, with Anthony on top of me, fucking me. Making me his bitch...

Weeks turned into months, as months soon progressed into another great year of friendship with Anthony. It was my High School Graduation, at last! Everyone was there, my mom, my dad, even my sister! But the most important face I was so glad to see in the crows was none other than Anthony. He was wearing a black suit, and gave me a big smile and a thumbs up when I noticed him. It was so cute. I smiled and waved.The graduation ended, and everyone was outside, giving their personal congrats. I was glad to see Anthony approach me with a big smile on his face. He was really proud of me. "You made it, buddy," he said, and gave me a big hug. I wrapped my arms around him...I never wanted this to end...at that exact moment, I didn't care about sex, romance, or anything...I was just so thankful to have his friendship. I held back tears and told him "Now what?" as we faced each other. "Well, you're not going to the police academy until you're 21, right?" (Yes, I wanted to be a cop. Unfortunately, I couldn't start the school until I was 20. I was 19 now, and my dear Anthony was 20.) "Right," I said, "but what am I going to do until then?". There was a silence. "Well," Anthony said, "You could get a small job until then, and be my roommate.". My heart nearly jumped out of my throat. "Y-Yeah!!" I exclaimed. It may have took two years, but I was actually going to become roommates with Anthony...but it wasn't until then that our relationship took a massive turn...for the best.

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Ilikuwa ni mwezi wa nana hivi,Anthony and I had been roommates for about three months. I was working at a local grocery store full time, while he worked part time at the video store, and went to school part time. We saw each other about two hours of the day, and every night, and all weekend. We were still "just good friends", but now watched Porn's that Anthony had brought home from the video store together. I had finally seen his cock, too. It was about 7 inches long, perfectly smooth, with a big round head. He was cut, as well as I was. My dick was 8 inches of cut meat...but size didn't matter on me.

Finally, that night, I was watching "Desperate Housewives" when I heard keys jingling at the door. It opened. Anthony walked in, closing the door behind him. I observed the tight veins in his arms, and the video's he held beneath them. "Got some good flicks?" I asked. "Yep. I previewed them after I locked the doors at the store...pretty nice stuff. This guy has the cutest ass," Anthony explained. "Well," I said, "I don't care too much for that...you know I like it in the ass more than anything!" I was shocked that I had said something so extreme to Anthony. Luckily, he just laughed and said, "Well, there's plenty of nice cock for you to drool over in this video, too." "Great," I said. Phew!, I thought, watch what you say, Black (that’s me)!

That night, our relationship turned into something I always hoped for. We had already finished watching the Porno (which weren’t that bad), and we had both cummed about an hour earlier. We were now watching Tyra Banks, and decided we should clean the kitchen. So, we casually began washing dishes, cleaning counters, and putting the left overs in the fridge. Anthony opened the fridge to put some pickles up. As he was leaning down, with an arm half way in the fridge, I leaned down to put a two-liter coke up. I stuck in the back, and then found myself lost in Anthony’s eyes. There we were, looking into eachother’s eyes, without saying a word. His eyes were an angel's eyes...almost unnatural. We both stood up, and continued gazing into eachothers face. I observed his lips. They were red, and he moistened them with his tongue.

We continued looking at each other...Then, suddenly, I found his tongue down my throat. His right hand was holding the back of my head, and his left hand was on my ass. Both of my hands were on his waste. I couldn't believe it...Anthony was kissing me. I kissed back, passionately. After what seemed like a lifetime of pure bliss, our tongues parted. "I love you so much," I said, "I always have." Anthony smiled, his hands still in the same place, "You, too, buddy...". Our lips met again briefly. We went and sat on the couch, and made out for about an hour...

And that was it. Anthony and I were finally "one". He was mine, and I was his. We hadn't yet talked about sex, but that wasn't far...

To be continued...

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