Friends & Lovers (Part II: A Special Arrangement)

Dion although moved by the present he received from Carl, he had a hard time accepting it for what it was. He runs back up the stairs and grabs his iPhone from under his pillow and dials his friend Marlon. It took one ring for Marlon to pick up his phone.

"Hey you" Marlon answered in a higher perky voice, excited to hear from his friend
"Hey are you busy"
"No I been chillin actually, you know Robbie and I just moved to Smyrna from Alpharetta right?"
"Oh that's great, why didn't you tell me you were you moving, you're like 15 minutes away from me, if you got a minute you should come through"
"That's not a bad idea, we should crack a bottle"
"Marlon..."
"What?"
"It's 11:15am"
"Well shit, it's drink-thirty somewhere in the world"
"You're a mess"
"I'll be right over"

Marlon drives his bright yellow two door Mustang down the narrow road in Dion's neighbourhood of Buckhead. He gets out gently opens his door, steps out and closes his door. Marlon is 5'11 slim yet thick where necessary in which he contributes to being in a relationship, brown skin, brown eyes and dimples on his cheeks. He was dressed comfortably wearing a pink and blue striped polo from Lacoste , yellow khaki pants and a pair of white uptowns, dressed very Northerner. He walks away from the car and sees Dion walking out his door taking trash out.

"Look at you being all domestic" Marlon says with a big grin
"I know right, just go on ahead in and make yourself comfortable, I'll be in shortly"

Dion's classic Jack Russell Terrier walks up to Marlon and stands up against his leg. Dion walks in and shuts down the door behind him and notices Brown being friendly with Marlon.

"C'mon Marlon let's go in the kitchen"
"Yes because that's where the liquor is" Marlon said

Dion pulled two glasses off of his dry dishes rack and pulled a tall bottle of Disaronno out of the top cabinet. He then opened the refrigerator to drop two cubes of ice in each class and filled the glass half way with the brown liquor, swiftly turns around serves Marlon his glass who had been waiting at the island counter patiently like the lush that he can be.

"I've been a bad boy" Dion says in a low whisper
"What you mean you been a bad boy?" Marlon says with his left eyebrow raised to the heavens.

"I cheated on Carl this morning"
"Oh dear, bring that bottle of Disaronno here"
"Yeah" Dion said with a hard sigh
"What happened? Adam4adam?"
"No"
"BGC?"
"No"
"Men4now"
"No"
"Manhunt"
"Marlon who does manhunt these days"
"You're right...then HOW?"
"Fed-ex guy"

Marlon dropped his empty glass on the island counter, his eyes widened and his mouth dropped

"Right there at the doorway, shawty gave me some serious Becky"
"Oh my God, Dion"

The two paused and Dion began to pour himself more of the Disaronno in his glass and refilled Marlon as well

"Well Dion, If it makes you feel any better, eatin ain't cheatin"

This caused a giggle from Dion but the guilt he felt was still bothering him.

"Well there's more. I invited him to come over this evening"
"Wait do you even know his name?"
"Yes! his name is Andre but he goes by Dre"
"Dre..tall, dark skin, pretty teeth, nice toned body, tattoo on his chest of a Phoenix going all the way across"
"Yes, yes but I didn't see a tattoo on his chest, He was getting my dick in down his throat with his uniform"
"Well" Marlon said with a gasp clutching his chest "Find out if theres a tattoo there"
"Why do you think you had him"
"Absolutely not but I think he dances at Traxx"
"Ugh Traxx"
"Yeah he seems a bit young but he's nice, real cute. Robert and I saw him there when we first moved to Atlanta to explore the club scene here"
"I guess" Dion said as he took more sips of his drink
"Well you invited him over, if you're not feeling it then cancel"
"I can't, I don't have his number, I just told him to come over"
"This is just...This is just all types of messy" Marlon said in a voice of dissapointment "It's just sloppy"
"I know I know"
"I'm not going to judge you, If you only knew the pickles I've been through with Robert while I was in New York puh-lease, anyway I gotta run, I gotta do some food shopping. I'd invite you and this Dre person over but being that Robert is close with Carl all of the sudden, that would just cause mess and I don't plan on telling him about this"
"Thanks, I was going to tell you don't tell Robert"
"Don't worry about it, it's just Robert has a nose for messiness now"

Marlon gets up from the island counter and walks out down the hallways towards the front door and walks to his parked yellow two door Mustang. "Call me" he yelled as he gets to the driver side of his car. He drives off down the street out of sight in a matter of near seconds.

Later that night.

At exactly 6 on the dot. Dion had on a plain yellow v neck tee shirt and a pair of red skinny jeans sagging gently off of his ample butt and pair of Supra high tops dressed like a skater boy. There was a ring at Dion's door. He was busy straightening up in the living room and walked over to the door, opened the door. It was Dre, this time he looked different, He wore a striped shirt yellow, white and blue buttoned down over his dark denim white stitching Antik jeans and black prada sneakers. Dion stepped aside and nodded his head motioning Dre to come on in. Dre gave Dion a warm smile as he closed the door behind him and escorted Dre to his living room where the dog Brown was sleeping under the coffee table. They both sat on Dions plush couch in front which was situated perfectly in front of the 80 inch flat screen plasma television with a surround sound entertainment system hanging from every corner of the living room.

"You want something to drink" Dion asked in a noticeable nervous tone
"Nah, I'm good. I'm not thirsty, 'sup witchu tho"
"Shit, tryin to figure you out"
"What you wanna know"
"Tell me about you"
"OK, I moved here with my dad and my step mom from Detroit. My parents wanted to give me and my sister a better life. I moved out a few months ago working at Fed Ex and sometimes I dance at Traxx and The Cheetah on the weekend"
"You said you moved with your parents, so that mean you live with them?"
"No, I moved out after my dad found out I was dancing at Traxx actually..." Dre said with a slight studder "...he kicked me out"
"I'm so sorry to hear that, how did he find out anyway?"
"One of his faggot ass co-workers told him"
"Oh damn"
"And you know whats fucked up, it's not even like he had anything to benefit from it, he did it because I wasn't trying to do his old ass"
"What? well What your mom say?"
"What about her? She lives in L.A. with some rich white dude and their 4 kids. I only hear from her once, maybe twice a year...my birthday and Christmas"
"That's fucked up Dre"
"Nah its cool. tell me about yourself, what you do to live in this amazing house"
"Amazing?"
"Yeah" Dre said with a small chuckle
"Umm you haven't been to any of the other areas have you. This is okay at best. I flip homes, I buy them, renovate and upgrade them and then I sell them for way more than their value but right now because of the economy, I haven't been able to sell this one and quite frankly this is the one that's given me the most trouble to sell, so I decided to make this one home for a while."
"Cool" Dre said with a nod of approval
"Ya know what let me show you what makes this house so nice"

The two got up, and walk out the living room and walked to the left of the living room and head in the direction of the kitchen. "So this is the kitchen". Dre nodded his head at the site of all the brand new appliances. They then take a walk up the stairs and where there are 3 large bedrooms. 2 right next to each other and one in the corner. Dion decided to show Dre what the guest room in the corner looked like which appeared as something out of a home and crafts magazine with fresh linen and sheets and smelled brand spanking new with hard wood floors and furniture from West Elm.

"So what do you think?" Dion turned around and asked Dre

Dre walked up to Dion with seductive eyes and went straight to kiss the inside of Dions neck on his left side with his hands pressed on Dions waist while Dions arms laid at ease. Dion let out a sigh of relief and desire and then Dre stopped and looked into Dions eyes and began to kiss him hard and strong. Dion wrapped his arms around Dre's neck causing the kiss to become more intense. The both of them at this point are able to feel each others hard dicks pressed against each other. Dre then reached into Dions white Calvin Klein boxer briefs and began to massage his round ass so gently. Dion began to get more aggressive by diving into Dres chocolate neck causing Dre to reciprocate by gently playing with Dions wanting and hairless crack until he reached his tight hole.

Within moments notice, Dre picked Dion up causing Dion to wrap his legs around his waist and moved to the bed in which Dre fell on top of Dion yet continue to kiss each other. Dre begins to move down Dions body, unbuckles his black belt and pulls down his boxer briefs and pants down at the same time and began to gently kiss his dick from top to bottom, however the tables have turned. Dre rolls Dion on to his stomach and began to dive into the cracks of Dions perfectly plump butt and began not eating, licking and sucking on Dion perfectly clean hole causing Dion to lose control of all emotion. Dion took his left hand to push Dres face further in as he could right his right hand began to tightly grip the sheets. Dre presented yet another skill by sucking Dions long 8 inch dick which was pressed against the sheets behind him instead of in front of him and making his way back up to eat and back down the dick. Dre had eaten Dion so good that he had to wipe to saliva and booty juice from his lips and chin to continue eating the Dions now wet, juicy and ready ass.

Dre slips Dions sneakers off, slides pants and boxers down his legs and they begin to fall on the floor. He takes his owns off without untying them and drops his pants and boxers down to the floor. He goes into his jeans to pull out a Trojan Magnum to fit the girth of his 8.5 inch cut dick and immediately cuts the package open with his teeth, spitting out the corner and rolls the condom down his dick all the way to the base. Dre got on top and began to slow grind while spooning his arms cupping behind Dions shoulders, he continue to gently kiss Dions neck and upper back. Dre reached down to position the head of his dick to penetrate Dion, but he had a better idea. Dion pushes Dre on his back gets on top to ride on top. This change in plans surprises Dre as it shows in the widening of his eyes. Dion situated himself on Dres dick and began to gently ride motioning and winding his ass up and down and even around in circles causing a slight degree of pain and pleasure at the same time yet sending Dre into ripples of ecstasy. Dion pressed his hands on Dres tattoo'ed chest while Dre pinched and played with Dions nipples causing him to ride even harder and deeper until Dre hits that spot that not too many men have the pleasure of hitting and the ones that do know about it revel in its joy.

Both guys are now drenched in sweat, both are heavily breathing, Dions hole is now wet and slightly loosened and Dres balls are soaked from all the juices. Dion finally busts. He shoots his load all over Dre's chest, neck, chin, lips and a few spurts catches Dre near his eyes, but Dre doesn't care he gets his nutt and is laid paralyzed, the nutt was so good Dion was able to count all of Dres ribs through his tight abs. Dion mounts off of Dre and lays at his side exhausted, worn and sweaty.
Dre looks down at the condom covered dick, the head is filled with semen and was even more amazed at how spotless over the condom is. He wiped the nutt from off his eyes with the knuckles of his thumbs.

"This shit with nutt getting in my eyes...is this going to happen every time we mess around?" Dre looked over and asked Dion. Looking back, Dion laughed and smiled "I warn you, I'm a big shooter, all the time, anytime". As a gesture to make it up to Dre, Dion licks the nutt that had landed on Dres chin and kisses him with it. "Damn, who's nasty now shawty" Dre whispers "Come on, lets gets in the shower, this room has its own shower". Dion proposed "Help me up, I'm mad tired yo" The two laughed at each other and how they both wore each other out. Dion helps Dre up and they both go to the shower, only just because they both bust crazy ass nutts doesn't mean it's quite over.