Flash Fiction - Tall Ex-con

"Where da condom at," inquired the siz-foot-nine-inch slim dude.
"Right here," the pretty sissy replied.
"Give it heah," barked the ex-con.

Garvin Hughes slid on the rubber and pushed the ****** onto the bed. He had been fucking this bitch for a five months. They were doing it 5 times a week. Garvin should have been an NBA star, but he got caught up selling d**gs. He went to prison for six years.

"Oh yes," moaned Miller Howard.
"Dat ass be so tight," admitted Garvin.

Miller was thirty-**************. He owned his home. He had two cars. He was the Vice President of Customer Operations for a prepaind mobile provider. Miller stood at five-foot-seven. He weighed 130 pounds. His ass was huge.

"Fuck dat dick, bitch," scowled Garvin.
"Yes, sir," Miller agreed.
"Why you make me love you?"
"Cause I'm a good li'l ******!"
"Hell yeah! Pussy tight!"
"It's boipussy!"
"Yeah, slut! It mother's day. Help me get my mama a gift."
"How do you mean?"
"Nevah could give her nuthin cuz I was locked up. Fifty would be good."
"I'll do it, Garvin!"
"Good bitch!"

Garvin flipped Miller over on his back. He got on the bed and made the bottom get on his side.

Garvin's ten-inch rod was throbbing.

Miller was purring with excitement.

The tall man maneuvered his sissy so that pussyboi's left leg was in the air. He went back in hard.

"Oh, baby! I love that big Black dick," screamed Miller.
"I know you do, bitch," shared Garvin.

As Garvin fucked away, Miller began to skeet.

"Oh shit, faggit," the dark-skinned top shouted. "I'm finna nut!"

Garvin came hard.

While the handsome top washed off in the restroom, Miller pulled out five ten dollar bills from the closet. He handed them over to his lover.

"When I'ma see you again," asked Garvin.
"Tomorrow," answered Miller.
"Bet! Call me when you get off!"

Garvin walked to the door and left.