Note: English isn't my mother tongue so have that in mind when reading, but I tried my best. Sorry for the grammar mistakes and all that jazz; be kind about it or better yet, let me know what I'm doing wrong in a respectful way. I will be publishing more often... at least for this series. Hope you enjoy!
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"Our star judge finally dares to show up!" Kendall says as Michael enters in the room. The white boy ignores him as he always tries to do, even though Michael can't avoid admiring that black Adonis' body while Kendall takes his shirt off.
The black guy really has a fucking big and annoying mouth, so Michael can barely stand him, but he also can't deny Kendall has some reasons to think he's a big-shot. Strong and muscled chocolate dark body build as hard and tight as a brick wall; buzz cut black hair, dark brown eyes, handsome shaved face with cheekbones models would die for, and fleshy lips begging to be bitten.
"I had some business to finish," Michael finally replies after getting some comfortable chair where to sit, a devilish smirk plastered on his face, as he remembers his recent encounter.
"Oh! I don't like that dirty smile! What did you do, Mikey? Who did you fuck up this time?" Kendall asks pretending concern, fingers efficiently loosening his belt.
"I didn't do anything that wasn't necessary," Michael's smile turns sinister as he remembers how he put Johnny in his place.
"So, you definitely fucked someone up! I know that stupid smirk of yours!" Kendall replies, taking Michael out of his own thoughts.
"It's not any of your goddamn business! Now let's begging with this shit, I have other shit to do," Michael barks back, already tired of the black hunk's running mouth.
"Lovely as always!" complains Kendall, not really bothered by the white boy's rudeness; he loves to piss Michael off. The black guy puts his whole attention in his rival for the night, Jack, observing how the redhead hunk undresses as fast as he can.
"So eager for this black meat, don't you, ginger?" Kendall teases, already naked, with his flaccid but imposing dick on his hand.
"I'm eager to kick your sorry ass! This time I'm pounding that black asshole!" Jack replies, removing the last piece of clothes from his body.
"Nice!" Kendall admires the ginger hunk's physic, as athletic and muscular as his own. Jack has been working out really hard lately and it is showing. Kendall can complain, he's going to have so much fun with this match. White cocky boys always amuse him, always thinking they're too good for this world. Therefore, Kendall loves to show them how good bitches they really can be, show them they aren't as tough as they like to believe.
As one of the very few black male students in his university, Kendall not only has decided to be the best in the academics and the star player of the tennis club, he also has decided to take as his job to show white cocky boys their place in the Man to Man Fraternity League (MTMFL).
Such determination he has, he became the league champion two years ago, when he participated in the competition for the first time. Last year, though, he was eliminated from the competition at the end of the eliminatory phase, just because he was unable to do the minimal number of matches demanded by the rules. Nonetheless, he remains undefeated since he joined the league.
This year he's planning to get his title back and he's eager to kick as much white asses as he can in his way. There is nothing better for Kendall than a confused and pleasured white boy face, when they're about to lose his cum on his big black cock fucking them no-stop. Kendall loves it and he's sure some of his white conquered rivals deep down also love it too, just like the sweet ginger Jack.
"You can't live without it, right boy?" Kendall keeps teasing, massaging his soft dig with his right hand, looking lasciviously to the white boy naked in front of him.
"Fuck you!" Jack responds annoyed. "I'll have my way with you this time, bitch!" he adds, masturbating his already hard dig, his fit and harmonic body already chinning with a thin film of sweat over his skin.
"You can't even wait for my dick, uh? You pretty and sweaty thing!" Kendall mocks, noticing the already horny state of his rival. This is not the first time they meet against each other. Jack has never been able to beat Kendall, losing all his three matches against the black Adonis.
"I'm gonna fill that black hole with my spunk, you'll see!" Jack growls, convincing himself that this time will be different. He just needs to keep the initiative and his ass out of Kendall's reach.
"Nah! Boy! You're just looking for another careless beat down and my black cock deep inside your sweet ass!" Kendall gets near the sweaty boy, liking Jack's right ear and pinching his left nipple. The black hunk smiles big time as the ginger's body shivers in respond, head falling backwards, exposing the bearded neck instinctively and the black hunk travels over it with his tongue, taking advantage.
"He's so deep," an amused Kendall thinks to himself, somewhat distracted by how cute the white boy looks with that medium length-lightly wavy ginger hair, curling tips framing his blue-eyed face, making a killer combo with a short and redder beard covering his cheeks, chin and jawline, giving a fake sense of masculinity to an essentially boyish face.
"Fuck you!" Jack snarls, getting back to his senses, pushing Kendall's naked body onto the bed. He is over the black guy right away, his lips attacking Kendall's passionately. The black hunk is taken by surprise, but he lets Jack do his stuff rather than fight him back. Kendall knows how much Jack really likes him, which always gives him the upper hand over the redhead.
Kendall is pretty sure how this match is going to turn out, boring and predictable just as Connor's latest match was going, until Kendall made his innocent suggestion. So, to make things more interesting and challenging this time between him and the redhead, Kendall decides he's gonna let Jack has his fun until all the affair gets boring and he's ready to put an end to the match. The treatment his getting from the eager white boy is not that bad at all anyway.
"This gonna be easier than I thought," Kendall murmurs over Jack's lips. He can feel Jack's horny moans vibrating over his lips and running along his body. The poor guy is groaning so much while kissing Kendall, needy and desperate. Jack doesn't say anything, his right hand travels right over Kendall's semi hard and starts stroking it slowly but firmly. Jack rubs Kendall's frenulum with his thumb, getting a loud "Fuck!" from the black boy. He repeats the action again and again, pulling and frotting gently over the sensitive spot, until Kendall's moans get as frequent as Jack's. With his other hand, Jack grips tightly over the back of Kendall's neck, keeping him in place so he can work efficiently over the black hunk's lips.
"Fuck, boy! That feels really good!" Kendall pants having to break free from the kiss, looking for some air. Jack takes advantage and attacks the dark neck with his greedy mouth and his right hand moves to play with the dark and hard nipples, making Kendall squirm under him.
"My dick inside you gonna feel much better, bitch!" Jack groans aggressively, sucking Kendall's ear lobe between his lips, his left hand still working over the black and hard cock, which is starting to get wet with precum. Kendall moans in respond, enjoying the treatment and admitting to himself the white boy is doing a great job over him.
"I think you were the one who was really eager for this match. Getting so wet already!" Jack teases cockily, ignoring the fact that his own cock is also wetting, without any work put on it yet. Kendall is ready for a comeback, as always, but Jack's lips are there to keep him from replying. The ginger's wet tongue gets into Kendall's mouth and Jack smirks satisfied to see the surprise in the dark brown eyes of his nemesis, not used to such boldness coming from the ginger.