Tyrone Smith was home alone. Chilling in his room and watching TV was his idea of a relaxing evening, after all the stress of working and going to college. But being home for few weeks was a good break and now that he had the place to himself this evening, he could do whatever he wanted. And what he wanted was just some peace and quiet. After making himself some dinner, he watched a couple of movies and smoked some weed. It was getting dark outside and he felt that he should maybe call up a couple of friends, but he didn't really have the urge to do it. Too relaxed.
But he did feel a bit horny and since he was home alone, he put on some porn on his computer, dropped his pants and boxers and started jacking off. He was watching one of his gay favorite titles, The Booty Bandit, by Chocolate Cream. Tyrone was bisexual, so he really enjoyed a good gay video every once in a while. He especially liked this title, with the top, Mr. X, fucking all the sexy bottoms. Mr. X was tall, dark and muscular and well built and had a dominant, top personality that appealed to Tyrone because he thought that's the type of guy he was as well, at least from what he saw on the screen. Years of playing college football and athletics before that had sculpted his body to perfection and his dark ember skin and handsome chiseled features made him a prime example of a sexy, young black man. Not to mention his dick, all 10 gorgeous inches of it which were now fully hard and being pumped by his hand as he watched Mr. X lay it to one of the bottoms- imagining his own self doing that.
He thought about the last guy he had fucked- Marvin. Almost six months ago now, Marvin was a friend of his and also a football player but over the years Tyrone had begun to suspect that the macho, tough acting Marvin may have feelings for men and when he tried to push him on it, he was found right. Marvin had succumbed to him and Tyrone ended fucking him a couple of times, enjoying it more every time. Marvin was quite submissive to him and Tyrone loved having someone who looked more like a top give up his ass. And it was those memories that he had with Marvin that kept him jacking his dick, moaning with sweet pleasure, getting closer to that climactic nutt. That's when the door bell rang.
"Fuck," Tyrone said, wondering who it could be this late. He quickly pulled some basketball shorts on and climbed down stairs, yelling, "I'm coming!" as the door rang again. Annoyed at having been interrupted, he gruffly unlocked and opened the door.
"Yeah?" he asked at the person standing there. It was a young guy, maybe 18 or 19 years old. He looked a little familiar.
"Oh hey Tyrone, I'm Max. One your brother's friends," he said and smiled, showing off some handsome, pretty boy features.
"Yeah, sure. Kevin ain't around though."
"Yeah I know. I'm really sorry to be disturbing you this late, I kind of need to pick something up from his room. Do you mind if I go up?'
"Nah man," Tyrone said and let him in, "You know where it is?" he asked as Max was already heading up the stairs.
"Yep." Max replied.
Tyrone watched him go up for a couple of seconds before heading up to the kitchen. He noticed the boy was wearing a white vest, denim jeans that hung very low and red boxers that seemed either a bit tight or Max had a phat ass because those buns of his were hanging out of the jeans. Ever the assman, Tyrone licked his lips at the thought of Max's ass but quickly checked himself as he knew it was wrong in way too many ways to fuck with his little brother's friends, or even think about them that way.
He got a glass of water and went back upstairs to his room. Max was standing in the middle of it and Tyrone was shocked to see him watching the gay porn on his computer.
"Yo shawty, what you doing in my room?" Tyrone asked, his voice raised and angry.
"Oh shit! Sorry Tyrone- I didn't mean to invade-" Max said a look of fear on his face.
"Yeah ok, well you done now, so how about you step off."
"Cool... just one thing though, I saw the porno playing as I was walking by, it happens to be one of my favorites," Max said. Tyrone noticed he was looking down at his crotch, noticing the large imprint it made on his basketball shorts.