Smash (bros)

It was a warm Saturday night when Marcus went to visit his brother at his new apartment. Upon arrival he was introduced to his brothers roommate, Ken; a tall light skinned mixed man with long black locks.

After Marcus settled down at his brothers new place, he noticed that Ken was playing Super Smash Bros Ultimate. He was a huge fan of the game, himself, being the nerdy outcast in his family.

He sat beside Ken and asked if it was cool if he joined him. Ken smiled and handed Marcus a controller and they began to play some rounds. After about an hour, Marcus' brother asked if they wanted some domino's, after seeing a new carry out only deal on a social media ad. They two guys simultaneously yelled "HELL YEA!", and Marcus' brother took their orders, grabbed the keys and was out the door.

"My brother is dope for this, man. I haven't eaten shit all damn day!", Marcus excitedly said with a grin. "I'm about to fuck up a whole pizza by myself!"

"Word! I feel you, bro! I'm hungry AF! Plus I'm DUMB horny, so that's making it worse", Ken said with a sly grin on his face. "No homo, but...has anybody ever told you, you hella thick for a dude? Like on some real shit"

Marcus, shocked and embarrassed, replied "Y-yea...guys used to pic on me all the time back in high school they said I has 'bitch tiddies', and that I always wore tight pants on purpose. But I didn't, I swear! I cant help that i have a big butt. Sigh. It's so embarrassing, man."

"Nah, said Ken with a deep sensual tone, "Dont let dumb ass niggas like that make you feel that way. Aint shit wrong with being built thick. Shit...I like it.."

"You do...? Wait! What are you trying to imply!? I dont roll that way, man! Yea I like it when girls play with my nipples, but that's about it. I don't mess with guys."

"Damn. That's a shame, bro. I fuck with bitches too, and I can guarantee you they don't see you the way i'm seeing you right now. Maaan the things I would do to you, bruh."

"Dude just let it go...i'm good. I just wanna-"

"Let's make a bet", Ken interrupted..."If I beat you in this next round of smash, you gotta be open minded and explore. All I wanna do is suck those fat ass tiddies you tryna hide under that thick ass shirt... So wussup? You gone take the bet?"

"Suck on my- bruh you trippin! But aint no way you gone beat me anyway, so fuck it. Just make this quick, before my brother gets back"

"Shiiiiit. Aight. Let's go then. But if you lose...imma make sure you wanna come over every weekend for more..."

For the next 15 minutes, the two guys took stock after stock in an intense one on one game. Marcus was surprised by how much better Ken's skills had gotten, but he was determined to win.

As the game came to a close and the battle was to be decided by who reacted faster, Ken shamelessly nudged Marcus' left nipple with his elbow. It only lasted for about a second, but the sudden sensation of pleasure coursing through Marcus' body was enough to distract him for just enough time to make Ken the winner of the match.

"YEEEEE BOI! I fuckin won!", Ken yelped in excitement as he jumped from the couch.

"Wait! You cheated! You elbowed me!", replied Marcus, in frustration.

"Maaaan fuck all that! If yah tiddies wasn't so damn sensitive, you woulda still won. Clearly they wanna get sucked as bad as i wanna suck 'em, now lift that mf shirt before I rip it off you!"

"What?! No! I'm not gonna-"

Before Marcus could finish what he gonna say, Ken grabbed his shirt and began forcing it upward; exposing his breasts. Two enormous melons sat plump on his stomach. They looked almost if they were full of delicious milk and demanded a good nursing.

"Nigga FUCK!! Them bitches got my dick on BRICK!! Gaaaah DAYUM! I'm bout to suck the shit outa you, boi!"

"Wait! They're super sensitive. Please just-"

Marcus couldn't finish his sentence. All the air in his body vanished once Ken's warm slimy tongue wrapped around his nipples. The pleasure was unfathomable. Much more intense than he could've possibly imagined; he was in heaven.

After being sucked and slurped on like a cow feeding its calf, Marcus felt his belt being removed and his pants being forced down to his ankles. His eyes had long since rolled to the back of his head, so trying to resist was out of the question. His body took complete control and was willing to let Ken do whatever he wanted. Nothing was off limits, anymore. Not even getting fucked...