The Boys at John's House
Copyright© 2012 by DaddysSickSecret
Chapter 152
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 152 - John is a middle-age Black man with a large appetite for pretty boy fuck toys. To satisfy his craving, John opens his home to any john he can find. (I'm thinking seriously about making this a shared universe, so if anyone would like to join the group fuck, let me know. For anyone who cares, chapter 128 is where the 'shared universe' idea starts. DSS)
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Ma Gay CrossDressing MaleDom Humiliation Interracial Black Male White Male Oriental Male Hispanic Male
The doctor got me set up with gadget that let you spell things out with your tongue. We tested for a little while to see if I understood how to use it and to make sure again that I wasn't clearly brain-damaged.
"Ok, John. I think you're about ready, and your mother is certainly ready to see you!" I rolled my eyes and he laughed. "I can imagine growing up with her."
He opened the door and gestured.
But the women who came in was Gloria.
"Oh my god, what did you do to yourself!" She gushed. "You look a fright!" I rolled my eyes. "I know what that expression means, and don't start! When the ambulance arrived, someone had to do something so I told them I was your mother. They dug you out and brought you here. Juan found your insurance paper work."
"What happen" I tapped out.
"You don't remember? Oh my god it was a nightmare! We went to the building - the one that's being renovated - do you remember that much?" I had a vague recollection of it so I tapped the 'y'. "Y, as in yes? Ok. So, this irritant of a building manager - who has been fired by the way - tells us that he doesn't have time to show us the updates and we're in his way. Well, I asked if we could look around on our own, and he told us to do what we wanted." It wasn't really coming back to me, but I could see the scenario.
Most of the renovations looked finished, apparently, and we were avoiding places clearly under construction, but some of the floor boards were being replaced and one that was unmarked gave way under me. I dropped thru to the next floor and probably would have been just annoyed if a bag of cement, some drywall and some other materials hadn't fallen on top of me. Cracked my skull, broke a couple ribs, lucky the damage wasn't worse.
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