Season 1, Episode 6: "The Very First Time" (Excerpt from
Majik Tricks Vol. 1: A Pinch of Majik)
Synopsis: Majik Tricks is another series that Mr. Maleficent used to
hone his writing skill, and is actually the official
series written (due to other series' that were lost in a computer crash). The
series has 4 volumes (Vol.1, Vol. 2, Vol. 2.5 and Vol. 3) that were all written
from 2006-2008. It chronicles the life of James: a grandson of Bill London, a R&B legend. James attempts to follow in his
grandfather's footsteps, but his path is somewhat detoured by a hungry music
producer named Majik Washington. The upcoming scene happens just after the two
have written a song together for female singer on the same label they've both
been signed to. While the two of them celebrate their success, things are
plaguing the corners of James' mind. First, he's wondering about Majik's
sexuality, as he's walked in on Majik and a male artist having sex and
secondly, he's wondering about the new emotions that he's began to develop for
Majik.
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complete fiction. Please always remember to wrap it up.
"You are old enough to drink right?" he asked.
"Yes, I'm 21."
"Iight," he gave me a beer.
"So um, what do you think you can add to the music
industry?" I asked.
"Shit, you. You, Brittany and Tauvius.
I gotta knack for talent. And my production skills of
course."
"Oh...IIght then." I smiled.
"What?" he looked at me
peculiarly.
"Nothing." The corners of my mouth stretched even
further to the top of my head exposing teeth.
"Naw, what is it?" he smiled
too.
"It's nothing...but speaking of, where is your boyfriend? Why
isn't he celebrating with us?"
"Cool it with that shit, nigga. It ain't like that at
all."
"Well where is he?" I asked.
"I don't know. I guess he got business."
"Oh I see. So
if y'all aren't 'boyfriends' then what's the term you use?"
"We just cool people," he
explained.
"So what you do to him, is what you
do to all your cool people?"
"Naw its diff- Shit I ain't gotta
explain this to you."
"You're right, No you don't," I
backed off.
The room fell quiet shortly after. When I looked up at him I saw that he was staring at me. I looked away from him.
But out the corner of my eye I saw him lifting his
shirt and scratching his stomach. He had a well defined
6 pack with a little bit of abdomen hair going down the center. His jeans were sagged and his boxers were noticeably hanging below his love
handles and his pubic hair showing. It's amazing how much detail I can go into
when I only glanced at him trying not to make it obvious that I was a little
bit uncomfortable.
"So what you
plan on doing tonight? I asked.
"I don't really know. What you wanna do?" He looked at me with those eyes. The look
obviously suggesting a sexual activity between the
both of us. I ignored it. "I'll probably go home. I'm feeling a little
tired." "You sure?" Majik asked
crossing his hands over his exposed abdomen. "Yea." "Well I guess I'd better hop out too then." We both
stood up and headed for the door. I got a flash of that dream again. I realized
he was presenting himself to me and I was rejecting him when I really didn't
want to. He said something to me. "You did great, yo."
"Thanks." I turned around and made the first move. I kissed him. And
he took no time before he wrapped his arms around me. I drew back from him and
looked at him in those eyes of his.
"I've never done it before," I said.
"It's OK baby. I'll teach you." he
kissed me. "If you decide to change your mind, you can."
"OK," I said.
"You wanna change your mind?"
"No."
"Alright," He pushed my legs up behind his body so they wrapped around him and then he carried me to
the sofa and set me down. He took off his shirt. I was mesmerized, caught in a
trance and unable to move once his shirt came off. I eventually snapped out of
it when he flexed his left chest plate. "You sure you don't wanna change your mind?" he asked. "Yes, I'm
sure."
"Come on out them pants then." We shared a grin with
each other. I slipped my pants down and he did the same with his. I could see
he was semi hard and hanging below the hem line of his boxers. I still wasn't
backing off. I stood up and he pulled me closer to him.and
kissed me again. The freak in me was beginning to be unleashed, I couldn't wait
until I saw his dick in full length. I couldn't settle for seeing the head
poked out through the boxers. So while he hugged me, I
pulled them down and grabbed it underhandedly. My
thumb wrapped around the top, with my other 4 fingers wrapped underneath.
"Oh, i
see. You just gon grab it like that?" he asked. I smiled at him. He pulled
down my boxer-Briefs just below my ass and felt. "Somehow I knew this shit
was gon be phat and smooth as hell," he said as he sunk his nails in. His
dick started to stiffen as he continued feeling. "Oh shit. Nigga do you
shave yo ass?" he asked.
"No."
"So all this shit is natural?"
"I guess, I ain't do anything to it."
He pulled a bottle of KY jelly out of 1 of the drawers next to the
sofa and lubed me up. He then placed a condom and lubed himself. He directed me
to lay down as he climbed between my legs on the sofa and put them on his
shoulders.
"Majik..."
"Yeah baby?" he asked.
"Go slow. Please."
"Alright baby. Just breathe."
Then he began poking at my ass. My eyes closed and I clenched, as
he kept guiding his thick pole to my hole. I raised 1 hand and put it on his
chest plate. The second hand I put on his legs.
"Just relax baby, just relax." He started rubbing on my
hips trying to sooth me. He prodded around, gently entering until he could get
my asshole to snap around his dick. I tensed, causing him to wait for a moment.
He waited until he felt me loosen up, then he pushed about another inch in. I
clenched once again. His lips lowered on top of mine. I admit, it felt good to
have my mouth dominated by another male. Especially since Majik actually knew how to kiss. While his lips were layered on
top of mine he snuck more of his dick in. By this time
my hands had moved up to his neck and shoulders. He was about halfway in and thats when he began penetrating. With only that first half
of it. He still felt as though he was killing me.
Every minute he went deeper. "Baby, you gon let me get all
the way in there?" he asked.
"Yes," I whimpered.
Caressing my legs, Majik stroked his digits up against my skin.
Little did I know, this was an attempt at distraction. Soon, I'd feel a violent
thrust of Majik's hips, and his thick dick's full length
swimming inside of me.
"Awww fuck," I said, when I
felt it.
"You alright?" he asked, at least he was considerate
enough.
"Ssss... yeah."
Goosebumps suddenly spread accross my
body like an outbreak. Majik worked me into such a frenzy. I was feeling a mix
of pleasure in pain, and when I looked up at him hovering above me, there was
also a feeling of confusion. How could all of this... becoming
rom him?
Majik's dick kept darting through me, drilling a gaping space in
my digestive system. Majik's humping hips were rhythmic in movement, and the
sound of his pelvis slapping against my ass made a beat that we could record to
if we wanted. Lost in a bliss, I was unaware the my moans were filling the studio.
"Yeah, that's right baby," Majik coached. "Moan for
this dick."
His ass pumped more wildly, as he took the moans to mean, "go
harder and faster." Rising and falling steadily, Majik's wand seemed to
pulsate. I could feel it straining, a sharp throb of the dickhead deep within
my ass.
"Oooh..."
"Yeah baby. Let me up in this virgin ass nigga."
This was a sexual dream- an utter fantasy. I was enthralled by his
masculine presence and the measures that he went to.
Majik repositioned himself, laying all the way on me. His cheeks
rubbing against my chin so my moans filtered directly
from my mouth and into his ear. I convulsed underneath him, which led him to
step up his sexual game too. Both of us neared closer and closer to that
moment. My dick stroked by his mildly hairy torso, and his stroked by my wet
and clammy asshole.
"Awww fuck, baby."
I whimpered in response.
"You gon' bust that dick nigga?" he asked, his voice
carrying a sense of urgency.
"Yeah," I whined.
"Go ahead J, bust that dick while I'm inside yo' ass."
My dick began to strain and sphincter
closed.
"Ooh, fuck yeah nigga," Majik said, approving at my ass
tightening around his throbbing rod. "Come on, baby, bust that nut."
I strained again, nearly at that point, but just not there yet.
His skin continued to blend in with mine, grinding his weight into
me. I hadn't realized it, but my legs spread open wider, willing to accept him
as deep as he was willing to go.
My dick strained again, this time over the edge. I started
spurting from my dick which lied between us. Majik felt the sudden moisture
between us, and the clench of his dick tightly in my grasp.
"SSSS.... oh, fuck. Go ahead and bust that shit, nigga."
His thrusts became faster, as if he'd intentionally planned to break down the
anal wall each time my sphincter closed. "Fuck! Open that shit up,
nigga!"
"Ahhhh..." I moaned.
Majik hissed again before he began to unload. His cum deposited over and over again as he gritted his teeth and moaned
loudly.
His chest collapsed with his breath, and he licked his lips right
before kissing me on mine.
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Majik Tricks is another series that Mr. Maleficent used to hone his writing
skill, and is actually the official series written (due to other series' that
were lost in a computer crash). The series has 4 volumes (Vol.1, Vol. 2, Vol.
2.5 and Vol. 3) that were all written from 2006-2008. This series is not
currently available anywhere.
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