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“Bad Habits 5: Karmic Square”

           I admit I was lying through my teeth when I told Marcus that I had no hard feelings after he stole my girlfriend. The day I learned about him and Yvette was the worst day of my life. I loved that girl more than anything and for her to cheat on me with my coworker was beyond fucked up. Marcus wasn’t my friend and we didn’t hang out or even talk outside of work, but that didn’t lessen the hurt I was feeling. The thought of causing both of them physical harm crossed my mind but I couldn’t do some shit that would land me in prison. I threw my hands up and decided to just let karma deal with them but it seemed that karma needed my collaboration.

           It all began one day after work. Marcus’s car was in the shop so his little brother had been coming to pick him up that week and I swear that boy couldn’t stop staring at me. His name was Darrion and Marcus talked about him to everybody. He was always going on about how his little brother was smart and had gotten into like thirty colleges or some shit. So, that one day after work while Darrion was waiting for Marcus to come out of the building, I approached him and had a little talk with him. Long story short, I exchanged info with him and that began my path to revenge.

           “Y’all see this shit?” I asked my viewers on Instagram live as I showed off the room I was in. “This Airbnb spot lit as fuck, ain’t it? I got some shit comin’ up for those of you who have joined my new OnlyFans. The video will be up tomorrow, I promise. Shit is gonna be hot as fuck. I swear y’all don’t know a damn thing about me yet.”

           I stopped recording and laughed to myself when I got a text from Darrion asking me for the Airbnb address. I texted it to him and then set my phone down before picking up my expensive camera and taking a test photo to make sure I had the lighting right in the room. With my cell phone, iPad camera and expensive Canon camera; I was going to capture the best footage for my first OnlyFans video with Darrion.

                                           Me (Shemar Mitchell)

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“The Sweetest Ass”

          You ever seen some ass that just made you lose your mind? That’s exactly what happened to me when my little sister’s gay friend from school started hanging around our house. His name was Reece and he had the fattest ass I’d ever seen on anybody before. This little nigga put every female in Chicago to shame. He had the kind of ass that you had to look at whenever he walked by. I damn sure looked at it whenever he was at my house. I even noticed some of my homeboys looking at that fatty when they thought nobody was paying attention to them. I’d never fucked another dude before but Reece had me rethinking this whole straight thing.

          “Hey Tek,” he said to me as I sat out on my steps smoking a blunt. “Is Zenobia home?”

          “Nah,” I told him. “She walked to the store. She should be back in a lil’ bit.”

          “Oh, okay.” He turned to leave, but I stood up.

          “Hey, you can wait here until she get back.”

          “You sure?”

          “Hell yeah, I don’t mind. I need some company anyway. I’ve just been sittin’ here by myself.” I put the blunt in his face. “You smoke?”

          “No.” He pulled out his phone and started texting someone.

          “So, are you a senior like my sister or you in eleventh grade?”

          “I’m a senior.”

          “Okay. You like seventeen or somethin’?”

          “I’m eighteen. Unlike Zenobia, I have a late birthday; October 9th.”

          “Oh, so you just turned eighteen? Damn.”

          “Yeah.” He finished texting and looked at me. “Zenobia told me you were really nice but I didn’t believe her.”

          I laughed and asked, “Why not?”

          “Because some of the dudes you hang around I’ve seen doin’ some bad shit.”

          “Well, I ain’t like that. I’m not in any gangs and I don’t slang drugs. At least not anymore. I cut hair and make a good grip.”

          “Damn, I should let you line me up every now and then.” He smiled and then put his attention back on his phone.

          “You from here or did you move here?”

          “I’m from here. Do you honestly think I’d be walking around these streets by myself if I didn’t know them?” He pulled a small semi-automatic pistol from his back pocket. “Besides, niggas know not to fuck with me.”

          Now, I truly wasn’t expecting that. I hung outside all the time and even I didn’t carry a piece around. This little nigga was walking around with a fat ass and a burner. Real talk though, seeing him holding that gun made my dick hard. That shit was really turning me on. So I sat back down before he could see how stiff he’d got me in my sweatpants.

          “You know how to use that thing?” I asked.

          “Boy,” he replied with a laugh before removing the clip and slapping it back in and chambering the round. “I haven’t had to use it yet but I know what I’m doin’.”

          I put my hands up and said, “Damn, okay shorty. It’s all good.” I looked at him as he put the gun back and then asked him, “How you get that burner?”

          “This dude was sellin’ them a block away from my house. The serial number was already scratched off and he told me if I ever had to use it to make sure I clean my prints off it and toss it in a lake or river.”

          “Good advice. As long as you not tryin’ to rob nobody with it.”

          “Nah, never that. I gotta protect myself though.”

          “True.”

          He got a text and then rolled his eyes before saying, “Your sister just told me she’s hangin’ out with her man now and won’t be home until late tonight. I walked all the way over here for nothin’.” He got another message and sighed. “I better walk back before it gets dark.”

          “My boy gonna be comin’ over in a couple of hours. He can give you a ride home.”

          “Your boy? No thanks.”

          “He not into any gang shit either, Reece. That’s my homeboy and he cool. He won’t even ask you for gas money. I promise.” I stood up again. “Come on, it’s gettin’ cold as fuck out here.”

          He followed me up the steps and into my house. I’d already made it up in my mind that I was gonna fuck him, but I had no idea how I was going to go about getting him up to my room. My mama wasn’t gonna be coming home from work until early the next morning and Zenobia was gonna be out late so I had plenty of time to talk Reece into giving that plump booty up. I just had to be focused with it.

          “You want somethin’ to drink?” I asked him.

          “No thanks,” he replied while texting somebody back.

          “Everything a’ight?”

          “No. This stupid ass nigga from school is trippin’. I’m glad I came by here now instead of going straight to his place. Zenobia would’ve told me not to go anyway.” He sat down on one end of our sectional sofa and I sat on the other end.

                                                Me (Tek)

          “Damn, he your boyfriend or somethin’?”

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“Fire Head Freddy”

          I was up late on a Thursday night doing homework when all of a sudden my dick got hard. I hated when that shit happened because it was hell getting a girl from school to come over and take care of it. And jacking off was nowhere near as pleasing as getting head or some pussy. So I took a break from math homework and opened Instagram on my phone. I figured if I was gonna jackoff then it might as well be from looking at pictures from fine ass girls from my school. Looking at some of them pics had my dick harder than it already was.

                                            Me (Darrion)

          As bad as I wanted to slide into some DMs, I knew it would be pointless. I wasn’t on the football or basketball teams so I would either get ignored or cussed out. I got to one girl’s pics and started playing with my hard dick while scrolling through them, but stopped when I remembered something I overheard earlier that day at school. I was washing my hands when I heard two dudes in separate stalls whispering about how good Freddy Barnes sucks dick. I didn’t like what I was hearing at the time but now sitting up in my bed with a hard dick, I was seriously rethinking it.

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“Brotherly Bond”

           The day that I walked in on my stepbrother Darrius jacking off was a day I’d never forget. I couldn’t erase the image out of my mind and while I felt embarrassed about the whole situation, I also found myself attracted to him. I’d been curious since age fifteen but never acted on it, mainly because I had a stronger attraction to girls than I did other guys. When I saw Darrius on his bed with his boxers around his ankles and his hard dick in his hand, I got turned on instantly. A part of me wanted to join and explore with him. I had never thought of him in that way before that day. I was so confused but not too ashamed. It’s not like I could control what turned me on and what didn’t.

           “I don’t want any trouble out of you boys,” my mama said to me and Darrius. Her and my stepdad were about to go out of town for a business function for my stepdad’s job. “Do you hear me?”

           “Yes ma’am,” me and Darrius responded in unison.

           “And no parties, Darrius,” said Darnell, my stepdad.

           “Why you callin’ me out, dad?”

           “Because I know you. I swear if we come back and this house is turned upside-down, there’s gonna be some serious repercussions.” He balled up his fist. “You ain’t strong enough to take me out yet, so remember that. I got my eye on you even when I’m not around, boy.”

           “Yes, sir.”

           “Make sure he stays out of trouble, Justin.”

           I laughed and replied, “Yes, sir.”

           “Here’s some money for food.” He pulled some money out of his pocket and handed it to me. He always treated me better than he treated Darrius. “Don’t spend it all in one day. It’s gotta last y’all through Sunday.”

           “I think they got it, honey,” my mama said to him. “We need to get going.”

           “Remember what I said, Darrius. I got my eye on you, boy.” He gave Darrius one last look before heading out of the house with my mama.

           “Have fun,” I said to them as I stood in the doorway watching them go to the car. I then stepped back inside and closed the door.

                                            Me (Justin)

           “Have fun,” Darrius mocked. “You’re such a baby around them.”

           “It’s called putting on an act,” I explained. “Something you obviously know nothing about.”

           “Whatever.” He pulled out his phone and hopped off the sofa. “I’m goin’ up to my room to play some 2K15.”

           He ran upstairs and I sat down on the sofa where he’d been sitting. It was still warm from his body heat. The thought of that was making my dick hard for some reason. I tried to focus on the TV but something kept telling me to go upstairs to see what he was really up to in his room. After I walked in on him that day, it seemed like he didn’t care. He never brought it up and I damn sure wasn’t going to bring it up. I debated it in my head for a little while before getting up and going upstairs. When I got up there, I noticed that his door was cracked open a little. I stared through the opening and saw him sitting on the edge of his bed playing on his PlayStation 4. He had taken his shirt off and had put on some socks. Not wanting to get caught, I backed away and walked across the hall to my room.

           In my room, I took some selfies and posted them to my Instagram. It was a cloudy and rainy Friday afternoon so nobody was out doing anything. All of my friends were at home because there was no basketball game scheduled for that week. I needed to take my mind off of my stepbrother so I grabbed my iPhone Touch and my headphones and listened to some music while lying on my bed. That didn’t seem to help because every now and then I’d think about Darrius and my dick would get hard. Eventually, I drifted off to sleep.

           I don’t know how long I was asleep but when I woke up and took off my headphones, I immediately heard the sound of a woman moaning. I leaped out of bed and hurried out of my room. The moaning was coming from Darrius’s room. His door was still cracked open so I peeked inside and saw that he was looking at something on his laptop. He was watching porn and rubbing on the bulge in his sweatpants. Seeing him like that drove my horniness into overdrive. I slid my hand into my shorts and gripped my dick as it grew harder and harder by the second. Why was he watching porn without his headphones plugged in? And why was he doing it without his door closed? I still didn’t want to get caught watching him so I started to back away, and that’s where I fucked up. The floor creaked and he looked up and noticed me through the small opening in the door.

                                                Darrius

           “Justin,” he called out. “What are you doin’?”

           “I’m going to the bathroom,” I lied.

           “Nah, come here.”

           “What?”

           “Nigga, I said come here.”

           Reluctantly, I pushed his door open and stepped into his room. I had my hand covering my bulge but I knew he could tell I was just as hard as he was. I looked at him and said, “I’m sorry, man. I ain’t mean to look in here like that. I was just trying to see what that loud noise was.”

           “Man, stop with the bullshit. I know you be lookin’ at me when I beat my meat.”

           “No I don’t. I only walked in on you that one time.”

           “And you like it, didn’t you?”

           “Nah, I don’t feel any type away about it.”

           “Bruh, I said stop with the bullshit. I ain’t gonna get mad if you tell me the truth.” He stopped the video on his laptop and moved his laptop to the nightstand beside the bed. “Be real with me, bruh.”

           “Alright, I did like it. But I don’t know why. I have never thought about you like that until that day. You’re like my brother so this shit is all kinds of fucked up.”

           “But we ain’t brothers.” He stood up from his bed and his dick was so hard that it tented his sweatpants.

           “True, but our parents are married.”

           “And?”

           “We kinda related because of it.”

           “No we ain’t.” He stood directly in front of me. “But I think we just found somethin’ to bond over.” He grabbed my bulge.

           “Man, what the fuck…”

           “Shh. Ain’t nobody gotta know, J. This will be between me and you.”

           “But if our parents find out, we’re gonna get…”

           “They won’t find out. Nigga, we both eighteen. We can do what the fuck we want. Now grab mine.”

           “What?”

           “Grab my dick, bruh.” He grabbed my hand and placed it on the bulge in his sweatpants. “Yeah, feel on that shit.”

           I couldn’t believe I was feeling on my stepbrother’s dick and he was feeling on mine. His dick was definitely bigger than my eight inches. I almost felt sorry for the girls he’d fucked with that thing because I know he probably had them sore. The most I’d ever done with a girl was eat her pussy while she sucked my dick. I’d never fucked before. And now there I was, getting felt up by my stepbrother.

           “I be thinkin’ about you, too,” he admitted. “I see them pics you be puttin’ up on your Instagram. You don’t be wearin’ draws under your shorts, do you?”

           “Sometimes I do and sometimes I don’t.”

           “Freaky ass nigga.” He laughed. He then reached around and began to feel on my ass. “Damn, that ass phat. You ever play with yourself?”

           “You mean with my ass?”

           “Yeah.”

           “Nah, I ain’t never played with me ass. I jackoff though.”

           “We all jackoff.” He pulled away from me. “Let’s get out these clothes.”

           “For what?”

           “So we can beat our shit together. I know you want to.”

           “I don’t know.”

           “Bruh, nobody will find out. Help me get his nut.”

           “Okay but I ain’t gonna kiss you.”

           “Ugh, I don’t want you to kiss me. I only kiss girls, nigga. Now take that shit off.”

           He pulled my shirt up and I pulled it off. I watched him as he pulled down his sweatpants and boxers down to his ankles. His big dick had precum dripping from it. Like me, he was circumcised. The only differences between my dick and his were his was about two inches bigger and my dick curved to the right while his had no curves. He pulled his sweatpants and boxers off along with his socks. I pulled my shorts down to my ankles and revealed that I wasn’t wearing underwear. His eyes lit up when he saw my hard dick unrestricted from clothing. I pulled my shorts all the way off and was about to climb onto his bed but he stopped me.

           “Take them socks off, too, nigga. I wanna see them feet.”

           I pulled my socks off and then we climbed onto his bed. I sat with my back against his headboard and he was on his knees in front of me. He spit on his left hand and started jacking off with it. I did the same with my right hand. We looked into each other’s eyes as we jacked off together. The whole thing seemed so surreal to me but I was too far gone by that point. I wanted to bust a nut and watch him bust one. My mouth watered at the thought of tasting his dick but I knew neither one of us were ready to try something like that.

           “Play with my nipples,” he instructed me.

           “Why?”

           “Just do it, bruh.”

           I used my left hand to play pinch and play with his right nipple. Every now and then I’d spit on my hand to keep my dick lubricated while jacking off and he did the same. He used his free hand to cup his hairy balls for a while. Then he used it to start playing near my ass. I tensed up because I didn’t know what he was trying to do.

           “Yo, what are you doing?” I asked.

           “Spread your legs a little,” he demanded.

           “Why?”

           “I ain’t gonna finger you. I just wanna see what your asshole looks like.”

           “Nah man. I’m good.”

           “Nigga, stop bein’ scary.”

           “I ain’t scary.”

           “Then let me see this butthole.”

           Reluctantly, I spread my legs. He rubbed his finger on my asshole but kept his word not to finger me. I’d never played with my ass before so the sensation was new to me. He seemed to get hornier as he rubbed my virgin asshole. For the first time, I began to get curious about how it would feel to get fingered. My asshole seemed to have a mind of its own, tightening and loosening with each unpredictable spasm. My curiosity got the best of me and I found myself wanting to go further.

           “Finger me,” I told him.

           “What?” he asked, not believing what I’d requested of him.

           “Wet the tip of your finger and slide it in. But be gentle with it.”

           “You sure?”

           “Yeah. Do it before I change my mind.”

           He licked on his middle finger and got it wet before pressing it up against my tight asshole. I spread my legs even further and took a few deep breaths before relaxing my asshole. The tip of his finger started to go it and I stopped jacking off, letting my hard dick stand up on its own. I thought it would be more painful the more his finger slid in but it didn’t hurt. It felt good. He stopped jacking off with his left hand and I stopped playing with his nipples. Instead, I spit on my hand and started jacking him off. My untouched dick was leaking precum down onto my abs.

           “Yeah, jack my dick bruh,” he moaned. “Fuck.”

           “You like that?” I asked.

           “Hell yeah. Keep doin’ that shit.”

           “Slide your finger all the way in me.” He pushed his whole middle finger inside my ass and started moving it around in there. It felt so good and made more precum drip from my dick. “Ah fuck, that shit feels so good.”

           “You so damn tight. I bet you’re gonna play with that ass now after this, huh?”

           “Probably.”

           “Keep jackin’ my dick. You gone make me bust.”

           I jacked him off faster and faster. He spit on his free hand and started jacking me off while keeping the middle finger of his other hand deep in my ass. I could feel an orgasm building up in me and I knew it was gonna be a big one. And I knew he was about to cum because his moans got heavier and louder. I played with his nipples again and that’s when he lost it.

           “Fuck,” he called out. “I’m gonna cum! Oh shit, Justin! Ah nigga!”

           He broke out into convulsions and his dick shot out four quick splashes of cum onto my stomach and chest. I continued to jack him off and he continued to jack me off. Eventually, he had to stop me because his dick head was too sensitive. He began to jack me off harder and faster while also fingering me and I felt my orgasm coming.

           “Ooh, D,” I called out. “Oh fuck, I’m about to nut!”

           I let out a loud moan as I hit my orgasm. My asshole tightened around his finger so much that he couldn’t move it anymore. My dick squirted out cum so quick that I didn’t even see the first few shots. One shot hit me my right eye and I had to close it. My body was out of control, jolting back and forth. After the last few ounces of cum rolled out of my dick, he stopped jacking me off. Carefully, he removed his finger from my ass. He sniffed it and then sucked on it which made me horny all over again.

           “Yo ass taste good, nigga,” he admitted. “Mmm. Better than any pussy I’ve ever tasted. I should’ve ate it before I fingered you.”

           “You nasty as fuck,” I told him while still trying to catch my breath. “Can’t believe we just did that shit.”

           “Felt good as fuck though.”

           “True.”

           “When are we gonna do it again?”

           “I don’t know. I guess it depends on whenever we both need to catch a good nut.”

           “Shit, you can come in here in the mornin’ and jackoff with me then because I have a boner every time I wake up.”

           “Me too.” We shared a laugh. “You wanna jackoff even when our parents are home, too?”

           “Hell yeah, the thought of gettin’ caught makes my dick hard. And we can jackoff in your car or my car late at night. That way we can make noise.”

           “You are a trip.” I sat up and moved away from him. “I need to get cleaned up.”

           “Let’s take a shower then.”

           “You mean…together?”

           “Yeah.”

           “Cool.”

           We left his room and went down the hall to the bathroom. We climbed into the shower together and cleaned each other’s bodies. And then we pressed our foreheads together and jacked off together again. After a simultaneous nut together, we cleaned off again and then got out. It was undeniable at that point, we’d formed a special bond. I knew I’d continue to fool around with girls and I knew he would as well, but together we’d always share that bond. There was no telling how far we’d go with it but I knew eventually we would go farther. It took us six years—the amount of times our parents had been married—to find something to bond over and we’d finally found it.

[Disclaimer]: Pictures used do not reflect the sexuality or personality of people in the pictures. They only serve as visual examples of the characters.

© D.A. Morrison 2016

[djs2015]

Great story. Had me hard af

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Dallas Micheal

I’ll post at least once a week on here. The more love I get, the more I’ll be motivated to post. 💰😏💦 Money makes me, you know

Snack or meal? 😜😜

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Definitely a meal

[illinicoise]

“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”

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not even risking that shit

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scrolled past this, re-evaluated my life, then SCROOOLLLED back up and hit the damn reblog button. 

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Last comment same thing. Sorry to the next person who sees this. I just can’t risk it. I have things I need to do before my life becomes hell. Lol

[nnfirnid]

man i fucking hate yall who tf put this up knowing damn well we all gonna reblog it im heated im really sick af bout this 

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I don’t play that shit lol sorry

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WHyyyy

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Sorry everyone

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If only if only the woodpecker sighs the bark on the tree was as soft as the sky why the wolf waits below hungry and lonely he cries to the moon if only if only

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Shiddd

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this post followed me to Facebook and im sooo annoyed!

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It’s been a MINUTE since I’ve seen Madame Zeroni, fr fr

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I HATE TUMBLR FKKKK SAKES

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Not tryna fuck up any of my planetary Returns~

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One time I didn’t and I was broke for like a month but the next time I seen it I rebloged it and a bitch just got 500 out the blue and a 20 gift card

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“Freak by Night 10: A Night to Remember”

           Prom night was bittersweet in a number of ways. It was going to be one of the last times I got to party with my closest friends since we were all going off to different colleges. Still, I was relieved to be done with high school. With only final exams left before graduation, I was ready to leave Morrison Heights, Virginia behind and go to California to attend UC Berkeley. However, the only things—or I should say boys—on my mind the entire night of prom were Kedric and Saquan. They were both at prom with their girlfriends and I was nervous as fuck.

           I lost my virginity to Saquan Hubbard in eleventh grade. He was a popular boy on the football team. He went to my church and I had absolutely no idea he was on the low until he asked me to give him a hand job one morning in the church bathroom after the church service. That progressed into me giving him head regularly after school in a janitor’s closet. When his parents went out of town one weekend, we took advantage and had sex for the first time. I always thought my first time would be special and passionate, but I did enjoy it even though it was extremely painful. I liked Saquan but he wasn’t my boyfriend and only liked to hook up to have sex and get his nut. We didn’t kiss or cuddle or anything like that.

           Kedric Matthews was the complete opposite of Saquan. Kedric was on the basketball team and he was always joking around with me in our twelfth-grade calculus class. He wasn’t afraid of people knowing about us being friends and I kind of had a feeling that he liked me on the low but I couldn’t prove it. I finally got confirmation that he liked me when he wrote a note and slid it into my locker. He wanted me to meet him at a park near his house that night and when I showed up, he was all over me. We ended up having sex the following weekend and it was everything I’d always wanted. He was gentle with me and he kissed me and held me.

           “What’s wrong with you, Tamarri?” my best friend Keisha asked me. “They’re playing some good music and all you wanna do is sit over here?”

           “I’m having a great time,” I told her. “I’m just…I guess I’m a little sad that me, you, Tory, Michelle and Jamal are all going away to different colleges after the summer. High school is about to end and we’ve been friends since elementary school.”

                                            Me (Tamarri Banks)

           “Boy, you are gonna make me cry. Stop all this sad talk. We all came here as a group and we’re gonna party tonight and talk tomorrow.”

           “I have other things on my mind, too.”

           “Like what?”

           I looked over at Kedric and his girlfriend Malaysia before looking back at Keisha and lying, “Final exams and college.”

           “Tamarri, just forget about all of that right now. The only thing that needs to be on your mind tonight is having fun with me and our friends. Now get up. I wanna dance with the cutest boy in here and that just happens to be your cute ass.”

           I laughed as I stood up from the table with her and headed over to the dance floor. As we danced, I noticed Kedric looking at me occasionally. He’d smile and I’d smile back but it didn’t go beyond that. He was with Malaysia and I always tried to keep my distance whenever he was with her. As for Saquan, he was barely paying attention to his girlfriend Lailah. They’d been arguing a lot for weeks and I didn’t know why because whenever I was with him, he didn’t talk about his problems the way Kedric did with me. I was paying so much attention to both of them that Keisha was starting to notice.

           “Why do you keep looking in those two directions?” she asked as we danced.

           “I’m just looking around,” I told her. “They really made this hotel ballroom look nice.”

           “Yeah, they did.” She threw her arms around my neck and asked, “Tamarri, if something was going on with you, you’d tell me about it, right?”

           “You know I would.”

           “And we made a pact to tell each other when we lose our virginities.”

           I looked into her eyes and lied, “I’m still a virgin, Keisha. I’ve only been kissed once by Todrick Rice while playing truth or dare at your house, remember?”

           “Yeah, but I know you and I feel like you’re keeping something from me.”

           “Something like what? Girl, you make it sound like a got a whole boyfriend out in the boondocks or something.”

           “Do you?”

           “Keisha, I am still a virgin just like you. You know there aren’t any gay boys at this school that are my type. And if any of them are on the DL, I wouldn’t know because I’ve never been approached by any.”

           I felt bad lying to my best friend but I would never put either Kedric or Saquan on blast like that. They were both going to big colleges to play football and basketball and I wasn’t going to put their futures in jeopardy. I cared too much about them, especially Kedric. I was definitely heartbroken that he was going to play basketball for Duke University which meant he’d remain on the east coast while I was moving over two thousand miles away.

           “I gotta go to the bathroom,” I told Keisha. “I’ll be right back.”

           “Alright,” she said as she backed away. “If I’m not still out here dancing, just go back to our table.”

           “Okay.” I left the dance floor and headed towards the bathroom. When I noticed that Kedric and Malaysia were sitting on one of the fancy hotel lounging seats, I tried to hurry to the bathroom.

                                              Kedric Matthews

           “Yo, Marri,” Kedric called out before I could get past them.

           I turned and smiled as I said to him, “Hey.”

           “Your suit looks fly as hell, my guy. Look at you, bruh. That’s wassup.” He stood up and shook my hand.

           “Yours is fly, too. And Malaysia, you look like a princess. Y’all look like a married couple wearing matching pink.”

           She giggled and said, “Aw, thank you, Tamarri. You’re so sweet.”

           “You about to use the bathroom?” Kedric asked me.

           “Yeah.”

           “I gotta go, too.” He turned to Malaysia and told her, “I’ll be right back, boo.”

           We headed to the bathroom together and the moment Kedric made sure no one was in there, he grabbed me and pulled me into a stall. He closed and locked the door before bending down to me and pressing his lips to mine. I was expecting both him and Saquan to ignore me but there I was in a stall French kissing one of them. When I felt his dick getting hard and pressing against my stomach, I got horny and my dick got hard.

           “We’re gonna get caught,” I told him.

           “You look so fuckin’ good, baby,” he said back. “I wanna do so many things to you. I wanna kiss you all night and rub your feet. I wanna eat your ass and make love to you. Damn, I’ve missed you, baby.”

           “I’ve missed you, too.”

           “I know the basketball season kept us from seein’ each other as much as we wanted to, but I thought about you all the time. You’re always on my mind and shit.”

           “I am?”

           “Yeah. I know you probably feel some type of way when I’m with Malaysia.”

           “She’s your girlfriend and I know you love her, so I don’t trip.”

           “I care about her but I don’t love her.” He touched my face as he told me, “Tamarri, I think I’m in love with you.”

           Before I could even react to what he told me, someone entered the bathroom and after a brief moment of silence, Saquan called out, “Tamarri, you in here?”

           “Yeah,” I replied. “I’m using the bathroom. I’ll be out in a second.”

           “Who is that?” Kedric asked me in a whisper.

           “Is somebody in the stall with you?” Saquan asked as he approached the stall.

           Kedric opened the door and told him, “Yeah nigga, I’m in the stall with him. What do you need him for?”

           “I knew I saw you come up in here with this nigga,” Saquan said angrily. “What the fuck is going on, Tamarri?”

           “Hold up nigga, don’t talk to him like that. He ain’t gotta answer shit for you, homie.”

           “Nigga, I’m not talkin’ to you!”

           “My dude, we can’t take this shit outside for real. I never could stand your bitch ass anyway!”

           “Somebody is going to walk in here and catch us,” I said to them as I stood in between them. “This is not the place.”

           “Has he been fuckin’ you?” Saquan asked me. “Be honest with me.”

           “Yes, but I don’t see why that would upset you. Saquan, we’re not serious. You never seem like you actually care about me.”

           “Man, whatever. I don’t need this shit right now. I’m out.” He turned and left the bathroom.

           “I thought I was the only guy you were with,” said Kedric. “Damn, you coulda told me you and Saquan were fuckin’. What you thought I couldn’t handle it?”

           Tears filled my eyes as I asked him, “Are you mad at me?”

           “Nah, I ain’t that mad. I mean, I should’ve been told you I wanted to be your boyfriend. Were you with me first or him?”

           “Him. But baby, I promise you it wasn’t serious.”

           “Listen, I know this shit is complicated because I’m not out but I do wanna be with you. And I wanna spend the night with you.”

           “You do?”

           “Yes. Now, stop all the cryin’ and give me a hug.” He wiped my tears and then hugged me. “I think most people are gonna get rooms in this hotel tonight. How about we get a suite at a hotel on the outskirts of town where none of them will be?”

           “I like the sound of that.”

           He reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet. He pulled his debit card from it and gave it to me. “Use that to get us a suite. Just hit me up once you get it and I’ll ditch Malaysia.”

           “Are you sure you want to do that?”

           “I’m sure.” He looked back to make sure no one was walking in before kissing my lips and telling me, “I love you, baby. And I’m down for whatever you want to do.”

           “I love you, too.”

           I was feeling a wide range of emotions as I watched him leave the bathroom. My head was spinning and I couldn’t believe what had happened. Finally, I took a piss and washed my hands before leaving the bathroom. On my way back into the ballroom, I spotted Saquan sitting with Lailah. She was yelling at him and he just looked like he wasn’t even connected to reality anymore. A photographer wanted to take a picture of them and while Lailah calmed down and smiled, Saquan still looked like he didn’t care.

                                             Saquan Hubbard

           I did feel bad but I didn’t understand why he was so upset about me and Kedric. Saquan never kissed me, he didn’t rim me before sex and he didn’t hold me after sex. I’d give him head and then he’d fuck me. We had a sex-only relationship and I thought he was cool with that. Maybe he was just mad because he discovered he wasn’t the only one I’d been with. Either way, I decided to ignore him and focus on having a good time with my friends.

           “I can’t believe Rebecca Shultz got prom queen,” my friend Michelle said as we all exited the hotel later that night.

           “I can’t either,” I agreed. “I voted for you, Michelle.”

           “Me, too,” said both Keisha and Tory at the same time.

           “I voted for Rebecca,” Jamal admitted. When we all looked at him, he started laughing and said, “I’m just playing. I voted for Michelle, too.”

           “I was about to say,” Michelle said while laughing. “Thanks y’all. I would’ve loved to be prom queen but it means the world to me that my closest friends voted for me.”

           “So, who wants to go to the after party at Maxi?” Keisha asked us.

           “I actually have to go,” I told them.

           Keisha’s eyes grew wide as she asked me, “Why?”

           “My mama needs me for something. She’s working an overnight shift at the hospital and she texted me asking me to come there. I’m gonna have to call it a night.”

           “Aw, well we’ll think of you as we party at the Maxi after party,” said Tory. He gave me a hug and then my other friends hugged me.

           “I want details if any of you hook up with guys tonight,” I told them as I watched them head over to the limo we all rode to the prom in.

           The moment they were in the limo, I got an Uber driver to come get me. As I waited for the driver to arrive, I looked up the hotels that were out by the interstate. The Hilton Garden Inn had some suites available so I booked one for the night and used Kedric’s debit card info to pay for it. When my Uber drive arrived, I got him to take me to Walgreens so that I could buy a bottle of Fleet and some KY Jelly. The moment I got to the hotel and checked in, I got a call from Saquan.

           “What do you want, Saquan?” I asked as I entered the suite with my keycard.

           “Where are you?” he asked on the other end.

           “I’m home. Why?”

           “Are you alone?”

           “Why, Saquan?”

           “Because I wanna see you. I’m sorry for how I reacted at the prom.”

           “Aren’t you with Lailah?”

           “No, I told her I didn’t feel good and I dropped her off at home. Baby, I wanna talk to you.”

           “Baby?” I laughed a little as I told him, “You are a trip. Every single time we’ve hooked up, you get your nut and you don’t say another word to me. I figured you share all of your affection with Lailah and save your lust for me. I’m mature enough to take that from you, Saquan, but I refuse to let you show your ass and get mad at me because you can’t handle me seeking something better.”

           “Baby, I’m sorry. There’s a lot of shit I don’t talk to you about because it’s my shit to handle. And if you wanted me to be more affectionate with you then why didn’t you just ask?”

           “You get in your moods and it’s hard to talk to you.”

           “Tamarri, that’s just how I am. I don’t talk when somethin’ is fuckin’ with me. I keep it inside.”

           “I feel like you’re saying all of this to me now because you know I’m with Kedric and he actually treats me right.”

           “Okay, that’s a part of it but I do care about you. You gave me your virginity last year and I’ve always felt that was enough to keep you feelin’ special about me. I get butterflies in my stomach every time I think about the night you gave me something so precious to you. We do only have sex but it’s some of the best sex I’ve ever had.”

           I laughed a little as I asked, “Better than with Lailah?”

           “A million times better. So, can I come over to your house and be more affectionate with you?”

           “No.”

           “Come on, Tamarri. I already…”

           “I’m actually not at home. I’m at the Hilton Garden Inn out by the interstate.”

           “Huh? Why are you all the way out there?”

           “Kedric wants to spend the night with me.”

           “Oh, so you want him? Alright, I understand.”

           “Saquan, I want both of you.”

           He was silent for a few seconds before asking, “What?”

           “I know this is gonna sound crazy, but I want to spend the night here in this hotel suite with both of you.”

           “A threesome?”

           “Okay, it would be more than just a threesome. Baby, this will most likely be the last time I have sex with either one of you for a very long time. Hell, it may be the last time period. If I have to let you both go after tonight, then we might as well make it a night to remember. So, what do you say?”

           “If he’s cool with it then I guess I’m cool with it. I’d rather share you than not spend a night with you at all.”

           “Aw, Saquan. How fast can you get here?”

           “Shit, I’m already in my car parked at a gas station. I can be there in like fifteen minutes.”

           “Great. Text me when you’re close and I’ll text you which suite I’m in. Right now, I need to call Kedric and tell him which hotel I’m at.”

           “Okay, I’ll see you when I get there.”

           “Okay.” I ended the call and then immediately called Kedric. I decided not to tell him about Saquan coming because I didn’t want him to change his mind about coming. As I took the bottle of Fleet into the bathroom, I did a prayer in my head that it would all work out.

           “This suite is nice as fuck,” Kedric said to me as he entered the suite. He stepped further into the room and when he noticed Saquan sitting on one of the beds, he looked at me and asked, “Marri, what’s goin’ on? Why the fuck is that nigga here?”

           “Man, chill,” Saquan said calmly as he stood up from the bed. “Just hear Tamarri out.”

           I closed the door before telling Kedric, “You already know how I feel about you but you don’t know how I feel about Saquan. Look, I love you both in different ways because you’re different guys. You have totally different personalities and different ways of going about things. And I’m sorry I didn’t each of you about the other. I’m really sorry about that.”

           “It’s cool, baby,” Kedric said with a smile. “It doesn’t change how I feel about you.”

           “Me either,” Saquan told me.

           “I already asked Saquan if he wanted to spend the night here with me and now I’m asking you, Kedric. If it’s not your thing then I understand but I want to at least spend one night with the both of you before we all go off to college in different parts of the country.”

           “You want to have sex with both of us?” Kedric asked.

           “Yes.”

           “Damn.” He looked over at Saquan and then back at me and said, “I’m down. I mean, as long as me and you still get to make love then it’s cool.”

           “We’re all gonna make love. That means I want you two to kiss and touch each other, too.”

           Saquan chuckled and said, “I don’t know about all that.”

           “I’ll have y’all kissing by the end of the night. Now come on, let’s go shower.”

           I was already in a hotel robe by that point so I just stood there and watched them undress. They both had sexy bodies but they were going out of their way to avoid looking at each other. My mouth watered the moment I saw their dicks swinging. Kedric’s dick was circumcised and he only kept a small patch of his pubic hair intact. Saquan’s dick was uncircumcised and his pubic hair was naturally bushy but it wasn’t out of control. When I took my robe off, both of their dicks got hard within seconds. That’s when I noticed Saquan’s dick was slightly longer than Kedric’s.

           “Lead the way, sexy,” Kedric told me.

           I led them into the bathroom and after I turned on the shower water, the three of us climbed in. For the first time since the night he took my virginity, Saquan kissed me like he meant it. While he was kissing my lips, Kedric began kissing the back of my neck while pushing his hard dick into my back. Saquan’s dick was pressed against my stomach. I felt like I was in heaven with them both kissing and touching me.

           “You can put lotion on my back, bruh?” Kedric asked Saquan while we were putting on lotion after the shower.

           “Yeah, I guess,” Saquan told him as he picked up the bottle and put some lotion on his hands.

           I swear watching them put lotion on each other’s backs turned me on like nothing else. If I was getting turned on by that then I was definitely going to lose my mind over seeing them kiss and do more. After we were all finished putting on lotion, we went over to one of the beds and climbed on. They were still being somewhat uptight so I climbed back off of the bed and left them on the bed together.

           “What you doin’?” Saquan asked me.

           “You two only touched each other when putting on lotion,” I told them. “If tonight is gonna be special, you’re gonna have to interact with each other more.”

           “I’m tryin’ to,” Kedric explained. “Saquan is the one bein’ a dick.”

           “Nigga suck my dick,” Saquan snapped at him.

           “I wish somebody would suck something up in here,” I cut in. “Saquan, you need to loosen up, baby. You said you were down for this.”

           “I am but I ain’t never kissed on a nigga like him. Shit, you’re the only dude I have kissed and I like that because you got them soft lips and sweet breath. I don’t wanna kiss some hot breath ass nigga.”

           “See, actin’ like a straight up bitch again,” Kedric said with a laugh.

           “Nigga, call me a bitch one more time.”

           I sighed loudly and told them, “If you two don’t stop the bullshit, I’m calling this night off. Clearly, y’all need to just kiss and get over it. I’m not getting back on the bed until you do.”

           They looked at each other for a few seconds and then moved closer to one another on the bed. Kedric wet his lips and Saquan did the same. Their heads moved in closer and closer to one another and before I knew it, they were locking lips. Their dicks went from soft to hard again instantly. At first, I thought they were just tolerating each other so that I would get back on the bed but then Kedric started playing with Saquan’s right nipple. Saquan responded by playing with Kedric’s left nipple.

           “Kedric can kiss good, can’t he?” I asked Saquan.

           He stopped kissing Kedric and answered, “He’s alright.”

           “Nigga, I’m better than alright,” Kedric bragged.

           Saquan rolled his eyes and then started licking and sucking on Kedric’s nipple. I climbed back onto the bed and wasted no time sucking both of their dicks while they kissed and played with each other’s nipples. They stopped paying attention to each other and turned their attention to me as I sucked their dicks more aggressively. As usual, Saquan jumped a little whenever I sucked him because the head of his dick was sensitive. When Kedric put one of his legs on top of Saquan’s leg and their feet touched, I hit a new level of horny. I rubbed my balls and further underneath to my asshole and both of their eyes lit up.

           “Turn around,” Kedric commanded me.

           “I was about to say the same thing,” Saquan said with a laugh.

           I turned around and put my face down with my ass up and they both began rimming me. I could feel both of their tongues and lips on my ass. One of them was licking from the area between my balls and ass up to my asshole, and the other was kissing and lightly biting my butt cheeks and then licking down to my asshole from the top of my ass crack. They had me shaking and clenching on the bed cover. My dick was so hard and precum was dripping from it like crazy.

           “His ass so good, bruh,” Kedric said to Saquan. “That shit good, right?”

           “Hell yeah,” Saquan agreed. “I shoulda been eatin’ this booty.” He smacked my ass hard and then shoved his tongue deep into my asshole.

           “Oh fuck,” I moaned out loud.

           “His ass feels better than pussy on my dick whenever we fuck,” Saquan told Kedric.

           Kedric laughed a little as he agreed, “Yep. Sometimes I’d go weeks without fuckin’ my girl just so I could build up a good nut to shoot off in this ass.”

           “Me, too, bruh. Me, too.”

           They licked my ass together for a while before taking turns making love to my ass with their lips and tongues separately. I would grab my dick every now and then but didn’t jackoff because I knew I’d cum if I did. They had me feeling so good when they were taking turns rimming me. I loved how wet and slippery they had my asshole. When I reached back to finger myself in between their licks, my finger slid in somewhat easily because of how wet they had me.

           “Damn, that shit is sexy,” Saquan said. “My dick is hard as fuck right now.”

           “Let me get it wet before you put it in him,” Kedric said to him.

           I turned around with the quickness to see Kedric sucking Saquan’s thick dick, getting it dripping wet with his saliva. Kedric had sucked me before but my dick was nowhere near the size of Saquan’s. I couldn’t believe how into it Kedric was.

           “Fuck, nigga,” Saquan moaned. “Suck that dick, boy.”

           It wasn’t long before I was down there, too, sharing Saquan’s pretty dick with Kedric. We took turns sucking his dick and licking his balls, and we kissed in between. Saquan was going crazy, especially whenever I deep throated him while Kedric licked his balls. I’d never seen him relax and moan that much. And when he grabbed the top of Kedric’s bushy hair, I damn near lost it.

           After a good while, we changed it up and while I sat on Kedric’s face, Saquan did his best to suck Kedric’s dick. I almost came twice as I gyrated on Kedric’s face while watching Saquan suck dick for the first time. These boys were taking me to a state of ecstasy I’d never experienced before, not even in my wildest dreams. When Saquan’s tongue began going below Kedric’s balls and Kedric spread his legs, I really lost it. I wasn’t expecting this boy to eat Kedric’s ass but there he was. Kedric’s dick got so hard that it stood straight up and stayed there.

           “Oh fuck, nigga!” Kedric called out as he spread his legs even more. “Yo, you win, nigga. Fuck!”

           “Eating ass twice for the first time,” I said to Saquan with a laugh. “You are progressing, baby.”

           He had Kedric running out of breath and shaking by the way he was sucking and licking on his tight pink asshole. I put my ass back on Kedric’s face and sucked his dick while Saquan rimmed him. If someone had taped us and put the video on the internet for sale, we would’ve made a ton of money. We were getting freaky like three pornstars up in that hotel suite.

           “Can you take both our dicks at the same time?” Kedric asked me.

           “Boy, hell no,” I said as I playfully hit him. “Y’all are not tearing up my walls.”

           “I gotta get up in it first,” said Saquan. “I’m too horny.”

           Kedric shook his head and said, “Nah, I got first dibs, bruh.”

           “You two aren’t gonna argue again, are you?” I asked them.

           They looked at one another for a little while before laughing and then kissing each other. They then shook hands and when Saquan nodded, Kedric smiled and nodded back. I don’t know what that meant but the next thing I knew, Kedric was reaching over and picking up the bottle of KY Jelly I’d bought that night. Saquan laid down and I began sucking his dick as Kedric put some lubricant on his dick and then some on his finger and fingered me to get my asshole lubed up. I was in the middle of deep throating Saquan when I felt the pain of Kedric’s nine-inch dick entering me. I was used to the shape of his dick so I remained relaxed and it helped.

           “He can take some dick, can’t he?” Saquan asked Kedric.

           “Hell yeah,” Kedric replied. “That ass is tight but he can relax and take the dick. It don’t hurt too much does it, baby? If so, I can slow down.”

           “No, you’re good, baby,” I told him. “You know I love when that big dick stretches me out.”

            I stuffed Saquan’s dick back into my mouth as I took about half of Kedric’s dick in my ass. Once I was used to his rhythm, I began throwing my ass back on his dick the way he liked it. Kedric loved when I threw my ass back on his dick and when I rode his dick. With Saquan, it was all about missionary because I think he liked the way I caressed his back while he was deep inside me. It’s crazy how it’s both fulfilling and draining to sexually please two different individuals.

           “Let my man Saquan get some of that ass, baby,” Kedric said to me as he pulled his dick out of me. He smacked my ass a couple of times before I climbed up onto Saquan’s body.

           I used the KY Jelly to lubricate Saquan’s dick and then I grabbed his dick to get the position right as I came down on it. He tensed up as my asshole wrapped around the head of his thick dick and slid down on it. It always took me a little time to get used to his dick because of how thick it was. I liked playing with his dick the most though because he was uncircumcised. I could tell things were different on that night by his facial expressions and his moans. He never let his emotions show like that during sex.

           “It’s better like this, isn’t it?” I asked him as I rode him faster.

           “Yeah, baby,” he answered. “Kiss me.”

           I kissed his lips for a little while because right after we began kissing, Kedric came over and made us both lick and suck on his dick. Every now and then, he’d bend down to share kisses with both of us. I rode Saquan faster and faster and his moans got louder and louder. Kedric must have gotten a little jealous because he didn’t let me ride Saquan for too much longer. He laid down next to Saquan and I climbed up on him and rode his dick. For the next fifteen minutes, I went back and forth between them. They then took turns fucking me missionary. I’d never been that sexually exhausted before. When it got to the point where I couldn’t take their big dicks anymore, I sat back and played with my sore ass and jacked off while they watched me and jacked each other off. They’d kiss every now and then but they were mainly eager to catch their nuts.

           “Yo, I’m gonna cum, nigga,” Saquan called out. “Keep tuggin’ on my shit, bruh! Ah!” Kedric jacked him off harder and faster as these big shots of cum shot out and landed all over his chest and abs.

           Seeing Saquan cum must have helped bring on Kedric’s orgasm because he began breathing heavier and moaned out, “Ooh, I’m gonna nut!” Saquan continued jacking him off as his dick skeeted over and over again, covering his chest with thick white cum. One shot went high and hit him in the face.

           Now that they’d cum all over themselves, they moved towards me. Saquan sucked on my left nipple and rubbed my sore asshole gently while Kedric sucked on my right nipple and massaged my right foot. It wasn’t long before I caught one of the most intense orgasms I’d ever experienced. I couldn’t remember the last time I skeeted cum from my dick, yet there I was shooting like crazy. I got cum all over my chest and neck and a little bit on my chin. They immediately began licking it up while kissing me and kissing each other.

           “Man, y’all are some freaks,” I told them with a laugh.

           They laughed and Saquan said, “You’re the one who just took two big dicks.”

           “I’m hungry as fuck,” said Kedric.

           “Me, too, bruh. There’s a Denny’s down the road. We can get some food to-go from there.”

           “First, we need to shower again,” I told them.

           We got up and showered before putting on our hotel robes. Since Saquan drove his car to the hotel while me and Kedric used Uber rides, he put back on his prom shirt, pants and shoes and headed out to get the food. While he was gone, I took advantage of the opportunity to talk to Kedric while I had him alone.

           “Tonight was crazy, right?” I asked him.

           “You can say that again, baby,” he said back with a laugh. “Shit, you got me to do some shit I never thought I’d do with anyone else other than you. I’m glad we did this though. It was fun.”

           “Are you gonna miss me when we go off to college?”

           “I’m gonna miss you like crazy, boo. I wish you weren’t goin’ off to college so far away. But I guess that’s just how it was meant to be.”

           “Yeah. So, I guess whenever we’re both in town at the same time, we can rekindle the flame.”

           “Me and you or you and Saquan?”

           “Both. Hell, I would like to be with both of you every time we do it.”

           He laughed again as he told me, “I’m gonna have to share you with him forever, huh?”

           “Pretty much.”

           “Well, that’s alright. I feel like y’all two are the only dudes I’ll ever be into like that.”

           “That’s right. Save all that good dick for me and our boyfriend.”

           He put his arm around me and said, “I still love your cute ass.”

           “I love you, too.”

           Saquan returned with the food a little while later. All I ate were a few pancakes because I didn’t wanna have to use the bathroom after taking so much dick. After we finished eating, we got naked again and climbed into the other bed together. We got all cuddled up under the covers and kissed each other goodnight. With both their arms around me and their feet warming mine, I fell deep into a good sleep. I wished that night would last forever and even though I knew it wouldn’t, I knew it would forever be a night I’d remember.

[Disclaimer]: Pictures used do not reflect the sexuality or personality of people in the pictures. They only serve as visual examples of the characters.

© D.A. Morrison 2018

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“Formula TS-69”

           Due to my sensitive skin, it had always been hard for me to find a brand of soap that didn’t break me out. There were a handful of brands that worked but didn’t have the scent I desired. Being a chemist was a gift and a curse because I knew what chemicals I needed to get my desired product but hadn’t come up with the right successful formula. On the sixty-ninth try, I decided to give up. I put the bar of soap I’d created from the last experiment in my carrying case to use as a test trial and then left the laboratory to call it a night.

           The next day after work, I headed to the gym to instruct my women’s aerobics class. While I never had a problem with the women at the gym, I sometimes received different forms of disrespect from men because I’m a transwoman. I’d developed a tough skin in my thirteen-plus years of transitioning; however, some men went to the extreme in pointing out the fact that I’m trans. Luckily, I hadn’t been threatened with physical violence in a long time but transphobia was painful to deal with, too. After instructing the aerobics class, I took a shower using my final soap formula to test it out and document my skin’s reaction to it. What happened next is something that still boggles my mind to this day.

                                             Me (Sascha Martin)

           “That soap you’re using smells fantastic,” this older white woman said to me in the unisex locker room. “Where did you purchase it from?”

           “I created it,” I told her while putting on lotion.

           “You did? Wow, it smells so great.”

           “Thank you. It actually makes my skin feel so smooth. I thought for sure this formula would be another dud like my others. I’m not so sure now.”

           “You could probably make a ton of money off of it. I know I’d pay top dollar for it.”

           I smiled as I finished getting dressed. I tried not to let the woman’s comments get me too excited but it was hard not to. Had I finally done it? Had I created the perfect soap for my skin? I couldn’t help but get a little excited at the thought of developing something that could not only help me but other transwomen in my situation. After getting dressed, I left the unisex locker room and immediately gained attention I rarely received from men at the gym.

           “You need help carryin’ your bag, Miss?” this young but cute black teen asked as he approached me.

           “He can’t help you,” said an older similar looking guy who must’ve been the teen’s brother. “I got way more muscles than him.”

           “I can carry my own bag,” I told them with a smile. “Thanks for offering though.” I gave them a look and then proceeded to the exit.

           “You come in here often?” asked a third guy, a handsome dark-skinned man who was shirtless and looked familiar.

           “Every Tuesday and Thursday,” I answered. “Aren’t you the guy who once called me ‘He Man’ or something like that?”

           He acted as if I were mistaken and asked, “What? I would never say that about a woman as beautiful as you.”

           “Well, either way, I need to get going.”

           “Alright, beautiful. I’ll see you next Tuesday then.”

           Not knowing what to make of what was happening, I hurried out the door and when I made it to my car, I realized something had fundamentally changed. Men usually gave me weird looks or said dumb stuff, and now I was getting hit on by them in public no matter what age they were. Naturally, I began to theorize that it had something to do with the soap formula. Even if it did, what were the odds of creating a formula that attracted men? I was creating soap as a side project because I needed it but also because I was bored with my actual work assignments at the lab, but my little side experiment could’ve been a major breakthrough. I had to test it out further.

           “Sascha,” called out a sexy voice the moment I stepped into my apartment building lobby.

           I turned to see it was my neighbor, Amir Jefferies. Amir was already living in the building when I moved in there six months ago. He was a photographer and deliveryman that always brought a different woman back to his place almost every night. He was nice to me whenever we happened to see each other in the building but I never took his kindness for more than what it was. While I was extremely attracted to him, I knew he didn’t feel the same way about me.

                                               Amir Jefferies

           “Amir, hey,” I said as I pressed the button for the elevator.

           “How are you, beautiful?” he asked as he leaned an arm against the wall beside where I was standing.

           Somehow containing my joy inside, I smiled and replied, “I’m great. You?”

           “I’m good. Hey, there’s something different about you. I don’t know what it is but…” He leaned in and sniffed around me before continuing, “…it’s noticeable.”

           “I haven’t done anything different.” The elevator became available and we both stepped on. I pressed the button for our floor and when the doors closed, I looked at him and asked, “So, I didn’t hear the usual sounds coming from your apartment last night.”

           He laughed a little and rubbed his nose as he explained, “I had some work to catch up on so I didn’t want company. However, I’m in the mood for some tonight.” He licked his lips and looked me up and down before asking, “You think you can help me out with that?”

           “Amir, what are you suggesting?”

           “You tell me. You’re the one that’s acting brand new today for a change.”

           The elevator reached the sixth floor, our floor, and we stepped off together. As we walked down the hall towards our apartments, I asked him, “How am I acting brand new? You’re the one who usually says, ‘hi’ to me, and then goes on about his business.”

           “I think you got that wrong. I always assume you’re too busy to kick it with me because you’re a careerwoman and everything.”

           “Either way, I would understand why you wouldn’t want to do…whatever it is you’re suggesting.”

           “Sascha, we’re both adults. We can be upfront about this.”

           When we made it to our neighboring apartment doors, I stood by mine and stared into his eyes as I said, “You go first. Be upfront with me.”

           “I think what’s different about you today is that you’re finally ready to admit there’s something between us. This sexual attraction is strong and I think it’s time that we do something about it.”

           I truly felt like I was going to faint at that moment. I have no idea how I was able to stay on my feet and remain balanced as I looked into his big brown eyes. He took a step towards me and that’s when I became overwhelmed and had to grab onto his strong arm to keep my balance. I was horny, confused and dazed all at the same time. He was the first man to ever make me feel that way. Still, reality hit me and I began to wonder if it was wrong to believe in my soap formula. Was this all really happening or was I trippin’? There was only one way to find out. I had to push it and see where it all could go.

           “You’re right,” I told him as I continued to stare into those eyes. “You’re absolutely right, Amir. I am ready and I don’t have the lingering doubts I had before. But I don’t want this to be something you’d regret and then blame me for. I’ve been with men who aren’t used to being with a woman like me and…”

           “Sascha, I’m not those men. I’m mature and I am secure in my manhood. When I’m attracted to a woman, it’s more than just physical. I would never limit myself to one type of woman because I know for a fact that if I do, I could miss out on the one woman that would change my life. So, how about you and I go on a date tonight?”

           I laughed again as I said to him, “That’s not your style and you know it. No, I want you to come over to my apartment tonight at midnight with your camera.”

           He flashed the cutest smile as he asked, “You want me to bring my camera?”

           “Yes, because I want you to take some photos of me.”

           “Damn, you do know me, huh?”

           “I sure do. Oh, and one more thing.”

           “What’s that?”

           “I want you to be a good boy and come over in nothing but your underwear.”

           “Yes, ma’am.” He leaned in and sniffed me again before moaning, “Mmm.”

           I looked down and saw that his dick had gotten hard in his jeans. I smiled at him as I backed away to my door. I pulled out my keys and unlocked the door as he went over to his apartment. Once I was inside my apartment, I dropped my gym bag and purse to the floor and grabbed my chest. My heart was beating a million times per second. After pulling myself back together, I hurried into my bedroom to find the perfect thing to wear for my impromptu photoshoot.

           “Wow, you actually did it,” I said as I stared at him in my doorway. “Nice bulge, baby.”

           “Damn, look at you,” he said as he stepped into my apartment. “That lingerie is sexy and fits you just right.” His dick began to get hard so he tried to cover it with his camera but he had too much dick for it to cover.

           I giggled and told him, “Let’s go into my bedroom. I have a quilt covering the window to block out that bright streetlight from outside.”

           He followed me into my bedroom and I stood by my bed as he prepared to begin taking photos of me. I got a good look at him from head to toe now that we were standing far from each other and I got turned on to the max. He had a beautiful body. I already knew that but seeing it outside of clothes was a little overwhelming for me. I think I was messing with his creativity by the way I kept staring at him because he kept trying to take photos from different angles but couldn’t get it right.

           “This isn’t gonna work,” he said to me.

           “Is something wrong?” I asked.

           “The lighting in here isn’t working right with my camera. How is the lighting in your bathroom?”

           “I’m not sure. We can go see.”

           We stepped into my bathroom and that’s when he finally began taking photos of me. He took a few of me standing by my shower and then motioned for me to begin taking off my lingerie. Normally, I would’ve been shy as fuck stripping down for a man I barely knew but there was something about him that made me feel comfortable. Leaving only my heels on, I posed naked for him as he took more photos of me. Seeing his heavy bulge shift in his underwear every time he moved to get me from a different angle made my own dick grow harder and harder. He had me feeling so sexy and confident.

           “Beautiful,” he said to me as he reviewed the shots on his camera’s screen.

           “You’re not going to post these online or anything, are you?” I asked him.

           “No. I have a form that I’ll give you saying these photos are only for my private collection and that if I post them, you can take me to court. I’ll sign them and you’ll sign them and then you’ll have a copy and I’ll have a copy. I’m professional about my shit, baby.” He laughed as he sat his camera down on my bathroom sink. “Now that your photoshoot is done, how about we shoot a porno without the camera?” He pulled his underwear off and his big dick flopped down.

           He grabbed me by my waist and pulled me into him before hoisting me up a little and pressing his sexy lips to mine. The way he was passionately and aggressively kissing me turned me on so much that I almost fainted a few times in his strong arms. I hadn’t been kissed that passionately in a long time. Just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, he began kissing and sucking on my breasts while softly caressing my ass. Even though I felt like I was in heaven, I felt a surprising wave of guilt come over me.

           “Amir, stop,” I said as I backed away from him.

           “Baby, what’s wrong?” he asked. “I wasn’t too rough on your titties, was I?”

           “No, it felt amazing. I can’t do this because…it’s wrong.”

           “Huh? I don’t understand.”

           “Amir, the only reason why you’re feeling the way you do about me is because I showered with a special soap that I created at the lab. Your attraction to me isn’t natural. It’s because of trial serum sixty-nine, the formula I put in the bar of soap I showered with today at the gym.”

           He smiled as he asked, “Is this some kind of joke or something? I know you’re a chemist and everything but…”

           “It’s not a joke. The moment I showered with that soap, men started hitting on me at the gym. Hell, even a woman complimented me on the scent. I can’t believe I let it go to my head. I can’t have sex with you because I know you really don’t want to have sex with me. You just think you do because of the scent.”

           “Sascha, I can guarantee that my attraction to you isn’t because of some soap you used. Baby, if you don’t believe me then take a shower with me using a different soap and you’ll see that nothing will change.”

           “I think it would be easier if we just forgot all about this.”

           “If I’m wrong then you won’t ever have to speak to me again after tonight. We’ve gone this far. Why not test out my theory?”

           I thought about it for a second before reluctantly taking off my heels and turning on the shower water. We climbed inside and I picked up one of my name brand soaps that didn’t break me out or make my skin dry. We showered together and after it was over, we dried each other off and then went back into my bedroom. He sat down on my bed and I leaned against my dresser. I just knew I was right and when he was silent for a long period of time, I finally got fed up. I was about to tell him goodnight but then he stood up and dropped the towel that was around his waist to the floor. His big dick was rock hard and he had the biggest smile on his face.

           “It’s not the soap, baby,” he said as he stepped towards me. “How could it have been when you made my dick hard the first day you moved into this apartment? That was way before you created…what was it, trial serum sixty-nine?”

           Before I could even come up with another theory, he grabbed me and lifted me up onto his strong body. He pinned me up against my dresser and kissed me passionately again as he thrusted his hips into me. He then took me over to my bed and gently laid me down on my back before spreading my legs and kissing his way down from lips to my neck to my breasts to my navel and finally to my hard dick. Without any hesitation, he began sucking my dick and I could immediately tell it wasn’t his first time.

           “Oh, baby,” I moaned as I clenched onto my sheets.

           He sucked me nice and slow for a while before sucking me faster and taking more of my dick into his mouth and throat. Soon, he was deep throating me without gagging once. He had my manicured toes curling up repeatedly by the way he was sucking my dick. As if sucking my dick wasn’t making me moan loud enough, he began kissing and licking my balls before pushing my legs back and licking on my asshole. I’d just gotten it waxed the day before so it was hypersensitive. He had me shaking and losing my mind each time he shoved his tongue deep inside it and then sucked on the rim of it with his full lips.

           “Amir!” I shouted as I reached down and grabbed the back of his head.

           He put his hand over mine and ate my ass aggressively. For the first time in my life, I felt like I was about to cum without touching my dick. As if he sensed he was pushing me over the edge, he stopped eating me and made me change positions with him. Now he was laying on his back and I was on top of him. I kissed him and licked on his nipples before moving down to his massive dick, which had to be over ten inches. I had to open my mouth wide to suck on it due to its thickness. He came up on his elbows and looked down at me as I sucked as much of his dick as I could, which was about halfway down the shaft. He had too much dick for me to suck down to the base, so I gagged on about half of it a few times before licking and sucking on his balls.

           “Yeah, get freaky, baby,” he said to me with that deep voice of his. “I rarely get women who are willing to get as freaky as me.”

           I knew exactly what he wanted me to do, so after licking on his balls for a while, I made him spread his legs more and pull them back a little for me. His tight asshole winked at me immediately and I wasted no time tasting it. The sound he made when my tongue first licked his asshole was so sexy that I couldn’t believe my ears. I rubbed his asshole a few times and he moaned each time it pulsated with my finger against it. I then went back to licking on it and got it wetter and wetter. I’d licked a man’s asshole a few times before but the experience was different with Amir. He seemed to be enjoying it way more than the men I’d done it for before. He had me thinking of doing more to him.

           “You’ll get the chance,” he said with this big smile. “I’ve always wanted to but I gotta think on it some more, baby.”

           “Believe it or not, I’ve never fucked a man before. Each guy I’ve been with either doesn’t clean his ass properly so I won’t go near it or when he does, he only lets me lick on it a little.”

           “Well, like I told you earlier today, I’m not like most men. Now kiss me.”

           I moved back up onto his big body and kissed him. We kissed and touched each other for a long period of time before I climbed off the bed and went into my closet to get some condoms and my lubricant. Luckily, I had two Magnum XL condoms left because the regular sized ones weren’t going to fit his dick. He licked my ass and I sucked his dick some more before he put on a condom and lubed his dick up with my lubricant. I put a considerable amount of the lubricant in my ass because I knew it would take more to prepare for him and that monster he was carrying between his legs.

           “Tell me if it gets too uncomfortable,” he told me as he teased my tight opening with it. “You sure you don’t wanna ride me to get comfortable?”

           “I trust you,” I told him.

           He kissed me before putting his focus back on entering me missionary style. I caressed his chest and gently pinched his nipples as he began to push the head of his dick into me. I squeezed on his nipples harder and harder the more he pushed inside of me. The nipple play was obviously turning him on more because I could feel his dick throbbing hard as it entered me. He’d pause every few seconds so that my ass could adjust to his presence and then he’d continue making progress. It wasn’t long before he was starting a steady rhythm where he’d push about half of his dick into me and then pull back a little before pushing in deeper. Once I was comfortable and could tolerate the pain, he lowered himself onto me and I wrapped my arms around him.

           “Yeah, hold onto me, baby,” he whispered in my ear.

           I held onto him as he began to go deeper and deeper into me. It seemed like the deeper he went, the more pleasure I was starting to feel. He’d kiss me while pushing into me and I’d feel nothing but pleasure. Then he’d stroke me hard and I’d feel a mixture of pleasure and pain. The uncertainty of not knowing how my ass would react was sexy to me for some reason. It was like I had no idea what to expect each time he pulled back and then pushed into me. When I slid my hands down his lower back and grabbed his muscular ass, he fucked me harder and harder.

           “Oh shit!” I hollered out. “Yes! Fuck me, daddy! Ah!”

           I wanted to drive him as crazy as he was driving me, so I slid my fingers in between his ass cheeks and rubbed on his asshole. He fucked me even harder and for a few seconds, we both lost control of ourselves. He immediately pulled out of me and I thought he was about to cum because of how he was convulsing and moaning. I think he also thought he was going to cum because he snatched the condom off. When he didn’t cum, he picked up another condom and tore the wrapper before putting it on his dick. He put some lubricant on it and then climbed off the bed and went over to my computer chair and sat down. I climbed off the bed and went over to him and climbed up onto his lap. I grabbed his dick and positioned it under my ass before coming down on it slowly.

           “Oh, fuck,” I moaned as my wet asshole embraced his swollen dick.

           He had this serious look on his face while I was beginning to ride him. Occasionally, he’d bite down on his bottom lip because my asshole would tighten up on his dick, but he mostly kept that serious look on his face. I wasn’t sure why he was making that face until he started grabbing me to slow me down. That’s when I figured he was trying not to cum. Knowing that I had that kind of control over him made me drunk with sexual power. I started riding his dick faster and faster and when he tried to stop me, I grabbed his arms and fought hard to keep them at his sides. I rode his dick like crazy and pushed him over the edge.

           “Fuck!” he hollered out. “Sascha!”

           His body went crazy and he almost made me fall over so I had to wrap my arms around his neck. He was shaking and jumping and I could feel his cum filling up the condom inside me. I’d never made a man cum that hard before so I was feeling a newfound sense of sexual strength as he continued to convulse under me. It took him a good while to calm down from that orgasm but when he did, he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me. He then held me as he stood up with his dick still deep inside me. He began fucking me again while standing up.

           “Ooh, baby,” I moaned as I dug my nails into his back.

           Keeping in place with one arm, he used the hand of his other arm to jack me off while he fucked me. I stared into his eyes and pressed my forehead to his as he brought me closer and closer to an orgasm. When his dick began to curve up into my ass at an odd angle, I think he tapped my prostate because I felt this huge amount of pressure building up inside me and then came this big orgasmic release. It was as if my asshole and my dick were teaming up to prove to me how real this experience was.

           “Oh…my…God,” I managed to say as my dick squirted out these thick white shots of cum all over Amir’s abs.

           My body tensed up and then relaxed on its own as I experienced this prolonged orgasm that had me on the verge of tapping out. I’d never had an orgasm last that long before in my life. His dick was still inside me and it was hard so my asshole was tightening on it. He was just grinning while I was trying to calm my body down from the intense orgasm he’d made me have. That shit had me ready to hit him because it felt so good.

           “You think you’re so bad,” I said as I playfully hit his chest. “Boy, let me down!”

           He let me down and laughed when I couldn’t stop my legs from shaking. He helped me over to my bed and joked, “I’ve had that effect on women before.”

           “Fuck you.” I laughed and playfully hit him again.

           He got down on his knees in front of me and told me, “Tell me what you want, Sascha. I want to give you anything you want.”

           I thought about it for a second before smiling and telling him, “Cook me dinner tomorrow at your place.”

           “Is that all?”

           “Also, until we both get tested, buy some condoms because you just used my last two Magnums, you big-dicked freak.”

           He laughed and then started kissing me again. We got up and took another shower together before climbing into my bed and cuddling up. He told me all about how he used to be ashamed of liking both cisgender women and transwomen before he found out his older brother liked both, too. I told him about how I grew up sheltered with a supportive family and went through a wild phase where I got tattoos in college because my best friend dared me to. I still wasn’t sure if my soap formula caused the breakthrough that I had with Amir, but I honestly didn’t care. Trial serum sixty-nine might have brought us together, but natural chemistry was going to handle the rest.

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© D.A. Morrison 2018

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Daddy

[morrisondauthor]

“I Ain’t Gay, But…”

           When I got in a fight with one of my homeboys and my other two homeboys sided with him over me, I moved out of our apartment and in with my sister Monique and her roommate Javion. I didn’t have many problems living there with them, especially since they had a comfy ass pullout sofa bed. But I did get a little annoyed by how Javion looked at me sometimes and how he walked around in his underwear or other skimpy stuff at night. I understood that it was him and my sister’s apartment but I paid some bills, too, and I shouldn’t have had to see him like that almost every night. I tried not to make a fuss about it but one night, I got fed up.

           “Yo, why you always walk around like that?” I asked him the moment he entered the kitchen shirtless wearing nothing but a pair of polka dotted tights.

           “Like what?” he asked as he opened the refrigerator door.

           “In yo underwear and shit. I know you did that when it was just you and my sister livin’ here, but I stay here, too.”

           He pulled out his carton of vanilla almond milk and shut the refrigerator door before saying, “You walk around shirtless all the time. Montez, you’re shirtless now.”

           “But I ain’t walkin’ around in my draws and shit.”

           He licked his lips and said, “Damn, I wish you would.”

           “You disrespectful as fuck.”

           “Oh my God.” He rolled his eyes and said, “I’m just joking with you, Montez. Damn, it is not that serious, boo-boo.”

           “Look, I try not to be mean to you and I don’t ever come at you on no disrespectful shit the way you do me. All I’m askin’ is that you wear clothes whenever you walk around. Is that askin’ for too much?”

           “Yes, because we’re both men and I don’t see the problem. You’re only trippin’ because I’m gay. Montez, don’t nobody want you. Trust me.”

           “Still, you need to show me some respect.”

           He did this fake high-pitched giggle as he went over to a cabinet and pulled down a glass. While pouring some almond milk into the glass, he told me, “If I were a woman walking around here in my underwear, you wouldn’t be saying shit. Don’t even lie like you would because we both know you wouldn’t. Montez, I am not here to protect your fragile male ego. You’re not into men. I know you’re not, Monique knows you’re not and most important, you know you’re not. So, what the fuck is the problem if I walk around here with my shirt off and some damn tights?”

           I sucked my teeth and told him, “Just forget it.”

                                                 Me (Montez)

           “Exactly. Is there anything else you want to discuss?”

           “Nah.”

           “Okay then. Goodnight.” He put his carton of almond milk back in the refrigerator and as he was leaving the kitchen, his booty clapped in his tights.

           I finished making my sandwich, grabbed my can of soda and headed into the living room to watch TV. While sitting there, I thought about what Javion had said. He was right that I shouldn’t have been bothered by him walking around dressed like that, but I was bothered by him. I know most straight guys get hit on by gay dudes all the time but it seemed like they’re the only ones who hit on me. I couldn’t even remember the last time a woman made a pass at me or even said I was fine or anything like that. Almost every day at my job gay dudes would give me looks or downlow guys would throw their hints at me. I got hit on whenever I went to the gym. Yet, I’d try to talk to women and they’d quickly say they weren’t interested or I wasn’t their type. It was like women no longer found me attractive and only guys did.

           “Bruh, you not gonna believe this shit,” my homeboy Travis said to me on the phone later that night. “I just met this bad ass freaky Latino bitch at Wal-Mart and she followin’ me home right now.”

           “Nigga, you lyin’,” I said back.

           “Wait until I record some of that shit and send you the vid. You’re gonna see how for real I am.”

           “How the fuck did you meet a freaky Latino bitch at Wal-Mart and convince her to let you smash?”

           “Luck, my nigga. It’s gotta be luck. She was on the chip aisle bendin’ over to get some chips and I could see her fat pussy lips through her sweatpants. My dick got super hard and when she turned around and seen it, she licked her lips and touched my shit like she owned it.”

           “Nigga, stop lyin’!”

           “Bruh, I ain’t on that bullshit. You’ll see. I’ma record when I’m hittin’ it from the back and I’ma send it to you.”

           “Alright, man.”

           “I’m almost back to the spot so I’ll hit you up later.”

           “Okay, man. Later.” I ended the call and sat my phone down on the coffee table. Angrily, I shook my head and said to myself, “I could never get that lucky.”

           It was late but I wasn’t sleepy, so I hooked my Xbox One up to the TV and played some NBA 2K18. While I was playing, my phone vibrated on the table and I picked it up to see Travis had sent me the video. It was a small clip of him fucking the Latino girl from the back. She had a beautiful ass and she kind of turned to the side a little and I saw some of her face. I’d seen that girl plenty of times in Wal-Mart and other stores in the area. She’d never walked up and grabbed my dick before with her fine ass. I watched that eight second clip over and over again and my dick got hard as fuck.

           “Man, I wish I was in that pussy,” I whispered to myself.

           Now that my dick was hard, I needed to jackoff. So, I turned my Xbox One and the TV off and then turned off the lamplight in the living room so that it was dimmer in there. I pushed the coffee table back and pulled out the folded spring mattress so I could covert the sofa to my bed. I then went up the hall and got my blanket and pillows from the hall closet. My sister was most likely sleep but Javion’s door was open and he was laying on his bed with his butt up in the air texting somebody on his phone.

                                                   Javion

           I shook my head and headed back to the living room. After making the bed and putting my pillows down, I got under the cover and got on my phone to search for some porn to jackoff to. Just when I’d found the perfect video and was about to reach for my lotion, I heard footsteps coming down the hall. Thinking it was my sister, I pretended to be asleep.

           “I know you’re not sleep,” said Javion’s voice.

           I opened my eyes and sat up to ask him, “What the fuck you want?”

           “Chill the fuck out. I came in here to apologize to your dumbass but if you wanna be salty then I can just go back to my room.” He folded his arms and said, “I’m sorry for lookin’ at you and shit.”

           “J, it’s cool.”

           “No, it isn’t. Just because you probably do the same to women doesn’t mean I should do that to you. So, I won’t make anymore jokes or look at your dick print or any of that anymore.”

           “Look at my dick print? You be lookin’ at dick print in my shorts and shit?”

           “Montez, I said I was sorry.”

           “And I said it’s cool. Now answer me. Do you be lookin’ for real?” I slid my hand under the cover and into my sweatpants and the shorts I had on underneath.

           “Well…sometimes.” He giggled and admitted, “I love looking at it and you don’t even notice. Like the other day when you came back from the gym. You obviously weren’t wearing underwear because it was just flopping around everywhere. But I’ll stop doing that from now on since it makes you so uncomfortable.”

           “What do you think about when you look at me?”

           “What?”

           “Just tell me what do you think? Do you think I’m an ugly nigga with a nice dick print or what?”

           “Montez, I don’t think you’re ugly at all.”

           “Then what do you think of me?”

           “I think you’re sexy as fuck. I mean, you look a little like Monique but you’re fine as hell. I like tall dudes and you’re tall. I like men with a little more muscle though.”

           I couldn’t believe what I was thinking about but I was horny and he was right there. So, without thinking about it too much, I pulled my dick out under the cover and told him, “Come here.”

           “Why?”

           “Just come here. And turn that hall light off before you do.”

           He gave me a weird look before turning off the hall light and then stepping over to me. He stood beside the sofa bed and asked, “Okay, what?”

           “You better not tell nobody about this shit. I mean it, this stays between us.”

           “What are you talking about?”

           I took a deep breath and then pushed my blanket back to show him that my dick was hard and out of my sweatpants and shorts. His eyes grew wide and he immediately sat down on the bed beside me. I looked at him and asked, “Can you suck dick good?”

           “I got some skills,” he said as he grabbed my dick and started playing with it. “Damn, I knew you had a big dick. This shit gotta be over nine inches.”

           “It’s a little over nine. Put it in your mouth.”

           He gave me another look and then shrugged his shoulders before putting his big lips on my dick. It was like a mountain of stress fell off my back the moment he started sucking me. He was so smooth and quiet with it but was damn near sucking me down to my pubes. I’d never had that much of my dick sucked before by any girl that ever sucked me. He wasn’t even choking on it or anything. I was expecting him to get his spit all over me and the bed but he kept it nice and neat.

           “You like that, daddy?” he asked me while smacking the side of his face with my dick.

           “Shut the fuck up and just suck it,” I told him.

           He rolled his eyes and then got back to licking on my dick and sucking it. After a good while, he pulled my sweatpants and shorts down to my ankles and climbed onto the bed more. He put his ass up in the air and then started kissing and licking on my balls. That shit felt so good that I almost started making noise. Instead, I took deep breaths and exhaled loudly. He put my dick back in his mouth and deep throated me repeatedly before going all the way down and holding it for the longest. That’s when I had to say something.

           “Fuck, Javion,” I whispered. “Nigga.”

           He started massaging my balls with all of my dick in his throat and I had to pull him up because I wasn’t ready to bust my nut. He had me squirming and had my toes all curled up in my socks. I’d never gotten head that good before in my life so I was doing shit I never did while getting head. Not even pussy had ever made my toes curl up before. And this lil’ nigga just seemed determined to make me bust. He kept massaging my balls and deep throating me or sucking on the head while running his hand down my left leg to my foot and then back up to my inner thigh.

           “Nut in my mouth, daddy,” he whispered to me before stuffing my dick back into his mouth and going ham on it.

           I wished he hadn’t said that because that shit really got me. I put my hand on the back of his head and pushed my dick further into his throat by thrusting upward repeatedly. I didn’t say anything or moan out loud but I did breathe heavier and heavier as I felt that nut coming. He massaged my balls again while my dick was all in his throat and that’s when I caught the best nut I’d had in a while. I could feel my cum shooting in his throat. He kept sucking me so I lost control of my body for a few seconds. I was still hard so he kept sucking.

           “Nigga,” I whispered as I collapsed back onto my pillow.

           He kept sucking me and my dick stayed hard. That one nut was enough for me but I wasn’t gonna make him stop. If he wanted to get a second one out of me then he could. Shit, his mouth felt like a wet and warm vacuum on my dick. I didn’t push my dick into his mouth anymore. I just laid there and let him do his thing. After a long time, he grabbed my dick and jacked me off while still sucking me. That helped me catch the second nut.

           “Javion,” I finally moaned in a whisper. “Ooh, shit, nigga.”

           The second nut felt stronger than the first. I was shaking and jolting forward involuntarily. My dick shot more cum into his throat and he swallowed every last drip. Finally, my dick began to go soft and he finally took it out of his mouth. He kissed it a few times and then told me, “Wait right here.”

           He left and then returned a few moments later with a warmed soapy towel and a dry hand towel. He wiped my dick and balls off and then dried them. He then looked at me while I was pulling my sweatpants and shorts back up. I looked back at him and asked, “What?”

           “Nothing. I’m just shocked you let me do all that. Thank you.”

           “Shit, thank you. That shit felt good. No lie, I ain’t never had my dick sucked that good before.”

           “Was it good enough for you to let me do it again.”

           I laughed and said, “You got it, shorty. Just keep it between me and you. Can you do that?”

           “I can do that.”

           “Alright, cool. Now get yo gay ass outta here so I can get me some sleep.”

           “You better be glad you’re fine.” He stood up and I smacked his ass and squeezed on them soft butt cheeks. “Boy, what are you doing?”

           “Nigga, I said get outta here. With that fat ass.” I smacked it again and he giggled as he left the living room.

           I laid back down and put my hands behind my head as I said to myself, “Damn, I needed that bad.”

[Disclaimer]: Pictures used do not reflect the sexuality or personality of people in the pictures. They only serve as visual examples of the characters.

© D.A. Morrison 2018

[1kkhey]

I love it

[sweeter-thejuice]

Bound: I

OC x Erik

Warnings: smut, angst 

Word Count: 6.2k 

Sweat glistened off of my body while my legs pumped at full speed, half resistance on the elliptical. With music blasting in my ear, I pumped hard trying to drown out the stress and trepidation that resonated through my bones over these past five days. Coming back to my hometown gave me a certain uneasiness that I couldn’t ignore. The gym being my main stress outlet, I made it my first priority, the second I got here, to get a weekend pass to work out until I was numb, physically and mentally. 

It’s been three years since I left this town, unannounced. Mia, my best friend, being the only person informed of my whereabouts. I made the impulsive decision of moving from New York to California, 2,764 miles away from everyone, the day after my high school graduation. This weekend was the first time we’d seen in each other in years. Over the past years, the act of Mia and I interacting, physically, was forbidden and taboo. I wanted nothing persuading or swaying me to feel guilty of my selfish decision. We communicated through social media and FaceTime, keeping our connection strong. Now that I’m prepared, and my life in California is too established for me to leave, I decided it was time for us to have a reunion.

 Minus the constant trouble, negative energy and depression, I did, unfortunately, have a good, oblivious life here in Brooklyn. The universe gave me friends that cared about me, a boyfriend who loved me, and, all-in-all, a family that I chose. 

~

We’re called the fab five. Five of the baddest, black women in our hometown walking around like the world revolved around our satisfaction. Honestly, we’re just a bunch of rude bitches, dividing and starting unnecessary mess within our community. The fab five hosts all of the parties, keeps our grades top of our class, dresses to impress, keeps our hair and nails slayed and only dates men that were above or on our level. You had to be cute, to our standards, or rich to associate yourself with us. We didn’t even know the damage we were causing to self-esteems and quite frankly, we didn’t care. The group started in the ninth grade and lasted until our senior year, surprisingly. 

Tori, a dark-skinned, beautiful demon is the leader of the group. With her being rich, powerful and smart, the name and rules of the group was coined by her. Jade, Tori’s right hand woman, is always cleaning up Tori’s mess and creating some of her own. Her light skin complexion got her in and out of a lot of trouble. Keiosha, another member, followed Tori and Jade. The most calm of the group, Kei made it a priority to stay out of mess and settle any beefs. Although peace is her mantra, she finds herself in a lot of sticky situations, you know, with her head being stuck up Tori’s round ass. Then there’s Mia, a sad, depressed, troubled young woman and my best friend. We are polar opposites from everyone else and try to stay as far away from their mess as possible. The only reason we joined the group is because of the connections and, although we hate to admit, power. 

“Bitches, we’re getting dumb lit prom weekend!” Tori announced while stuffing chicken nuggets in her perfect mouth. The rich bitch payed the security guard to allow the fab five to leave campus for food. Her father owned an oil company and her mother was an investment banker. The influence that they had on the school and public officials around them were too real. There was nothing money couldn’t get them. “My mom rented out this club in upstate New York and we’re going to have the time of our lives. Free drinks, an unlimited supply of weed, a DJ, food catering, you name it and it’s there! My dad set up the arrangement and he’s working on the flyers. We’ll be passing them out Wednesday.” A squeal came from the girls that sat next to her, Jade to her right and Keiosha to her left, both her little minions. Unimpressed, Mia and I gave each other a look and stood up from the table. 

“Uh, sounds good,” I said picking up my bag and putting on my backpack, “we’ll catch up with you all later.” 

Tori waved her hand, dismissing us like we asked for her permission. Just a couple of more months and I don’t have to look at this tired ho ever again. If it was up to me, I would’ve beat her ass a long time ago, but my fear of jail and losing all of my life investments spooked me out of the idea. Being her friend wasn’t all that miserable. I got a bomb ass scholarship out of the situation, Bill Gates to be exact. Almost one million dollars for college that I can spend at my own leisure. No debt, all four years paid for and extra spending money is what heaven sounds like to the average college student.

“Is she trying to mess up our opportunities or something? Talking about alcohol and weed. Bitch, we’re barely eighteen!” Mia ranted beside me. We were headed to our sixth period, government class that we shared together. 

“Girl, you know how that silly bitch gets, thinking she runs New York and shit. I’m not going to the party. I refuse to associate myself with her after prom.” Mia shook her head in agreement. Inches away from the classroom, Mia took my hand and pulled me backwards. 

“Wait!” 

I yanked my hand from her firm grasp. 

“Girl, what the fuck is wro-” I was about to tear the bitch another asshole when the sound of the orchestra played beautifully behind me. 

When you’re feeling lost in the night 

When you feel your world just ain’t right 

Call on me, I will be waiting 

Count on me, I will be there 

Monica’s, For You I Will was being sung by our school’s choir. They all wore yellow, my favorite color. The smiles on their faces were enough to wipe my anger away and send me into a smiling fit. I turned to Mia to see if she had some information but my eyes immediately fell to the beautiful yellow rose in her hand. Holding it closer to my face, she shook her head and stuck out her tongue. 

“Take the flower bitch and go in the classroom!” I took the flower from her hand as she slid my backpack from my shoulders. My legs moved hesitantly towards the classroom where I was instantly blown off my feet at the scenery inside. 

Hanging from the ceiling were beautiful yellow lights and the desks were pushed against the back wall. Yellow flowers, dahlias, my favorite, were shaped on the floor in letters that spelt out the words ‘Prom, lil nigga?’. A chuckle escaped my lips as tears rolled down my cheek. Nobody but Erik’s weird ass would do something so thoughtful and romantic, yet so hood. My tears were cut short when I felt a couple of strongs arms wrap around me. 

“Prom,” his lips grazed my ear, “lil nigga?” 

Turning around to meet his gaze, I pecked his lips. “Sure, big nigga.” With the choir and orchestra still going, we swayed in the middle of the classroom to our favorite song. 

~

I pumped a couple of more times before my music paused and started again.

bestfriend sent you a message:

-Bitch, the kick back starts in 10 minutes.

Honestly, I forgot all about that party. Going to the party was not apart of my agenda. There was going to be too many of my demons there for me to face, unfinished business. If it wasn’t for Mia manipulating and threatening me, I would’ve blocked her number and called her when I got back to Cali. 

Forcefully removing myself from the machinery, I shot her a quick text saying that I’d be there in thirty minutes. I walked to the gym’s restroom, wiped my body with a fresh towel then headed to my car. 

The girls and I planned on going to NYU together before I broke the group up changing to UCLA at the last minute. The fab five was not true to my character or who I wanted to be as a woman. Being self-absorbed is not a bad thing but when it’s used to divide and single out other women, it reaches a new form of evil. The group was not the best time of my life and if I could erase some of the memories from it, I would and that’s exactly what I wanted to do. If it wasn’t for the history, prior to joining the group, that Mia and I shared, I would’ve cut her off too, but she was my sister and we promised to always be there for each other.

I parked in front of the huge chateau, belonging to the leader of our dismantled group. It was supposed to be a small get together, only the fab five and their plus one, but the cars splattered out of the driveway and on the road said other wise. Glancing at my self in the mirror, I pulled my now frizzy silk press back in a ponytail, adjusted my sports bra and smeared lip gloss on my lips. Maybe, I should’ve brought a change of clothes. Opting out of being completely careless, I pulled my light purple jacket from my gym bag and placed it over my body. My gym outfit was colorful, but not too bad. Why do I even care? 

I checked the time that read, 8:03. My plane departed around two o’clock so I had my escape plan ready. Everything was packed back at the hotel but that was going to be my excuse. I plan on gettting out of here by nine o’clock, amen. Before I even arrived to the door, it swung open letting out an aroma of weed and alcohol. It’s about to be a long night.

“BITCHHHHHH! I missed you!” Mia yelled out, fake because we’ve been with each other for the entire weekend. I squealed and pushed her off of me quickly, denying that type of physical contact.

“Leigha!!!” And just like that the other three members of the fab five were embracing my body, kissing, grabbing and tugging all over me. Some touchy bitches they were. 

“We missed you so much!” Keiosha practically screamed in my ear while hugging me. 

“Okay get off me!” I said pushing them, knowing how I felt about intimacy.

“UGHH, you couldn’t find some better clothes?” Tori asked with a disgusted expression plastered across her gorgeous face. She wore a light blue, fitted, thin spaghetti strap dress with some strappy, nude heels, showcasing all of her womanly curves and kick ass body. Her thick hair was pulled up into a curly ponytail, leaving her shimmery shoulders on full display. A whole meal and I wanted a bite. My mouth watered ready to taste the rich chocolate and if she wasn’t such a bitch, I would have asked, even begged to have a piece.

“You couldn’t find a darker foundation shade?” Her makeup was fine but I wanted to match her tone. 

“Tuh, bitch, my makeup is beaT.” her arms found her chest. 

“Yea-” my mouth was ready to combat. 

“Alright, Leigha, everybody is here and they’re so excited to see you.” Mia took my hand and walked me through the foyer, up the stairs and down to the party room where the rest of the guest were. If it wasn’t for her, Tori and I would have stood there fighting for dominance with our words daring the other to make a move. The tension between us was sexual on my end but volatile on hers, which is not a good combination. She’s still mad I broke up the group. Mad because she can’t control me like she does the rest of these girls.

I greeted all of the guest individually, genuinely happy to see everyone. There were a couple of football players, dance members and ‘popular’ kids along with the boyfriends of the fab five spread out in the dim-lit room. I get sick to my stomach thinking about how much these people love to hang on to their high school glory days. That shit was three whole years ago, it’s time to grow up.

One thing I can give Tori is that, the devil knew how to throw bomb ass parties. The music was banging from the wall speakers and the decor complimented her home well. Rose gold accessories were spread out on the tables and floor with off white flowers creating that bougie feeling. It was a small party, to her standards, so there was no need for catering. She had a food table, with finger foods and a sweets table with cookies and brownies. To the far right of the room, there was a bar with pre-rolled blunts on a rose gold platters. I walked over to the bar and found a bottle of water. Making my way around the room, I stopped at the food table and viewed my options.

“Leigha, when are you going back home?” I was picking through the small selection of finger food when I heard Tori’s irritating voice over the soft talking and speakers. Of course everyone stopped when the queen began.

After filling my plate, I turned to her and stated bluntly, “At two AM.”

“So let me get this straight,” my legs worked their way to an empty chair, “You just got out here from California, today, after three years of no communication and now you’re leaving for California in a few hours?” Her hip swayed to the side and stayed, her hand meeting it. 

“No,” I placed the plate on the table and took a bite from my cucumber, “I came here Thursday and I’m leaving tomorrow, which is Tuesday, at two AM.” I plopped my fingers in my mouth and sucked them loud enough for her to turn up her nose at my rude table manners.

“See! This bitch is a whole ass bird.” I chuckled at her choice of words and dug into my tuna sandwich. The chatter picked up again and the four girls pulled up some chairs close to me.

“Lei, why didn’t you tell us you were here?” Keiosha spoke, the mediator of the five. Her hair was in a blunt cut and she wore a silk, red pants, two piece. Her and Tori had on the same shoes. Jade, a light skinned devil, sat next to her with her gorgeous body covered in a cute, orange romper. Mia was trying to contain her laugh while she stared at me with the other set of eyes.

“I didn’t want all of the attention on me. We all know how Tori gets when people aren’t talking about her all time.” Mia lost it.

“Cut the shit. You know exactly why you failed to inform us of your arrival, exactly why you failed to tell us about you going to UCLA. Ex-fucking-zackly why we had to get updates about your life for three fucking years from Mia. You’re a coward. You and Mia are two selfish ass bitches who only think about yourselves.” Rolling her long neck, she placed her arms over her breasts pushing them up a bit

“If you don’t get the fu-“ My insult was cut short when the chatter in the room picked up, volume increasingly high. We all stood up in unison, ready to defend each other from a possible threat. 

Unfortunately it wasn’t a murderer or a thief, nope, it was much worse, Erik Stevens showed up. The way I left things off with Erik was nothing short of a disaster. He was in the dark like everyone else. Mia promised me that he didn’t know about this party. She told me that she made everyone promise not to tell him about it. My stomach knotted and sweat built up on my already scorching skin. 

“Why is he here?” fear was laced in my tone.

“I invited him.” Tori announced pulling down her dress and making her way towards him. Jade and Keiosha followed like puppies, waiting for their owner’s command. Me and Mia sat down watching the pettiness exude from their perfect bodies. I wanted to get up and smack fire into them greasy bitches, but my memory of Tori’s power slapped me out of the thought. 

“I hate that bitch! She’s always starting some shit. I’m sick of her, man. How do you still hang out with her?” Mia touched my leg as it shook fiercely and looked down at her feet. Against all of my natural reflexes, I left her hand there and rubbed my thumb on her skin trying to ease mine and her nerves.

“They’re all I have, Leigha. You left me, remember?” My body couldn’t have turned quicker.

“That’s not fair. You could have came with me, you didn’t!” 

“Tuh, you’re the one who got that Gates Scholarship, Lei, not me! I couldn’t afford a move to Cali and I for damn sure wasn’t getting into UCLA.” Her arms found her chest and her body slouched in the chair. My lack of problem solving skills and empathy made me turn back around in my seat and glance at the wall, all thoughts of Erik’s presence pushed out my head, guilt replacing it. “I missed you, you know? You’re my best friend. The only person who knows everything about me. You ju-“

“You told me this before, Mia. I don’t want to hear this shit.” Standing up, I walked to the door that led to the balcony and slammed it shut behind me.

What did they expect from me? I don’t live my life for them. I’m tired of being the backbone. They need to learn to survive on their own, I’m doing it. Pressuring me to conform to them and cater to their needs is only going to push me away further. Mia will be alright. She don’t need me, man.

My thoughts were cut short when I heard the door open and shut behind me. “Mia, it’s my last night with you. I don’t feel like this, okay?” My legs turned so my eyes could fall on a creature that was the exact opposite of my soft best friend. With his dreads pulled back in two braids that ran to the back of his neck, his firm features were on full display. The gold in his mouth glistened on his pearl, white teeth as his dimples made an appearance. He looked simple with a plain white, fitted shirt, light washed jeans and white Nike’s.

“Do I look like Mia, lil nigga.”

“Fuck no. Mia’s not nearly as ugly.” I turned around to my original spot and placed my arms on the metal gate that circumferenced the balcony. Shortly, he stood next to me, his shoulder touching mine.

“Now you know I’m not ugly.” I felt his eyes burning the side of my face. Naturally, I turned to meet his gaze.

“You may not be ugly but you certainly not cute so what is it?” Gorgeous, an angel, crafted from the finest soil and molded by Jesus himself? Yes. 

He showed his grill again and put his hand on my hips pulling me into his chest. My nipple grazed his bumpy upper body and my vagina shuttered at the touch. Aren’t I supposed to be feeling some type of guilt or anxiety? Nope, I’m horny. The same feelings that ran through my bones three years ago resurfaced for this man and my previous nerves vanished at his touch. 

“I missed your smart ass.” Surprisingly, I welcomed his embrace and we stood there for a while, silent. It was nice to be held by a strong, confident human again. I haven’t felt this feeling in a while. Hugging was such an intimate thing for me, being an empath and all. Auras and spirits are absorbed through hugging so I try not to do it too often. Emotions were transferred from their body into mine and I felt some of his strength radiating through my blood while his arms pulled me closer. I wonder what emotions he took from me.

“You feel so good in my arms, lil nigga.” His softness surprised me, why isn’t he yelling, making a scene? Something big twitched near my lower region and I knew that wasn’t his leg. I pushed him off of me, breaking the contact.

“Alright, that’s enough.” My arms found the rail again.

“You wasn’t trying to come to this party, huh?” Closing my eyes, I prepared to get dragged. At his lack of words, I opened them and found his eyes on me scanning my body. I looked down and remembered my work out attire.

Relieved, I chuckled lightly and did a slow spin while swaying my hips. “You not feeling it? Straight from the clearance rack at Academy.” I stopped and met his expression.

“Oh, I love it. The color contrast is what really speaks to me. A purple sweater, a pink sports bra and green shorts. Girl, what you trying to do, taste the rainbow?” I cackled. He always came prepared with the jokes.

“Anyways,” My legs moved to the lawn chairs displayed against the back of the house, he followed.

“Speaking of rainbows, you still with that gay shit? Mia told me about you dating girls and shit.” I’m killing the bitch. My sexuality wasn’t something that I brought up to just anyone, so I trusted her with that information. I didn’t even explore the thought until I got to California but that’s beside the point. Let’s get into this nigga trying to invalidate my entire existence.

“What you mean ‘still into that gay shit?’ As if it was some kind of phase or act of rebellion? And I’m not gay, I’m bi-or- I don’t know, but boy, you can get the hell on with your dismissive tone.”

He pulled a blunt out his pocket and lit the end with the tip in his mouth. “Mmhm.” He took a drag and then held it out for me to grab. I swatted it and shook my head ‘no’.

“You’re still a square, I see.”

“You’re still annoying, I see.” I layed my head back on the lawn chair and stretched my body across the seat, memories of us in high school playing in my head.

~

“What if we get caught, Erik?” We walked behind the math building, going to Erik’s infamous smoke spot. It’s where all the rebels like Erik and his bad ass friends went to do God knows what. They smoked over here, had sex, shot dice you name it. No matter what it was, it was trouble and I had a reputation and scholarship to keep, so did Erik.

“We not going to get caught, relax.” His hand was soft in mine, making me swoon at his touch. Whatever he asked me to do, I did. I don’t even know why, honestly. He’s my closest friend besides Mia, but my feelings weren’t as strong for her as they were for him. We finally stopped at a spot hidden by an old raggedy storage unit. He pulled out a neatly rolled blunt and lit the end with the tip in his mouth. Taking a drag, he inhaled and let out the smoke then placed it in my hand.

“I don’t know what to do.” I admitted with no shame. Erik never made me feel insecure, everything was peaceful with him. I experienced a lot of firsts with him, this moment being one of them.

“Just place it between your lips, suck and inhale slowly, then let the smoke out.” He explained, simply. I did what he said but, somehow didn’t have the same outcome as him. Instead, I was a coughing mess, cuffing and squeezing my chest. That stuff burned. I guess it was a comedy show to him because he laughed loud ass hell shaking and clapping his hands.

“Nigga, that’s not funny. I could’ve died.” I placed the death stick back in his hand and watched him in disgust. “But, I’m happy you’re amused.”

“Here, do it again.” He moved it to my face and I rejected his offer shaking my head ‘no’.

“I’ve had enough, thank you.” He took another drag and repeated the same action.

“Come on, man. I don’t want to do it on my own.” He made puppy dog eyes and fluttered his long lashes. I refused to succumb to his blatant manipulation and peer pressure.

“I said no, big nigga! Now hurry up before we get caught.” He laughed and finished off the blunt.

“Square.”

~

I smiled softly recounting that iconic moment in my life. Erik noticed my expression and spoke up gently. “What you smiling at?”

“You and how much shit you dragged me in.” He laughed sitting back in the chair beside me.

“Yeah, but you let me. I did as much as you allowed.” There wasn’t a lie in sight.  If Erik asked me to jump, I didn’t even have to ask how high, I already knew. No matter what we did, I always knew that he had my back. I guess that’s why I followed him like a lost puppy, along with the attention he gave me that I so desperately needed.

“Yeah, I was stupid. But all that shit gone change when we turn forty, Craig.” Getting the reference, he laughed and placed his hand on mine squeezing lightly.

“You weren’t stupid, just in love.” Speechless, for the first time in my life, I was speechless because where is the lie? I couldn’t find it. Never have I ever been able to put how I felt about him into words and here he goes, with his all-knowing ass, telling me exactly how I felt about him. Telling me something that I would never admit out loud. 

“Nigga, didn’t nobody love your wack ass.” My hand moved trying to lose his grip. He pulled it back effortlessly.

“Don’t lie.” His tone was serious now and I felt the tension from his body enter mine. This is why I hated physical touch. “Because I, unapologetically, loved your ass.” He sat up in his chair swinging his legs to where he was in between our chairs, staring at my body. His eyes were fixed on my frame, dancing over it, admiring my figure.

“You like what you see?” I tried to change the subject.

“Love it.” There he goes with that word again. “Sit up.” I did exactly what he said, my knees meeting his. “You loved me?”

“No.” He placed his hands on my thighs and pulled my legs open.

“Don’t lie, Leigha.” My body was off the chair as he picked me up and placed me on his lap.

“Erik, if- if you already know then why- why you need me to say it?” Pleased with my undoing, his lips turned up into a sinister smirk.

“Because I want to hear you say it with your words.” He kissed my cheek gently and took a puff from his blunt that I was suprised wasn’t finished yet. Keeping the smoke in, his lips met mine as he released the smoke in my mouth. I took it in like he taught me and then blew it out the side of my mouth. His lips met mine again and I instantly submitted to their passionate touch. A moan escaped my mouth while his groin touched my moist center. My body hasn’t been touched this way in years, his touch being the last, and it’s enjoying all of the attention. “Say it.”

Without missing a beat I uttered the three words I dread saying, “I love you.” With that, he pulled me closer to his chest, syncing our bodies together. I threw my arms around his neck deepening the kiss. His strong hands moved to my shoulders sliding the jacket off of my arms. The jacket hit the ground while his soft lips met my salty neck sucking and biting the exposed skin. Whimpers left my mouth and filled the air. One would think that him and my neck had a vendetta the way he smacked and chewed on it. Rocking me back and forth on his hard shaft, his firm hands squeezed my ass. Instantly accepting the stimulation, my hips moved to his pace and soon we were dry humping on the lawn chair. I moaned and whimpered as soft as possible trying not to signal someone inside.

“Erik, please, we can’t. Not out here. T-there’s- our friends are inside.” I sat up trying to escape his movement but he puled me back down deepening the initial contact. We needed this.

“If you be quiet, they won’t hear us, baby.” I shook my head in agreement and continued moving my hips on his covered member. It was rock hard while it grazed my soaked folds over my thin layer of clothes. His lips met mine again, instantly placing his tongue between them. His tongue found every inch of space in my mouth, his lips sucking and sinking on mine. 

I broke the kiss, fed up with the teasing. “Erik, please fuck me.” He didn’t have to be asked twice. He stood me up, pulled down my shorts and placed me on his lap again in a matter of seconds. He sat up just enough to unbutton his pants and pull them down. Without hesitation, I settled down on the tip of his hard dick. His eyes met mine and my mouth opened wide. Trapping the moan I was about to let out, his lips crashed into mine. With his hands on my hips, he eased me down onto his long, thick shaft stretching every wall I had. My juices spilled all over his member, making it easier for me to slide down. I twitched and wiggled at the uncomfortable yet satisfying feeling.

“Mmmmmhhmm” I sat there for a while lips still on his adjusting to his length. He moaned into me and placed his hands on my ass. We stayed there for a minute before he got fed up.

“Move or get up!” Like the champ that I was, I pushed the uneasiness aside and moved my hips up and down his length. The man is a monster. His moan was deep and concentrated. After a while, comfort had me attacking his dick, moving to the rhythm of the muffled rap songs coming from inside. At that point, I didn’t care if anyone heard us. I swayed on his dick, twerking and bouncing confidently trying to milk all of his love juice from his veiny friend. I wanted it in me. My body moved for him, trying to make up for the lost time and betrayal. My moans were sloppy like my riding, filling the dense air and encouraging my juices to spill all over his lap. My toes curled up and pressure built up in my stomach. He moaned into me neck as I reached my peak, cum shooting down his thighs. I shook at the orgasm that took over my entire body. 

Before I could come down from my high, he flipped us in the chair, positioning himself on top of me. He slammed into me like a mad man, digging for lost gold inside of my throbbing center. His thrusts were powerful and strong making my legs, that rested on his hips, allowing him to hit my special spot with each stroke, shake and quiver. 

“Say it, Leigha!” His lips found mine again. “Say it.”

“Daddy! Daddy!” I screamed unsure of what he wanted to hear. His lips traveled to my ear where he nibbled and sucked. Slowing down his strokes, his hands snaked around my body pulling me closer. 

“No, not that, baby. Tell me you love me.”

“I love you, Erik.” He put his forehead on mine and a tear, that wasn’t mine, met my cheek.

“Then why’d you leave me, huh?” His pace picked up and now he was attacking my slit. I felt myself getting wetter with each thrust, my orgasm coming on strong. More tears fell from his eyes and I moved to wipe them but he took my hand and pinned them above my head. “Why the fuck you left me, huh?”

“Erik, please? I-I don- OHHH!” My body shook under his fiercely, orgasm taking over. His strokes were sloppy as his warm seed traveled in my hole coating all of me. Still inside of me, he put his weight on me slowing his breaths, trying to gain his composure. My body twitched under him, wanting more. Going against my hunger, my hands moved to touch his back, rubbing up and down trying to help him with his recovery process.

A few minutes passed and he pulled out of me, pulling up and zippening his pants. I layed there, breathless, as he wiped me with my jacket and pulled me up helping me put on my shorts.

“Answer me.” He held me in his arms taking in my scent. “Why did you leave me?”

“Erik, I didn’t just leave you. I left everyone. I wanted to start a new life, I guess.” I closed my eyes and squeezed him gently, his sadness filling my bones.

“You didn’t think twice. We had plans and you just up and left without informing me,” he pushed me off of him gently. “ Do you know how fucking sad I was? My best friend, my girl, my fucking wife left me. That was selfish as fuck Leigha! You hurt all of us. We fucking needed you. I needed you. I love you!” Tears left me violently. I hated how they tried to villainize my decision of bettering my life. Why did they all try to control me? We don’t have to be stuck up each other’s ass our whole life. They can live without me.

“And I know what you’re thinking. No, we can’t fucking live without you. Tori was being a bitch, causing Kei to relapse. Jade went back to that abusive ass nigga that she won’t let me kill and Mia is just a sad, depressed, suicide case. Do you know how many hospital visits I had to make? The therapists, counselors. Nothing is working. You left us! We need you!” Quickly, my sadness turned into anger.

“How fucking dare you blame y’all fucked up life on me? Where the fuck were y’all when I needed help? Where were y’all when I was dealing with my crazy ass parents? Why the fuck am I always held accountable for y’all’s mistakes and life choices? I can’t cure depression or an eating disorder! Tori has always been a bitch and y’all know that! Y’all chose to stay here. Y’all could leave but y’all don’t!” The words left my mouth quicker than a freight train. I was not about to accept his abuse. None of that that was happening to them was my fault. We stood there for awhile staring and crying roughly. He tried to hold me but I rejected the contact. When he said nothing, I stormed through the door and grabbed my phone and keys.

“Leigha where were you?” Mia’s clingy ass asked. She saw my face and instantly softened her tone, “What happened? What’s wrong?”

“Fuck you, Mia!” That wasn’t the words that I wanted to say but that’s what came out. I was a mess.

“Bitch, what’s wrong with your dramatic ass?” Although the words were harsh, Tori was genuinely concerned as she ran after me with the other women while I ran to my car. I unlocked the car, opened the door and plopped down in my seat. Putting my key in the ignition I locked my doors, put the car in reverse and backed out. The women screamed words and beat on my car window begging me to stay and talk to them. I looked at the clock that read, 9:45. A few more hours and I would finally be back home. This place fucking sucks.

~ 

The ride back to the hotel was annoying and so was the ride to the airport. Surprisingly, Mia didn’t show up, with the rest of them, at my hotel. I wanted to sleep away the emotions that Erik forced out of me, but I couldn’t. Instead, I laid on the bed crying, for hours, begging the universe to take away the pain. I hated that he brought all of that up. He had no right to make me feel bad about their problems. I wasn’t this kind of savior that they made me out to be. They needed professional help, all of them and I was just as fucked up as they were. 

They all text me like crazy people. Between the five of them, I had over one hundred notifications: missed Facetime calls, audio calls, messages and even snapchats. These hoes were relentless. 

One missed message stood out the most to me. It was a message from Tori, the wicked witch of the West:

-If you leave here without saying goodbye, make it a priority to not come back.

The words sat heavy on my chest. The audacity of her to think that I was going to come back, anyway.  

Bound II 

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