When my friend Randall first told me about the weed this dude in the Little Jamaica neighborhood of our city sold him, I didn’t believe him. He claimed the Jamaican dude sold him weed that would attract whoever smoked it to the person who gave it to them. So of course I didn’t believe that shit. Then Randall showed me a selfie he’d taken with a dude both of us had been crushing on named Jeremiah. The two of them were kissing and their dicks were out and hard. There were over a million possibilities of how that selfie came to be, but seeing that evidence was enough to plant some curiosity in my mind. After work one day, I made a stop by Little Jamaica.
“My hair?” I asked the Jamaican dude, whose name was Sheldon. I was skeptical as fuck because he didn’t even have an accent. “Why do you need my hair?”
“Your hair gotta go in the kush. It won’t work unless at least one strand of your hair is in it.”
“Man, this shit better be real. I can’t believe you’re asking for thirty-five dollars for one joint.” I leaned forward and he plucked a couple of hairs from my scalp, which hurt like a bitch.
“Trust me, man, it works. Whoever smokes this shit is gonna be all over you. You have to give it up until an hour though.”
“Yeah, yeah, we’ll see.” I watched him as he rolled the weed along with my hair into a joint.
After I paid him and got the joint from him, I went home and changed out of my work clothes. I grabbed a bottle of Fleet from my closet and went into my bathroom to get clean inside and out. I did everything I needed to do and then got dressed. After stopping by CVS to get some condoms and a small tube of KY Jelly, I headed over to my brother Antwan’s apartment.
The reason why I was going to my brother’s place was because I’d wanted his best friend Tequan to fuck me ever since I was fifteen. They both used to be in a gang but got out after they both got sent to prison for a few years. My brother was released first and was able to get a decent job and his own place. Tequan got out almost a year later and was in the process of finding his own place, so he was staying with my brother until he had himself situated. My brother was going to be at work until late that night, so if the weed thing was real, I’d have plenty of time to get what I needed.
“Wassup, Ashton,” Tequan said to me after opening the door. “What you doin’ here?”
“Just wanted to stop by and kick it with Twan,” I lied.
“Oh, Twan ain’t here. He at work and he ain’t gettin’ off until late tonight.”
“For real? Damn. I got this joint and shit, and I wanted to smoke it with him.”
“Well, yo bro can’t be smokin’ that shit. He get tested at his job. I don’t get tested for another two weeks by my parole officer so I can smoke with you.”
“Hell yeah. Come on in, man.” He let me into the apartment and closed the door once I was inside. “Where you get weed from? Ain’t you too young for that?”
I laughed and said, “Nigga, I’m twenty-one. Besides, I’ve been gettin’ my shit from the Jamaicans.”
“Is that right? Well, spark that shit up.”
I pulled my lighter from my pocket and lit the joint. Instead of taking a hit from it though, I handed it to him and said, “Shit, I left my phone down in my car. I’ll be right back.”
I watched as he took a hit from the joint and then I headed outside. My phone was really in my pocket so I stood just a short distance from the door. I just wanted him to smoke the joint by himself since it was supposed to be special weed to make him want to fuck me. I waited a little while before going back into the apartment. He wasn’t in the living room so I checked his bedroom. I didn’t see him but I did notice the sliding door that led to the balcony was slid open. I stepped out there and found him standing out there smoking the joint shirtless.
“Man, this some good shit,” he told me. “I’m glad you brought this by here. I needed this.”
“So, what you been up to?” I asked, staring at his fine ass as he looked over the balcony rail.
“Shit, nothin’ much. Still tryin’ to find a job so I can get my own spot.”
“Oh, I hear that.” I noticed he wasn’t passing the joint to me. I was starting to wonder if it was really working. “I’m surprised you don’t have any girls over right now.”
He laughed a little and said, “Nah, not this early. I usually…” He turned and looked at me and just stood there without saying anything else.
“Yeah man, I just…this weed got me trippin’.”
“I’ma go get me something to drink.” I turned around and started walking back in. I looked back to see him watching me as I made my way back out of his room. When I made it to the kitchen, I tried not to get my hopes up. I grabbed a soda from the refrigerator and turned around to see him standing in the kitchen entryway looking at me. I smiled and asked him, “What?”
“How long you gonna be here?”
“You can kick it with me and watch some TV. I ain’t got shit else to do.”
“Okay. Where’s the weed?”
“Oh shit, I smoked it up. My bad, Ash. I ain’t mean to.”
“Next time I have some weed, I got you, lil’ bro.” He turned and headed to the living room and I followed him.
I swear it took forever for that hour to go by. I kept checking my phone to make sure time was actually still moving. When the hour was finally up, I was expecting him to grab me and start kissing me or something, but he didn’t. He just kept looking at the TV. At one point, he did slide his hands into his shorts but that was something him and my brother always did when the AC had the apartment too cold. After another hour went by, I knew Randall and that Jamaican dude had played me. I felt so stupid for wasting my time on that bullshit.
“You know,” he said out of nowhere, “I’ve always been cool with the fact that you gay, Ashton. It never bothered me just like it never bothered your brother.”
“That’s uh…good to know,” I said back.
“I bet you have niggas tryin’ to fuck all the time, huh?”
“Why do you think I have niggas tryin’ to fuck all the time?”
“Because you all cute and shit.”
I couldn’t believe he’d just said that. I had to pinch myself to make sure this shit was really happening. Deciding to test the waters, I asked, “You think I’m cute?”
“Hell yeah. Don’t tell Twan though. That nigga will kill me.”
“I won’t tell him anything.” I moved closer to him on the sofa and asked, “What else do you think about me?”
He smiled and replied, “I think you got a fat ass. I be wantin’ to squeeze on that ass but I know you’d trip.”
“I won’t trip. Feel on it.”
He put his hand on my lower back and then moved it down further to my ass. He squeezed on my ass and then softly caressed it. “Damn, you makin’ my dick hard.”
He leaned in and started kissing and nibbling on my earlobe while continuing to squeeze on my butt. I took advantage of the opportunity and slid my hand into his shorts and underwear to grab his dick. It was so hard that I could feel it throbbing. I freed it from his shorts and underwear and that’s when I saw he was uncut. I’d always wondered if his dick was circumcised or not and now I had the answer. It was so pretty and had a lot of veins. When I pulled the foreskin back, he jumped a little.
“I ain’t never even thought about fuckin’ a dude before,” he admitted. “Can you take dick?”
“Yeah,” I told him. “You gotta let me ride it first though.”
“You can ride me all you want, baby. Kiss me.”
I turned my head so that I could press my lips to his. Kissing him felt like I’d finally reached my biggest goal. It was the sweetest kiss I’d ever experienced with someone. I climbed up on him and kissed him while gyrating on him. His hard dick poked my ass and his hands were all over me. I ran my hands up and down his chest and stomach. When he slid his hand into my underwear and started rubbing on my asshole, I knew it was time to take this to his bed. So, I climbed off him and grabbed his hand before leading him back to his bedroom.
“I ain’t got nothin’ but lotion for lube,” he told me.
“Don’t worry, baby,” I said. “I got everything we’ll need.” I pulled the condoms and KY from my pocket and sat them down on his nightstand.
He grabbed me by my waist and hugged and kissed me while telling me, “You can’t tell Twan about this, boo. Please don’t tell him.”
“I won’t, baby. I promise.”
We both got completely naked and climbed onto his bed. For the longest, we just kissed each other and touched on each other’s bodies. I’d waited so long to have him so I was just enjoying every second. I wanted everything he had to offer and even if it was just for that one time, I was going to cherish that moment for as long as I could. I wasn’t sure how long the weed would last in his system, so I stopped kissing him and made him lie on his back. I grabbed his pretty uncut dick and started sucking on it.
“Damn, shorty,” he moaned. “Who taught you to do that?”
“I taught myself, baby,” I told him. “You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for this, Quan.”
I kissed on that dick and sniffed on it to get its scent. I loved uncut dudes and I still couldn’t believe he was actually uncut. While I sucked him, he repeatedly licked his finger and used it to play with my ass. Eventually, he just pulled my little ass up onto his body and started shoving his tongue up into my tight asshole while I continued to suck his dick. He was squeezing on my ass while tasting it deep with his tongue, getting it wet as fuck. Now I realized why women were always trying to lock him down, that nigga knew how to use his tongue.
“Ooh damn, baby,” I moaned as I rode his face. “Eat that ass, daddy.”
He smacked my ass in response but kept eating me. Most dudes I fucked around with would rim me for like five minutes and then start pounding my ass without letting me get comfortable, but Tequan had me in love the way he was eating my ass. And his dick stayed so damn hard even when I wasn’t sucking or playing with it. I was ready to start riding that dick so I moved up to try to pull away from his mouth, but this nigga grabbed me and forced me lay on my stomach and arch my back.
“Where the fuck you goin’?” he asked while smacking my ass. “Stay yo lil’ ass right there and let daddy lick on that tight pussy.”
He slapped my ass a few times and then went back to licking and sucking on my now wet and slippery asshole. In between licks, he’d slide his thumb into me to open me up because I was still tight. I don’t know how long he rimmed me because I lost track of time the moment my asshole became super sensitive by him licking on it so much. One second he was licking on it and then the next, I felt his dick sliding in. And I mean that dick was going in smooth as fuck! I’d never been able to remain relaxed like that while a dude was sliding his big dick into my ass. He had to have over eight inches and all eight of them inches felt good sliding up in my hole.
“Dick feel good, don’t it?” he asked me as he fucked me nice and slow.
“Hell yeah, daddy,” I moaned. “That dick smooth.”
“Yo ass so tight you gonna snatch the rubber off my dick, baby. Shit!” He smacked my ass and made me start throwing my ass back on his dick. “That’s right, throw that ass back. Fuck that dick, boo.” He smacked my ass again.
Every now and then, he’d bend down and kiss me from the side while pushing his dick as deep into my ass as it would go. I typically didn’t let dudes fuck me that deep but he was daddy in that moment. He could stab my guts all he wanted to, and he did. The more my ass opened up, the harder and faster he fucked me. I reached under us and massaged his hairy balls and that’s when he grabbed me and started kissing all on me.
“You gonna make me nut too quick,” he said with a laugh. He pulled his dick out of me and told me, “Lay on yo back and spread them legs. Let daddy make love to you.”
I turned over on my back and spread my legs and he got in between them. He made me wrap them around his waist as he found my asshole with his dick and pushed it back in. Once he had the angle right, he lowered himself down on me and kissed me while he started to fuck me again. I put one hand on the back of his head and the other on his firm ass while he went deeper and deeper into me. Now he really was making love to me, kissing me and looking into my eyes.
“Can I be yo nigga now?” he asked me while stroking me.
“If you want to be,” I replied.
“I think I’m in love already, boo.”
He wrapped his arms around me tighter and kept his lips pressed to mine. It was in that moment that I remembered my friend Randall telling me whoever I gave the weed to wouldn’t remember anything once the weed was out of their system. So with that in mind, I looked into his eyes and told him, “I love you, Quan. I’ve loved you since I was fifteen.”
That seemed like it was all he needed to hear because he started stroking me with more intensity and held me even tighter. He was getting up in me so good that he had my dick releasing precum in between our bodies. With my precum getting us sticky and his body pressing my dick up against my body, it was only a matter of time before I caught a strong orgasm.
“Fuck me, baby,” I called out to him as I felt it building. “You’re gonna make me cum, Tequan!”
I dug my nails deep into his back as he pushed deep inside me and held it, pushing me over the edge. I could feel my dick releasing a steady stream of cum in between us. Without moving his dick inside my ass, he kissed all over me and held me while I broke out into strong convulsions. Once my body calmed down, he gently pulled out of me and snatched the condom off his dick. He jacked off over me and stared into my eyes while I licked my lips and blew kisses at his fine ass.
“Ooh fuck, here it comes, boo!” he shouted. “Ah fuck!” He jolted forward once as his dick shot out six or seven quick squirts of cum onto my chest and stomach. “Damn, look what you made it do. Freaky ass.”
He got every ounce of cum out of that dick before getting back in between my legs and laying on me. I massaged his head and shoulders while he kept his head on my chest. Even though I didn’t even feel tired, I fell asleep after that. When I woke up about three hours later, I carefully climbed from under him and got off his bed. I took a shower using his body wash and towel before going back into his room and putting my clothes back on. Instead of leaving the apartment, I just went into the living room and watched TV.
“Hey Ash,” he said while entering the living room in his underwear. “What you doin’ here?”
That’s when I realized Randall was telling the truth. Tequan didn’t remember it at all. I just looked at him and said, “Just thought I’d stop by and kick it over here after work.”
“Oh, okay. Your brother ain’t gonna be here until late tonight.”
“I know. The door was unlocked so I just let myself in.”
“I must’ve had a bitch over or somethin’ because I woke up butt ass naked with a used condom next to me. Stupid ho probably left the door unlocked when she left.”
I laughed and said, “Yeah.”
“Well, you can kick it here, lil’ bro. I’ma go hop my ass in the shower. You hungry?”
“Go ahead and order a pizza or somethin’. I’ll pay for it when it get here.”
He went back down the hall and not long after, I heard the sound of shower water running. At first, I was a little upset that he had absolutely no idea we’d just fucked like two horny rabbits a few hours ago. Then, I remembered the weed. I quickly pulled out my phone and called the Jamaican dude, Sheldon. I asked him if the hypnotic kush worked every single time and he told me it did.
“Looks like you got a new permanent customer,” I told him with the biggest smile on my face.
[Disclaimer]: Pictures used do not reflect the sexuality or personality of people in the pictures. They only serve as visual examples of the characters.
