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“Eve of a New Year”
It was New Year’s Eve and all I could think about was ringing in the new year with my boyfriend, Miguel. My mama was going to be working an overnight shift at the hospital so I’d have the apartment to myself. I already told Miguel that he could spend the night and of course he got excited because he knew he was getting some ass. So instead of going with my friends to Times Square, I was planning on finally getting some alone time with my boo. I couldn’t wait to kiss his sexy lips after the countdown. Nothing was going to ruin our night.
“Shawn,” he said to me after stepping into my aunt Patrice’s hair salon, “I need to talk to you.”
“What are you doing here?” I asked while approaching him.
“Can we talk somewhere private?”
“Um…okay.” I led him into my aunt’s office and closed the door. “You’re lucky my aunt stepped out to get something to eat. What’s so important that you couldn’t text instead of coming over here?”
“Boo, I can’t be at your place tonight before midnight. I got some stuff to take care of.”
“Miguel, you know how much I’ve been looking forward to tonight.”
“I can be there and spend the night with you, but it’s gotta be after midnight.”
Me (Shawn Michaelson)
“Why?” I looked into his eyes and he looked away, and immediately I knew why he wasn’t going to be able to make it. “You know, I am starting to get fed up with them. I understand they’re your boys and everything but I should be important to you, too.”
“Boo, you are important. You’re the most important person in my life. You know that.” He tried to touch me but I pulled away. “Shawn, don’t be like that. You’re breakin’ my heart.”
“I already told my friends I wasn’t going with them to Times Square. I have no other plans because I thought me and you were gonna spend our first New Year’s Eve together. It’s bad enough that I rarely see you now that you’ve dropped out of school. Now you’re cancelling plans we’ve made.” I turned my back to him because I knew I was about to cry.
I began talking to Miguel Santiago a few days before Valentine’s Day during our eleventh grade year. He sat behind me in chemistry class and would pass me notes with my name written all fancy or with various beautiful drawings on them. He could draw almost anything and was so talented. After he failed the eleventh grade, he decided to drop out and start selling drugs with some boys from his neighborhood. His grandma threw him out and he moved in with his boys, and that’s when I really began to see him less. I’d heard that him and his boys robbed people and stuff but he promised me he never harmed anybody. He was my first boyfriend and I loved him, so I accepted him. That doesn’t mean I didn’t have problems with what he did to make money.
Miguel Santiago
“I gotta handle some business,” he said while stepping up behind me. “Some niggas been tryin’ to flex on our corners and we can’t let that shit ride anymore.”
I turned back to face him and asked, “So, what are you going to do about it?”
“Shit, what do you think?” He lifted the front of his hoodie and showed off the pistol he had tucked in the front of his sweatpants.
“No. Miguel, you promised me.”
“I promised that I wouldn’t harm anybody who ain’t deserve it, shorty. I never said I wouldn’t pop a cap in some off-brand niggas tryin’ to bump me and my homies from our corners.”
“And what happens when they make a move on you and your boys? What am I supposed to do if you get shot?” Just the thought of that had me shaken up. “I can’t believe you’re doing something like this. I really can’t believe you walked your ass up in my aunt’s shop with a gun!”
“I gotta stay strapped. You know that.”
“Whatever. I don’t know why I put up with this. There are plenty of boys who aren’t in the closet who would love to date me. Boys that are still in school and…”
“Shorty, fuck all that. You know why you’re with me and why you don’t pay them niggas any attention.” He put his arm around me and pulled me closer to him. “You love me and I love you more. Them lil’ boys can’t protect you the way your man does.” He tried to kiss me but I pulled away from him again.
“No, Miguel. I’m pissed at you. I’m gonna have to spend tonight alone all because you can’t say no to your friends.”
“I can say no to them, but I’m not because I gotta have their back.”
“Well, what about my back? You say you love me but I feel like I always come in second place behind them. What am I to you? Am I your boyfriend or just some piece of ass?”
“What are you to me? Wow, I can’t believe you askin’ me that, shorty.” He said something in Spanish and then shook his head. “Listen, I promise that I’ll make it up to you. What do you want? You want me to buy you another chain? You want a ring on your finger? You want some money?” He pulled out a big roll of money from his pocket.
I looked directly into his eyes and told him, “I want you to prove to me that you love me more than the streets.”
“Shawn, I do love you. I love you more than anything in this world.”
“Saying it isn’t proving it. You prove it with your actions, Miguel. So no, I don’t want jewelry or your money. If you can’t prove it to me that I’m worth more than anything your homeboys want you to do, then I’m not sure I can do this with you anymore.”
“You wanna break up with me?”
“No, but I will if I have to. I gave you my virginity earlier this year and I have been giving you all of my love ever since. I swear I will never give you another part of me if you can’t prove that you deserve every part of me.”
“Where the fuck is all this comin’ from? I done told you about lettin’ your friends put that bullshit in your head.”
“I’m serious, Miguel. If you truly love me, you’ll keep your word and spend New Year’s Eve with me tonight.”
“But what about…”
“What is going on in here?” my aunt Patrice asked after barging into the office. She looked at Miguel and said, “You need to leave my shop.”
“Auntie,” I said, “he was just asking me if he could set up an appointment to get a haircut next week.”
“Boy, do I look like I was born last night?” She sat her food down on her desk and turned back towards Miguel. “You need to go, now. I don’t allow no thugs up in my shop.”
“It’s all good,” said Miguel with a smile. “Shawn, I’ll think about it.” He left the salon and my aunt stood there, looking at me.
I sighed and explained, “It’s not what you think.”
“You are too young to be talkin’ to a boy like that, Shawn.”
“He’s just a month older than me.”
“That’s not what I mean. I can look at him and tell he’s one of those gang members who rob people around here.”
“He doesn’t rob people.”
“Wait until I tell my sister about this.”
“Auntie, please don’t. Miguel…goes to school with me. He’s not a gang member.”
“Is he your boyfriend?”
“Well…define boyfriend.”
“That’s it, I’m telling your mama.”
“Okay, he is.”
“Are you having sex?”
“Auntie! No!” I looked around nervously. I couldn’t believe she was putting me on the spot like that.
“You lie to me again and I will call your mama right now. Shawn, are you and that boy having sex?”
I rolled my eyes before replying, “Yes. But we use a condom every time and I never go anywhere near his friends. He always comes to me. He’s never raised his voice with me or anything. Please don’t tell my mama. You know how she is.”
She shook her head and told me, “You and your mama are so damn alike. She could never say no to them Dominican boys either. That’s why you’re half-Dominican.” She laughed a little and shook her head again.
“Are you gonna tell her?”
“No. But tell your little boyfriend not to step foot in my shop again. I know he probably had some drugs or a gun on him. And if he does put a hand on you, you make sure to tell him your uncles over in the Southside Bronx are some real thugs.”
“Thanks, Auntie.”
“Yeah, yeah. Get your narrow ass back out on the register before these bitches in here think they can their hair laid for free.”
“Okay.” I went back over to the register and sat on the stool by the window. I tried not to think about Miguel but it was hard not to. I didn’t want to give him that ultimatum but I felt like I didn’t have much of a choice. I could only hope that I got through to him.
I sat in my room watching TV as time went by. When eleven o’clock rolled around, I knew he wasn’t going to show up. I felt so stupid; not only for giving him the ultimatum, but also for thinking that I was as important to him as he was to me. On TV, there were so many couples at Times Square waiting for the new year to arrive. Some were all hugged up and others were already kissing. Tears filled my eyes because I knew I was going to have to break up with Miguel. How could I be with someone who constantly puts me on the backburner?
“You can still make it out here if you take a taxi,” my cousin and best friend Sonya said to me over the phone. “Me, Greg, Juanito and Niecy are all out here and we wish you were here, too. Are you gonna come now?”
“Nah,” I replied. “I’m just gonna stay in. I’m already in my pajamas and under the covers. The heater is on and I feel hella comfy.”
“Are you really gonna dump him?”
“What other choice do I have? I can’t be with him if he doesn’t truly want to be with me. I just feel so fucking stupid, Sonya.”
“You’re not stupid. You’re in love. And even though Miguel is dumb as fuck for standing you up, I do still believe he’s just as in love with you as you are with him. I’m the only person in our clique who knows about you and him, and I’ve seen how he is with you.”
“You were only around that one time when he was in my room. You’ve never seen me and him argue.”
“I bet it’s not that bad.”
“You’re just saying that because he buys me stuff.”
“That’s not why I’m saying it. Although, he does buy you some nice shit.”
“Material things do not equal real love. I thought he was the one, Sonya.”
“Damn, you make it sound as if the nigga cheated on you or something.” She laughed a little before explaining, “This is your first relationship so I understand why you’re acting like this. I also understand why you want every first thing to be special with him. But Shawn, it’s not always going to be perfect. That boy does love you but he has other priorities as well.”
“I understand that, but sometimes I feel like the bad outweighs the good with him. He sells drugs and robs people and…I never thought it would be like this. I always thought my first boyfriend would be this nerdy but cute boy who adored me and wasn’t in the closet. How the fuck did I end up with the complete opposite?”
She laughed again and said, “Love is a spontaneous bitch. It doesn’t always give you the option to wait and see if you’re with the right guy. And you can fight it all you want, but you’re still gonna be in love with him. Even if you break it off with him, I guarantee you’ll still be in love with him.”
“I just don’t know if…” The sound of the apartment buzzer going off interrupted me. “Damn, somebody is pressing the buzzer for my apartment. I’ll call you back.”
“Alright. Goodnight and happy almost new year!”
“Later, girl.” I ended the call and hopped off my bed. I dashed into the living room to the speaker and pressed the button to see who was down at the building’s main door. “Who is it?”
“I got a delivery for apartment 552,” said a very deep voice on the other end. “Did I hit the right number on the box?”
“Yeah, this is apartment 552. I’ll let you in. Just leave the package at the security desk and I’ll come down and get it.”
I figured it was something my mama probably ordered online since she was always doing that. So I hit the button to unlock the main building door before going back into my room to put on a pair of slippers and a coat. Just as I was about to head out to go downstairs to get the package, there was a knock at the door. I stepped up to it and asked, “Who is it?”
“The delivery guy,” replied that same deep voice.
“I told you to leave it downstairs. Just leave it at the door and I’ll get it once you leave.”
“I’ll uh… need a signature.”
I was reluctant to open the door but then I remembered my neighbor Miss Jeanette was nosy as fuck and would immediately call the cops if I screamed for help, so I went ahead and opened the door. When I saw it was Miguel standing there holding a grocery store bag, I damn near fainted.
“You asshole!” I exclaimed while lightly punching him in the chest. “You were creeping me out with that fake deep voice. I should’ve known it wasn’t a delivery. What place delivers packages at this time of night?”
“My bad, shorty,” he said with a laugh. “So, you gonna let me in or what?”
I grabbed him by his hoodie and pulled him inside before closing the door. I then kissed him for a little while and then asked, “What are you doing here? I thought you were gonna play gangsta tonight with your boys.”
“Play gangsta? Nah son, I’m a real gangsta.”
“Mmm hmm, whatever.” I folded my arms and asked, “So, what really made you come here tonight after all?”
“Believe it or not, I’ve been thinkin’ about what you said all day. The way you looked at me earlier in your aunt’s salon…I don’t ever wanna make you look at me like that again. That shit fucked with my head all day, Shawn. It was even on my mind when I was in the car with my boys heading to take care of them niggas that’s been on our corners. I had my heat out and everything, ready to blast on them niggas the moment we rolled up on them. But then I thought about how it would make you feel if I killed somebody. I remembered this convo me and you had this one Sunday back in the summer, and it got to me.”
“What conversation are you talking about?”
“The one about me takin’ a life. Remember?”
I thought about it for a second and then told him, “Yeah, I remember.”
“You told me that I can be forgiven for anything I do to someone because that someone would still be here and it would be up to him or her to forgive me. But if I take their life…” He stopped as if he were getting choked up. “If I take their life then I take away their ability to forgive me, and the shit I do to them will never get undone. So me and my boys were just blocks away from the spot when I told them to let me out. At first I thought they were gonna turn on me for not havin’ their backs like I said I would, but the car came to a stop. I got out right in front of a mini mart. I went inside and bought you this.” He opened the bag and pulled out what he’d got for me. “Some Sour Patch Kids candy, a bag of cheese puffs and a Cherry Coke.”
“Aw, all my favorites?”
“Yep. I know it ain’t much but I thought if I made it here before the countdown, you’d forgive me. Boo, I am so sorry and you gotta know that you are the most important person in my life. I love you.” He said something else but it was in Spanish.
“What did you just say?”
He laughed a little before saying, “I gotta teach you Spanish. You’re half-Dominican so you need to learn some Spanish.” He got serious again and explained, “I said, I don’t deserve you but since I have you I gotta get my shit together and prove that I love you.”
“Does that mean you’re done selling drugs and all the other stuff you’ve been doing?”
“I’m not walkin’ away from the game just yet, but I am takin’ a step back and thinkin’ about other shit I can do to make money. I owe it to you to be the man you need me to be.”
I touched his face and told him, “Thank you for listening to me and thank you for still believing in us. I love you, Miguel. And I don’t care that we have to keep it hidden. All I care about is what’s best for us. We’re good as long as we have each other. I’d skip college and live on the streets with you if I had to.”
He smiled and asked, “You would? Because if you’re serious we can run our own lil’ thing and rob some banks and shit if you…”
“Are you out of your mind?”
“I’m just fuckin’ with you, boo. Come here.” He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tight. “There’s no other place I’d rather be tonight than here with my boo.” He pulled back and grabbed my hand. “Let’s go to your room and get in bed and watch the countdown.”
We went into my bedroom, took off our shoes and climbed onto my bed together. As we cuddled and watched the live New Year’s Eve special on TV, I thought about how close I came to having to end it all with him. Another year was about to begin and I was welcoming it with my first love right beside me. Just as he’d said, there was no other place I’d rather be that night than there with him. I hoped with all my heart that he would continue to be my first and only love.
[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
“A Very Freaky Christmas”
For the first time in a long while, my parents wanted to spend Christmas down in Houston with my mama’s sister. I always hated spending Christmas there because it never snowed there like it did in Philly, my aunt Chelsea’s macaroni and cheese wasn’t as good as my mama’s and my cousin Demarcus was a jerk. He was straight and it was basically the sole reason why me and him never got along. My aunt married his dad when we were young kids so we weren’t related by blood. But even if we were related by blood, we’d still be polar opposites.
When we arrived at my aunt’s house, I was a little surprised by how much Demarcus changed since the last time I saw him. It had been about four years since we last spent the holiday in Houston, so I hadn’t seen him since we were like twelve. I remembered him being this short bigheaded boy with braces. He’d grown a little taller now and the braces were gone. And his head wasn’t as big anymore. I’d be lying if I said he wasn’t cute.
“You sleep over there,” he said to me, pointing to the twin-sized bed by the window in his room. “That’s the guest bed. My bed is right here so don’t let me catch you on it.”
Demarcus
“I see you’re still an ass,” I said with a smile on my face as I dropped my duffle bag on the floor.
“Shut up. This is my room so it’s my rules. Rule number one, keep your gay ass off my bed. Rule number two, go to the bathroom to change your clothes because I’m not gay like you. Rule number three…”
I giggled and said, “Little boy if you don’t stop. Nobody tells me what to do. And this is my aunt Chelsea’s house.”
“Wrong, it’s my dad’s house.”
“Nope, before you and your ragamuffin dad moved your dusty shit up in here, my aunt lived here by herself. She’s a doctor so I know she pays most if not all the bills up in this bitch. Your dad is a construction worker so I know he can’t afford this house.”
“Don’t talk about my dad, bitch!”
“I won’t talk about your dad if you don’t talk to me at all. Because I don’t wanna be here just as much as you don’t want me here.”
“Whatever.”
“You’re still talking to me.”
“Because…”
“Damnit, you’re still talking to me.”
He rolled his eyes and sighed before going over to his bed and sitting down. I smiled as I unpacked my stuff and then went into the bathroom. I had a bunch of text messages from a boy at my school named Eric that wasn’t my boyfriend but was basically my practice boy. I learned how to suck dick by practicing on him and I learned what it felt like to have my ass eaten. He wanted to go all the way but I wasn’t ready for that. I was saving that for the boy of my dreams: Orlando Jenkins. He was on the basketball team at my school and I tutored him for our algebra class. He was always so nice to me and I knew he was most likely DL and was just waiting on me to make the first move. So I was building up my skills until the day I was ready to go all the way with him. Eric was my practice boy, and I would soon have a new practice boy.
Me (Tevin)
“The fuck are you doing in there?” Demarcus asked while knocking on his bathroom door. “Get out the bathroom, Tevin!”
“Go use the one downstairs,” I said back.
“This is my bathroom!” He calmed down. “I’m sorry for being a dick earlier. Come on, Tevin. I gotta piss.”
“Say pretty please.”
“Pretty please.”
“Tell me I’m the cutest boy from West Philly who…”
“Tevin, please.”
“Damn, alright.” I snapped a few more selfies and sent them to Eric before stepping out of the bathroom to see Demarcus standing there holding his dick to keep from peeing on himself. “There, now you can tinkle.”
He went into the bathroom and closed the door, and I went downstairs to see what my mama was up to. She was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine while my dad was outside in the front yard talking to Demarcus’s dad and one of their neighbors. I sat on the sofa beside my mama and asked, “Why couldn’t we stay home for Christmas again this year? I wanted to spend the holidays with you and daddy like we always do.”
“My sister wanted us here this year because she’s gonna have a baby,” she told me.
“Really? Aunt Chelsea is gonna have a baby?”
“Yep. My little sister is finally slowing down at work and becoming a mommy. I’m so happy for her and I can’t wait to finally be an auntie instead of just a step-auntie.” She laughed a little. “It’s been a while since there’s been a baby in the family.”
“So uh…does Demarcus know?”
“Yeah, Chelsea told them a few weeks ago.”
“Hmm, maybe that’s why he’s acting like that.”
“Acting like what? You two aren’t still at each other’s throats, are you? You’re not kids anymore, you’re big boys now and you’ll be graduating high school soon. You two need to find something that’ll help you get along with each other.”
“He wouldn’t be interested in the things I’m interested in. I can guarantee that.”
“So because you’re gay and he’s not, you can’t possibly have something in common?”
“He’s always the one who has had a problem with me? I never started with his bighead self.” I rolled my eyes.
“I bet if you really tried, you’d find something you really like about your cousin.”
“I doubt it.”
That night, I was getting ready for bed when I heard Demarcus trying to talk as low as possible on his phone under the cover on his bed. I couldn’t hear everything he was saying, but I knew he was talking to some girl because he kept asking her if her pussy was wet and if she could send him some pics. It had gotten late and I was getting sleepy so he was gonna have to get off that phone. I hopped off my bed and went over to his and snatched the cover off of him. The biggest smile formed on my face when I saw him lying there with his hand in his shorts gripping his hard dick.
“Tevin!” he hollered. “You’re so fucking annoying! Give me the cover back.”
“Come get it,” I said while stepping back.
He stood off the bed and his dick shifted in his shorts. He snatched the cover from me and dashed out of the room and into his bathroom across the hall. He didn’t close the door all the way and was now talking to the girl over FaceTime. He kept shoving his hand into his shorts and grabbing his dick. I couldn’t see what the girl was doing but whatever she was doing, it had him extremely horny.
As I looked at him, I realized he was kind of sexy now. And after seeing his dick print in those shorts, I was definitely getting some ideas in my head. I did only have one practice boy and you know what they say, practice makes perfect. So I hurried back to Demarcus’s room and waited for him to come back from the bathroom.
“We’re gonna act like that didn’t happen,” he said to me after walking in and closing the door.
“Okay,” I said with a smile. “I’ll forget the image of your big dick in those shorts.”
“Alright, so…” He paused and looked at me. “Big?”
I learned very quickly that boys who were straight or considered themselves straight could not turn down an ego boost. I knew by saying his dick looked big in those shorts would be enough to boost his ego and put him in somewhat of a different mood. I decided to further test the waters by asking, “So, is your girlfriend cute?”
“Monique’s not my girlfriend. She’s just some girl that I have phone sex with all the time. Well, I have ate her pussy a few times.”
“Aw, Demarcus are you a virgin?”
“Okay, I’m not even about to talk to you about this. Goodnight.” He turned off his lamp and climbed into bed.
“It’s okay if you are. I’m still one. I’ve done things but I’m still a virgin.”
“Done things? Done things like what?”
“A little bit of this and a little bit of that.”
“Bullshit. Your dad would strangle some dude if he caught you with him. He treats you like you’re his daughter instead of his son.” He chuckled.
“My dad doesn’t know. No one does.”
“Yeah right. Go to sleep.”
“I’ve sucked dick before. And I’m good at it.”
He was silent for a while and then looked over at me and asked, “Why are you lying?”
“I’m so serious right now. I’ve been sucking this boy from school and he loves it. He’s been texting me non-stop since I got here. You wanna see the text messages?”
“He gay, too?”
“No. He gets girls but he says he’s never had his dick sucked the way I suck it. I’ve been using him for practice.” I could tell by the way he was looking that I’d gotten into his head. I swear boys like him were all the same. All it took was a small amount of ego boosting and the right timing.
“So, he don’t feel weird letting you suck his dick?”
“Not at all. He loves it. And I love sucking. I wasn’t born with these nice lips for nothing. Well, goodnight.”
“Hold up. Do you always keep it to yourself? Like, you don’t tell people about it, do you?”
“You’re the first person I’ve told this. We’re cousins so I know you won’t tell what I do.”
“We’re not like real cousins. I mean, we’re not related.”
“Yeah, but we’re still cousins.”
He climbed off his bed and went over to the door and locked it before stepping over to my bed. The room was dimly lit by the moonlight, so it took me a second to realize he had his hand in his shorts again. I sat up in bed and even though he wasn’t saying anything, I knew he wanted some head. I looked up at him and he pulled his shorts down to the floor. He put his big hard dick in my face and made it bounce.
“Damn,” I said as I admired it. “It really is big.”
“You gonna suck it or just keep looking at it?” he asked with a cocky smile. “And keep it quiet.”
“Trust me, you’re gonna be the one making all the noise.”
I looked up into his eyes as I opened my mouth and let him slide his dick in. He immediately let out a long sigh and his knees buckled as I took his dick into my throat. I sucked him nice and slow for a while before finally picking up the pace. He put one hand on the back of my head and guided me while pushing his dick in and out of my mouth.
“Damn, that shit feel good,” he told me in a whisper. “You wasn’t lying.”
I stopped sucking him and made him lie down on my bed. I pulled his shorts off and dropped them on the floor. He put his hands behind his head and I climbed up on him and started sucking him again. His dick tasted and smelled so good because he’d taken a shower before getting ready for bed. Every now and then I’d look down at his feet to see his toes were curled up. That was all I needed to see to know I was doing a good job.
“Lick my balls, too,” he demanded while smacking my lips with his dick.
I first kissed and then sucked on his balls while he jacked off. That’s when he really started moaning. He was getting a little loud so I put my hand up to his mouth to keep him quiet. I made him spread his legs a little more and I started licking the area between his balls and his asshole. He quickly stopped jacking his dick because he was probably about to cum too soon. Just when I thought he was gonna let me rim him, he put his legs back down and made me suck his dick some more. I’d never rimmed my practice guy before so I was hoping Demarcus would let me do it, but I guess I’d have to wait longer to try it.
“Pull your pajamas off,” he said to me.
“Why?” I asked while still kissing on his dick.
“Just do it, Tevin.”
I pulled back and took off my pajama bottoms. I wasn’t wearing underwear so now all I had on was my socks and shirt. When I started sucking him again, he reached back and felt on my ass. He rubbed on my asshole and after smelling his finger, he sucked on it and then made an attempt to finger me but I was super tight.
“Relax,” he told me. “I’ma do it nice and slow.”
“I’ve never been fingered,” I admitted.
“Do you feel like you gotta take a shit right now?”
“No.”
“Then you’ll be fine. Now stop trippin’ and suck my dick.”
He made me suck him again and while I did that, he began easing his index finger into my tight asshole. I gotta admit, the more he worked his finger in and stretch me the better it began to feel. I tried to remain as relaxed as possible but every now and then I’d tense up because of the pain. And he kept licking his finger to get me wetter. He must’ve liked how my ass tasted because he never changed fingers. He did start using his middle finger along with his index finger though.
“I wanna fuck you,” he admitted.
“No,” I told him.
“Why not? I’m too hard right now to cum from head. I won’t go too fast.”
“No, Demarcus.”
“Just let me put some of it in. I’ll kiss you.”
“Nope. My first time is gonna be special and not with my cousin.”
“We’re not real cousins.”
“It doesn’t matter. Do you wanna cum with my help or by yourself?”
“Damn, alright.”
I deep throated him a few more times and then he stopped me. He made me lie on my back and spread my legs. When he bent down and was about to lick my ass, I stopped him and asked, “What are you doing?”
“I wanna see what it’s like.”
“Okay, but I’m still not gonna let you fuck.”
“I know, damn.”
He kissed my hole and I made it pucker a few times. He then started to circle it with his tongue and I had to put my own hands over my mouth because he had me moaning. My dick released a thick load precum that fell down on my stomach and I knew if I jacked off right then I’d bust a nut all over myself. So I kept my hands off my hard dick and clenched onto the sheets.
“Damn, tastes better than Monique’s pussy,” he told me in between licks. “I bet ol’ boy never ate you out like this, huh?”
“No,” I told him.
He shoved his tongue in deep and more precum rolled out of my dick. He had my toes curled up and was making shivers run up and down my spine. My practice dude Eric never ate me out that good. Demarcus was rubbing his lips and nose all in it, getting freaky with me. I couldn’t believe this was the same cousin that I always found annoying and dumb. Now he was on the verge of making me bust the biggest nut I’d busted since the very first time I jacked off.
“I wanna see you nut,” he said while fucking me with his middle finger in between licks. “Jackoff.”
“You gonna nut, too?” I asked him.
“Yeah.”
He sat up and started jacking off with his left hand while fingering me with his middle finger on his right hand. I pulled my legs back even more and jacked off. Immediately, I felt this burst of pleasure building in me and I’d never felt that before. I started shaking and so did he. We were both trying to be extra quiet but managed to let out a few low toned moans as our dicks shot out big loads of cum at the same time. He stopped fingering me and collapsed in between my legs. I stopped jacking off and put my arms around him.
“You don’t know how bad I needed that,” he whispered in my ear. “Thank you, baby.”
“Thank you,” I told him. “I’ve never came that hard before.”
“Imagine how good it would’ve felt with this dick up in that ass. I still wanna fuck you.”
“My first time is gonna be with Orlando Jenkins.”
“Who?”
“My biggest crush.”
“Nah, your first time is gonna be with me. I bet you I’ll get that ass before y’all leave after New Year’s.”
“Mmm hmm, we’ll see. Now get up off me, bighead.”
“Bighead? You mean big dick.” He laughed as he climbed off my bed and picked his shorts up off the floor.
“Aren’t you gonna take another shower?”
“Hell no. I’m going to sleep. Besides, I like having the smell of your booty on me.”
“Ew, you’re so nasty. I’m going to take a shower.” I left his room and went across the hall to take a quick shower. When I got back, this nigga was in my bed. “What are you doing? Get back on your bed.”
“This my room so technically, they’re both my beds. Now lock the door and come lay down with me.” I locked the door and then climbed into the bed with him. He put his arm around me and asked, “You don’t snore loud do you?”
“No and you better not either.”
We went to sleep in the same bed that night, and the next morning woke up with two serious cases of morning wood. We jacked off together while kissing and busted nuts together again. After getting cleaned up, we went downstairs together to have breakfast. Our parents were shocked to finally see us getting along.
“I knew it would only be a matter of time,” said aunt Chelsea as she put our plates in front of us.
“What made you two finally get over your differences?” my mama asked.
Demarcus put his arm around me and said, “Tevin has always been my favorite cuz. Ain’t that right, T?”
“That’s right,” I said with a smile. Under the table, I placed my hand on his bulge and rubbed on it and he smiled. I just might let him get some ass after all, I thought to myself as I began to eat breakfast.
[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
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“A Very Freaky Christmas”
For the first time in a long while, my parents wanted to spend Christmas down in Houston with my mama’s sister. I always hated spending Christmas there because it never snowed there like it did in Philly, my aunt Chelsea’s macaroni and cheese wasn’t as good as my mama’s and my cousin Demarcus was a jerk. He was straight and it was basically the sole reason why me and him never got along. My aunt married his dad when we were young kids so we weren’t related by blood. But even if we were related by blood, we’d still be polar opposites.
When we arrived at my aunt’s house, I was a little surprised by how much Demarcus changed since the last time I saw him. It had been about four years since we last spent the holiday in Houston, so I hadn’t seen him since we were like twelve. I remembered him being this short bigheaded boy with braces. He’d grown a little taller now and the braces were gone. And his head wasn’t as big anymore. I’d be lying if I said he wasn’t cute.
“You sleep over there,” he said to me, pointing to the twin-sized bed by the window in his room. “That’s the guest bed. My bed is right here so don’t let me catch you on it.”
Demarcus
“I see you’re still an ass,” I said with a smile on my face as I dropped my duffle bag on the floor.
“Shut up. This is my room so it’s my rules. Rule number one, keep your gay ass off my bed. Rule number two, go to the bathroom to change your clothes because I’m not gay like you. Rule number three…”
I giggled and said, “Little boy if you don’t stop. Nobody tells me what to do. And this is my aunt Chelsea’s house.”
“Wrong, it’s my dad’s house.”
“Nope, before you and your ragamuffin dad moved your dusty shit up in here, my aunt lived here by herself. She’s a doctor so I know she pays most if not all the bills up in this bitch. Your dad is a construction worker so I know he can’t afford this house.”
“Don’t talk about my dad, bitch!”
“I won’t talk about your dad if you don’t talk to me at all. Because I don’t wanna be here just as much as you don’t want me here.”
“Whatever.”
“You’re still talking to me.”
“Because…”
“Damnit, you’re still talking to me.”
He rolled his eyes and sighed before going over to his bed and sitting down. I smiled as I unpacked my stuff and then went into the bathroom. I had a bunch of text messages from a boy at my school named Eric that wasn’t my boyfriend but was basically my practice boy. I learned how to suck dick by practicing on him and I learned what it felt like to have my ass eaten. He wanted to go all the way but I wasn’t ready for that. I was saving that for the boy of my dreams: Orlando Jenkins. He was on the basketball team at my school and I tutored him for our algebra class. He was always so nice to me and I knew he was most likely DL and was just waiting on me to make the first move. So I was building up my skills until the day I was ready to go all the way with him. Eric was my practice boy, and I would soon have a new practice boy.
Me (Tevin)
“The fuck are you doing in there?” Demarcus asked while knocking on his bathroom door. “Get out the bathroom, Tevin!”
“Go use the one downstairs,” I said back.
“This is my bathroom!” He calmed down. “I’m sorry for being a dick earlier. Come on, Tevin. I gotta piss.”
“Say pretty please.”
“Pretty please.”
“Tell me I’m the cutest boy from West Philly who…”
“Tevin, please.”
“Damn, alright.” I snapped a few more selfies and sent them to Eric before stepping out of the bathroom to see Demarcus standing there holding his dick to keep from peeing on himself. “There, now you can tinkle.”
He went into the bathroom and closed the door, and I went downstairs to see what my mama was up to. She was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine while my dad was outside in the front yard talking to Demarcus’s dad and one of their neighbors. I sat on the sofa beside my mama and asked, “Why couldn’t we stay home for Christmas again this year? I wanted to spend the holidays with you and daddy like we always do.”
“My sister wanted us here this year because she’s gonna have a baby,” she told me.
“Really? Aunt Chelsea is gonna have a baby?”
“Yep. My little sister is finally slowing down at work and becoming a mommy. I’m so happy for her and I can’t wait to finally be an auntie instead of just a step-auntie.” She laughed a little. “It’s been a while since there’s been a baby in the family.”
“So uh…does Demarcus know?”
“Yeah, Chelsea told them a few weeks ago.”
“Hmm, maybe that’s why he’s acting like that.”
“Acting like what? You two aren’t still at each other’s throats, are you? You’re not kids anymore, you’re big boys now and you’ll be graduating high school soon. You two need to find something that’ll help you get along with each other.”
“He wouldn’t be interested in the things I’m interested in. I can guarantee that.”
“So because you’re gay and he’s not, you can’t possibly have something in common?”
“He’s always the one who has had a problem with me? I never started with his bighead self.” I rolled my eyes.
“I bet if you really tried, you’d find something you really like about your cousin.”
“I doubt it.”
That night, I was getting ready for bed when I heard Demarcus trying to talk as low as possible on his phone under the cover on his bed. I couldn’t hear everything he was saying, but I knew he was talking to some girl because he kept asking her if her pussy was wet and if she could send him some pics. It had gotten late and I was getting sleepy so he was gonna have to get off that phone. I hopped off my bed and went over to his and snatched the cover off of him. The biggest smile formed on my face when I saw him lying there with his hand in his shorts gripping his hard dick.
“Tevin!” he hollered. “You’re so fucking annoying! Give me the cover back.”
“Come get it,” I said while stepping back.
He stood off the bed and his dick shifted in his shorts. He snatched the cover from me and dashed out of the room and into his bathroom across the hall. He didn’t close the door all the way and was now talking to the girl over FaceTime. He kept shoving his hand into his shorts and grabbing his dick. I couldn’t see what the girl was doing but whatever she was doing, it had him extremely horny.
As I looked at him, I realized he was kind of sexy now. And after seeing his dick print in those shorts, I was definitely getting some ideas in my head. I did only have one practice boy and you know what they say, practice makes perfect. So I hurried back to Demarcus’s room and waited for him to come back from the bathroom.
“We’re gonna act like that didn’t happen,” he said to me after walking in and closing the door.
“Okay,” I said with a smile. “I’ll forget the image of your big dick in those shorts.”
“Alright, so…” He paused and looked at me. “Big?”
I learned very quickly that boys who were straight or considered themselves straight could not turn down an ego boost. I knew by saying his dick looked big in those shorts would be enough to boost his ego and put him in somewhat of a different mood. I decided to further test the waters by asking, “So, is your girlfriend cute?”
“Monique’s not my girlfriend. She’s just some girl that I have phone sex with all the time. Well, I have ate her pussy a few times.”
“Aw, Demarcus are you a virgin?”
“Okay, I’m not even about to talk to you about this. Goodnight.” He turned off his lamp and climbed into bed.
“It’s okay if you are. I’m still one. I’ve done things but I’m still a virgin.”
“Done things? Done things like what?”
“A little bit of this and a little bit of that.”
“Bullshit. Your dad would strangle some dude if he caught you with him. He treats you like you’re his daughter instead of his son.” He chuckled.
“My dad doesn’t know. No one does.”
“Yeah right. Go to sleep.”
“I’ve sucked dick before. And I’m good at it.”
He was silent for a while and then looked over at me and asked, “Why are you lying?”
“I’m so serious right now. I’ve been sucking this boy from school and he loves it. He’s been texting me non-stop since I got here. You wanna see the text messages?”
“He gay, too?”
“No. He gets girls but he says he’s never had his dick sucked the way I suck it. I’ve been using him for practice.” I could tell by the way he was looking that I’d gotten into his head. I swear boys like him were all the same. All it took was a small amount of ego boosting and the right timing.
“So, he don’t feel weird letting you suck his dick?”
“Not at all. He loves it. And I love sucking. I wasn’t born with these nice lips for nothing. Well, goodnight.”
“Hold up. Do you always keep it to yourself? Like, you don’t tell people about it, do you?”
“You’re the first person I’ve told this. We’re cousins so I know you won’t tell what I do.”
“We’re not like real cousins. I mean, we’re not related.”
“Yeah, but we’re still cousins.”
He climbed off his bed and went over to the door and locked it before stepping over to my bed. The room was dimly lit by the moonlight, so it took me a second to realize he had his hand in his shorts again. I sat up in bed and even though he wasn’t saying anything, I knew he wanted some head. I looked up at him and he pulled his shorts down to the floor. He put his big hard dick in my face and made it bounce.
“Damn,” I said as I admired it. “It really is big.”
“You gonna suck it or just keep looking at it?” he asked with a cocky smile. “And keep it quiet.”
“Trust me, you’re gonna be the one making all the noise.”
I looked up into his eyes as I opened my mouth and let him slide his dick in. He immediately let out a long sigh and his knees buckled as I took his dick into my throat. I sucked him nice and slow for a while before finally picking up the pace. He put one hand on the back of my head and guided me while pushing his dick in and out of my mouth.
“Damn, that shit feel good,” he told me in a whisper. “You wasn’t lying.”
I stopped sucking him and made him lie down on my bed. I pulled his shorts off and dropped them on the floor. He put his hands behind his head and I climbed up on him and started sucking him again. His dick tasted and smelled so good because he’d taken a shower before getting ready for bed. Every now and then I’d look down at his feet to see his toes were curled up. That was all I needed to see to know I was doing a good job.
“Lick my balls, too,” he demanded while smacking my lips with his dick.
I first kissed and then sucked on his balls while he jacked off. That’s when he really started moaning. He was getting a little loud so I put my hand up to his mouth to keep him quiet. I made him spread his legs a little more and I started licking the area between his balls and his asshole. He quickly stopped jacking his dick because he was probably about to cum too soon. Just when I thought he was gonna let me rim him, he put his legs back down and made me suck his dick some more. I’d never rimmed my practice guy before so I was hoping Demarcus would let me do it, but I guess I’d have to wait longer to try it.
“Pull your pajamas off,” he said to me.
“Why?” I asked while still kissing on his dick.
“Just do it, Tevin.”
I pulled back and took off my pajama bottoms. I wasn’t wearing underwear so now all I had on was my socks and shirt. When I started sucking him again, he reached back and felt on my ass. He rubbed on my asshole and after smelling his finger, he sucked on it and then made an attempt to finger me but I was super tight.
“Relax,” he told me. “I’ma do it nice and slow.”
“I’ve never been fingered,” I admitted.
“Do you feel like you gotta take a shit right now?”
“No.”
“Then you’ll be fine. Now stop trippin’ and suck my dick.”
He made me suck him again and while I did that, he began easing his index finger into my tight asshole. I gotta admit, the more he worked his finger in and stretch me the better it began to feel. I tried to remain as relaxed as possible but every now and then I’d tense up because of the pain. And he kept licking his finger to get me wetter. He must’ve liked how my ass tasted because he never changed fingers. He did start using his middle finger along with his index finger though.
“I wanna fuck you,” he admitted.
“No,” I told him.
“Why not? I’m too hard right now to cum from head. I won’t go too fast.”
“No, Demarcus.”
“Just let me put some of it in. I’ll kiss you.”
“Nope. My first time is gonna be special and not with my cousin.”
“We’re not real cousins.”
“It doesn’t matter. Do you wanna cum with my help or by yourself?”
“Damn, alright.”
I deep throated him a few more times and then he stopped me. He made me lie on my back and spread my legs. When he bent down and was about to lick my ass, I stopped him and asked, “What are you doing?”
“I wanna see what it’s like.”
“Okay, but I’m still not gonna let you fuck.”
“I know, damn.”
He kissed my hole and I made it pucker a few times. He then started to circle it with his tongue and I had to put my own hands over my mouth because he had me moaning. My dick released a thick load precum that fell down on my stomach and I knew if I jacked off right then I’d bust a nut all over myself. So I kept my hands off my hard dick and clenched onto the sheets.
“Damn, tastes better than Monique’s pussy,” he told me in between licks. “I bet ol’ boy never ate you out like this, huh?”
“No,” I told him.
He shoved his tongue in deep and more precum rolled out of my dick. He had my toes curled up and was making shivers run up and down my spine. My practice dude Eric never ate me out that good. Demarcus was rubbing his lips and nose all in it, getting freaky with me. I couldn’t believe this was the same cousin that I always found annoying and dumb. Now he was on the verge of making me bust the biggest nut I’d busted since the very first time I jacked off.
“I wanna see you nut,” he said while fucking me with his middle finger in between licks. “Jackoff.”
“You gonna nut, too?” I asked him.
“Yeah.”
He sat up and started jacking off with his left hand while fingering me with his middle finger on his right hand. I pulled my legs back even more and jacked off. Immediately, I felt this burst of pleasure building in me and I’d never felt that before. I started shaking and so did he. We were both trying to be extra quiet but managed to let out a few low toned moans as our dicks shot out big loads of cum at the same time. He stopped fingering me and collapsed in between my legs. I stopped jacking off and put my arms around him.
“You don’t know how bad I needed that,” he whispered in my ear. “Thank you, baby.”
“Thank you,” I told him. “I’ve never came that hard before.”
“Imagine how good it would’ve felt with this dick up in that ass. I still wanna fuck you.”
“My first time is gonna be with Orlando Jenkins.”
“Who?”
“My biggest crush.”
“Nah, your first time is gonna be with me. I bet you I’ll get that ass before y’all leave after New Year’s.”
“Mmm hmm, we’ll see. Now get up off me, bighead.”
“Bighead? You mean big dick.” He laughed as he climbed off my bed and picked his shorts up off the floor.
“Aren’t you gonna take another shower?”
“Hell no. I’m going to sleep. Besides, I like having the smell of your booty on me.”
“Ew, you’re so nasty. I’m going to take a shower.” I left his room and went across the hall to take a quick shower. When I got back, this nigga was in my bed. “What are you doing? Get back on your bed.”
“This my room so technically, they’re both my beds. Now lock the door and come lay down with me.” I locked the door and then climbed into the bed with him. He put his arm around me and asked, “You don’t snore loud do you?”
“No and you better not either.”
We went to sleep in the same bed that night, and the next morning woke up with two serious cases of morning wood. We jacked off together while kissing and busted nuts together again. After getting cleaned up, we went downstairs together to have breakfast. Our parents were shocked to finally see us getting along.
“I knew it would only be a matter of time,” said aunt Chelsea as she put our plates in front of us.
“What made you two finally get over your differences?” my mama asked.
Demarcus put his arm around me and said, “Tevin has always been my favorite cuz. Ain’t that right, T?”
“That’s right,” I said with a smile. Under the table, I placed my hand on his bulge and rubbed on it and he smiled. I just might let him get some ass after all, I thought to myself as I began to eat breakfast.
[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
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