LUV ME 4 ME
BY: DA DON
SOMETIMES IT’S JUST SO HARD TO MAINTAIN...
THERE’S SO MANY THOUGHTS IN MY BRAIN...
SOME ARE POSITIVE AND SOME CREATIVE...
SOME ARE JUST CRAZY, SICK AND INSANE...
I’VE STRUGGLED MANY DAYS OF MY LIFE...
SHIT I’VE BEEN CLOSE TO DEATH TWICE...
AND I’M INFATUATED WITH THE SAME SEX...
SO I ALWAYS FELT THAT I WAS LIVING TRIFE...
I LET MY LIFESTYLE KEEP ME CONFUSED...
AM I A DISGRACE BECAUSE I LIKE DUDES?
I DON’T EVEN KNOW HOW THIS SHIT HAPPENED...
I’M JUST A HOMOSEXUAL WITHOUT A CLUE...
GOING THROUGH LIFE I SCARED AND ASHAMED...
IS IT MY FAULT? AM I THE ONE TO BLAME?
DAMN I DON’T REMEMBER EVER ASKING FOR THIS...
BUT IN LIFE YOU HAVE TO PLAY THE GAME...
I WAS SO STRESSED THAT I DIDN’T LIKE MYSELF...
I PUT MY OWN HAPPINESS UP ON A SHELF...
IT FEELS LIKE I’M AT A MASQUERADE BALL...
BECAUSE I’M LIVING MY LIFE AS SOMEONE ELSE...
NOW THINGS IN LIFE SEEM TO BE INCOMPLETE...
I’M SEARCHING SO HARD TO FIND MY INNER PEACE...
IT SEEMS LIKE PEOPLE WOULD WANT YOU TO BE HAPPY...
OR EVEN CONTENT WITH LIFE TO SAY THE LEAST...
I LIVED UP TO THEIR EXPECTATIONS FOR A WHILE...
BUT NOW I REALIZE I’VE GOT MY OWN MY STYLE...
WHY SHOULD I EVEN CARE WHAT THEY THINK OF ME?
BECAUSE ONLY GOD CAN JUDGE ME, I’M HIS CHILD...
MY SISTER SAYS LOVE IS FOREVER FORGIVING
SO I FEEL SORRY FOR HOW YOU’RE LIVING
YOU SHOULD TRY TO EXPAND YOUR MIND...
AND SHOW LOVE FOR YOUR CHILD, FREIND OR SIBLING...
NOW I’M ABOUT TO MAKE MY LIFE COMPLETE...
SO SIT RIGHT DOWN, HERE HAVE A SEAT...
THE HIDDEN ME IS DESTINED FOR GREATNESS...SO WAVE YOUR WHITE FLAG AND ADMIT DEFEAT...
12/9/06
11/17/06
"dl" THUG PASSION THE ORIGIN
“dl” Thug Passion I
THE ORIGIN
By: Cedric D Butler
This story takes place in Rochester, the third largest city in New York State. I was a student at East High School where I was never one of the popular students. At the time I was suffering from a huge case of low self-esteem. I come from a poor family and as most of us know, high school is nothing more than a fashion show. Life in this school was miserable for me because not only was I a loner, but I also had a deep secret that I was fighting to repress. For as long as I could remember I had a strong fascination for men. When I was younger I only saw niggas that were femmed out so, I swore I would never let that part of my life come to the light. All of that came to an end in the 9th grade.
When the 9th grade school year started, I began to come out of my shell a little bit. I was still more of a loner but I was also a little more social. Even though I still didn’t have the nerve to try to holler at any of the females, I had my little secret under wraps (or so I thought). That is when he walked into my life. His name was Quentin. We had been in all the same classes since we started high school but had never said a word to each other. By the way my name is Cedric. Now Quentin was a star player on both the football and basketball team. He was 6’0 tall, 180 pounds, slight muscular build, light brown complexion, brown eyes, braids, thick eyebrows, and a light mustache. He was sexy as hell and had the most beautiful lips and the fattest ass I had ever seen on a man. I was a straight nerd (in school that is). I was 6’0 even, 165 pounds, slender build, dark complexion, brown eyes, low cut, thicker eyebrows, and no facial hair. So one day during lunch Quentin approaches me.
“What up kid?”
At first I could not believe that he was talking to me. I had a crush on this fine nigga ever since I first laid eyes on him, but as I said earlier I wasn’t even trying to go that route. For a second all I could do was stare at him. A thousand visions flashed through my head. All I could see was this dude and I getting down.
“Are you alright nigga?” he asked snapping me back to reality.
“Yeah I’m cool.” I said. “What’s up with you?”
“Your name is Ced right”
Again he stunned the hell out of me. Only my family called me Ced so I was wondering how he knew to call me that since no one else at school did.
“Yeah that’s what they call me.” I answered trying to sound cool.
“Word around school is that you got the mad tutoring skills.”
“Yeah I guess so but I am kind of booked up right now.”
“Well a nigga need some help because you know we have to maintain a C average to stay on the team.”
“I should be available some time next week. I will give you my number and you can holler at me on Monday”
“That’s cool, thanks.” He then gave me a pound and a thug hug that made my dick jump up to full attention. “I’ll talk to you then.”
Well I guess you know I bumped a student out so that I could get close to this nigga. Not only did I get that niggas average to a C, but he was on the high honor roll just like me. Over the next few months we got real tight. By mid school year we were best friends. There were some people at school that could not understand how this nigga could be my friend. Quentin didn’t give a fuck though. If somebody got in my face or talked shit about me he was prepared to beat their ass down.
When spring semester came around we had to take swimming lessons in gym. Early one morning while we were getting ready for gym Quentin and I were playing around in the locker room.
“Alright nigga you how coach Jackson acts if we are late.” I said.
“Nigga you worry too much. You are gonna grow old fast.”
“Fuck you nigga.” I told him.
Actually I had begun to relax a lot since he had befriended me. As I was putting on my swimming shorts (with my boxers still on) Quentin started to strip down until he was butt naked. My jaw dropped as I got a good view of that fat ass. Then he turned to the side and I got to see that he also had a nice sized dick. It was soft at the time but it was still almost 6.5 inches with beautiful veins running all through it. I just stood there mesmerized. I had wanted to see this niggas body for the longest and now that I did I was standing and staring like a dick hungry bitch.
“Damn nigga take a picture it will last longer!” Quentin said with a sly look on his face.
“Awe fuck you nigga ain’t nobody trying to look at yo little ass dick.”
“That ain’t what yo mama said last night. Now come on nigga let’s go before we get in trouble.”
I guess you know I was shook because I got caught looking at this nigga. I knew that in the future I had to be more careful because he was my only real friend and I didn’t want to jeopardize that because of my lust for him.
When we got to the pool we found our own little spot. We were throwing in a brick and racing to see who could get to it first. During our first dive Quentin’s hand brushed up against my dick. My shit got hard real fast. On our second and third dive the same thing happened. I just brushed it off as a mistake because I knew that this nigga could fuck every bitch in school if he wanted to and he was not on that gay shit. For the rest of the class it continued to happen and he continued to act as if it didn’t so I dared not even mention it. After gym class was over Quentin came up to me.
“Yo, why don’t you come over to my house after school to study. Then afterwards we can watch some movies and chill. My mom and dad are out of town but I know they won’t care if I have you over.” I got real close to his mom and dad after I helped him get his grades back up. They were so happy, that I was welcome in their home at any time. After a short time I came to call them mom and dad myself.
“Yeah right nigga, they probably want me there to baby-sit yo bitch ass anyway.”
“Fuck you nigga!” he said punching me in the arm. “Are you coming over or not?”
“Let me call and make sure it is ok with my mom first.” I knew it would be. Mom liked when I stayed over there because that meant my stepfather and I wouldn’t be trying to kill each other.
“Tell her I said that head was good last night.” He said laughing.
“I am gonna tell her too.” I joked as I made my way to the phone booth.
“You’d better not nigga!”
“Just watch me!”
Quentin then ran past me to the phone booth and made the call himself. He knew that I would tell my mom what he said. Even though she loved him as much as his parents loved me, he always made a point of showing my mother mad respect because he knew she was being constantly beat down by my stepfather.
“Hello Mrs. Bender this is Quentin.”
“Hello Quentin, so its Mrs. Bender now?” my mom said jokingly.
“Sorry mom. Anyway I was wondering if Ced could stay the weekend at my house? He said is afraid of the dark and needs someone to protect him.”
“Aren’t your parents out of town for the weekend?”
“Yes ma’am but I promise we won’t have any wild parties or girls running in and out of the house.”
“You’d better not because if either one of you get a girl pregnant you’ll be taking her and the baby off to college with you.”
“Well you don’t have to worry about that because I have enough trouble taking care of this baby that’s with me right now.”
“Ok, if you boys need anything just give me a call.”
“We will. Talk to you later.”
Now that our weekend was set we left and headed for Q’s house. We jumped in his whip, which was a present for winning the state championships last year. I didn’t need to get any clothes because I always kept some at his house anyway. When we got to the house Q said he was going to take a shower upstairs and that I could use the guest bathroom. After we were both showered and dressed Q told me to find a good movie to watch and he was going to fix us something to eat. I chose to watch the movie “Ghost” because both of us liked it a lot. Q came in with some sandwiches, chips, and soda. We sat down to watch the movie and get our grub on. About halfway through the movie Q put the VCR on pause and turned to me.
“Do you think we will ever find love like Sam and Molly have in that movie?” he asked me.
“No doubt you will find someone to love you like that. You have girls all over you all the time. Me on the other hand, I will probably die a lonely old man.”
“Why do you always down yourself like that? Any bitch with a brain would try to get with you because you are going to go places most black people only dream of. Plus people do try to holla at you but you just ignore the signs.”
“Yeah right nigga! I don’t know what world you live in but no bitch has ever tried to holla at me even though I am best friends with the star athlete of the school.”
“You are just so use to not being liked that you can’t even see the signs when someone does want to holla at you. I mean a bitch could come up to you and grab your dick and you would still think she doesn’t like you.” He said laughing with that sly look on his face again.
“Well you must really like me because you touched my dick in the pool more times than I have in my whole life.” I said just to see what he would say.
“Sometimes when you see something you want you just have to go for it,” he said as he started to clean up our mess from lunch.
“Yo what the fuck are you talking about nigga? I don’t get down with that homo shit so why are you coming at me like that?” I said as my heart started to beat twice as fast as it should.
“Chill nigga. I know you are a 15-year-old virgin and that you never had sex with anybody at all. On the other hand I do know that you have had a thing for me since we first met. I still remember the look on your face when I first walked up to you. You looked like you wanted to tear my clothes off right then and there. Not to mention how you were looking at me in the locker room this morning.”
“You must be out of your mutha fuckin mind nigga! I don’t have a thing for your bitch ass! I may still be a virgin but I ain’t no fuckin faggot!”
“So you mean to tell me that if I was to take off my clothes right here in front of you there would be no reaction? Yeah right. Yo dick would be as hard as Mrs. Sandoval’s math class.”
“Whatever nigga. You are just to full of yourself. You think that just because all those bitches be on your dick that you can turn me into your little bitch nigga?”
“To tell the truth what I like so much about you is that you would never carry yourself like a gay ass nigga. I know I could be with you and never have a thing to worry about.”
“What makes you think I would be with your bitch ass anyway?” I said as I acted like I was about to leave his house.
He grabbed me and turned me towards him. “If you can stand to look at me naked for 5 minutes and your dick doesn’t get hard I will never mention this shit again.”
Now you know I was not about to pass up a chance to see this nigga naked. Over time I had learned to control myself around Q. There were times that I was around him that my dick would start to get hard and I mastered keeping my shit under control. Plus the fact that I had on some baggy jeans, a pair of basketball shorts, and my boxers, I figured that if I did get hard he wouldn’t be able to tell.
“Whatever nigga lets just get this silly shit over with so I can show your bitch ass that you are not all of that.”
Q turned put a tape in the radio. Next thing I knew he was stripping to R Kelly’s “Bump and Grind”. As hard as I tried not to let this niggas body influence me, I just couldn’t keep my eyes off of him. He pulled off his shirt exposing a stomach that you could grate cheese on. He licked his finger and drew a trail that led from his neck to the waistband of his pants. He rotated his hips as he slowly pulled his pants down. He had on a pair of boxer briefs, which hid nothing at all. He began to walk towards me. When he was about a foot away he turned showing me that fat ass I had so long dreamed about. He bent over and waved that fat ass in the air. He then stood up and wiggled his ass better than any bitch ever could. When he reached back and smacked himself on the ass, I almost nutted on myself. He then turned around to show me that fat dick print. As he stood there pulling down his underwear I swear drool was falling out of my mouth. Q got down on all fours and crawled up to me sniffing my dick area. Then he stood up and put that fat ass booty as close as he could to my dick without touching me. Spinning around he started to play with his dick that was hard and about 8.5 inches long and 4 inches wide. While he had me mesmerized he reached out and grabbed my dick.
“You lose!” he said catching me off guard.
Although I was mad because I lost, I couldn’t control myself any longer. I pulled him close to me and started to kiss him like I was trying to steal his breath. I grabbed his fat ass and squeezed hard enough to leave my handprint there. I began to kiss his neck and loved the way he was moaning. Q pushed me back and started to undress me. He could tell that I was nervous so he kissed me and told me to relax. He stripped of my shirt and kissed me from forehead to belly button. He began to unfasten my belt as he stole another feel of my dick. My pants and boxers came off in one motion and then Q just stood there and looked at me.
“Damn nigga!” he said. “I never thought that you would be packin like that.” He grabbed my dick and continued to look at it as if were the first one he’d ever seen. My shit was like 9.5 inches cut and close to 5 inches around. It was chocolate brown with a dark ring around the middle.
Q pushed me back towards the bed and I lay down. He began to kiss me again this time not stopping at my navel. Q licked the spot between my navel and my pubic hairs and this gave me a crazy rush. Kisses were planted down my leg just above my knees then back up again. Gentle kisses made contact to my nuts before both were sucked into his mouth. Pre-cum started to ooze from my dick, which is something that never happened to me before. Q looked me in the eyes as he slowly licked all the pre-cum from my throbbing dick. Those beautiful brown lips hovered over the head of my dick and I swear that it stretched to a full 10 inches in anticipation of what was to come. I sat amazed as I watched half of my dick disappear into his mouth. It took all of my will power not to bust off at that moment. His head bobbed up and down slowly until I couldn’t see any of my dick at all. Just then he began to suck my dick as if he had done this a million times. He sucked from head to base with mind-blowing (LOL) speed. That shit felt so good that he had me trying to run from his mouth. I finally knew what people meant when they say someone had them climbing the walls. Q then slowed down with my dick in his mouth to the base. His mouth opened and with all that dick in his mouth he stuck out his tongue and began to lick my balls. This almost sent me over the edge. I slowly pushed him off of me and began to kiss him. In one swift movement I rose up off the bed, spun him around, and pushed him back on the bed. I kissed him as if he was a long lost lover returning from war. I moved down to his neck and sucked and licked until he was trashing around all over the bed. I began a slow descent as I began to suck on his nipples. I licked and sucked until those nipples were as hard as our dicks. Again I went lower licking his abs and then his belly button. I was hoping that I could give him the same pleasure he had been giving to me moments before. I had never sucked a dick before so my plan was to suck his like I would want mine sucked. I planted kisses all over his dick. I began to lick the underside and watched, as his balls seemed to fill his nut sack. I placed his balls in my mouth and sucked them like they were peppermints. I then lifted his nuts and licked the spot between his balls and asshole. This was driving Q crazy. He begged for me to stop. The more he begged the more excited I became. I returned to the head of his dick and began to slowly insert his dick into my mouth. I was very much the rookie because I caused myself to gag trying to swallow what was now mine. Q told me to take my time and I did. This time I placed his dick in my mouth inch by inch. I never imagined that a dick could taste so good. I soon had his whole dick in my mouth and began to suck, being careful not to use my teeth. I went to work on that dick and sucked it as I had done so many times in my dreams. Q looked like he was going out of his mind.
“Damn nigga you suck dick like a pro. I can’t believe you got skills like that and never sucked dick before.”
His compliment only fueled my fire. Now I sucked with a vengeance eager to claim my prize, which was hidden deep in his loins.
“Stop!” Q begged. “Nigga you are gonna make me bust!”
“Bust then nigga. Let me see that nut fly up out of that dick!”
“No wait.” Said Q. “I have something that I want to give you.”
I reluctantly moved away as Q went over to his drawer and pulled out a condom and some Wet.
My heart began to race. I had been waiting for this moment for a while but I was not ready to let this nigga jump in my ass. Q laughed because he could read the expression on my face. He came over and gave me a kiss, at the same time opening the condom. He placed the condom on my dick, as I just stood there not able to believe what was about to happen.
“What position did you always imagine fucking me in?” Q asked.
“Every kind there is.” I replied with a laugh.
“Well let’s start out with my favorite, doggy style.”
“That’s cool with me.” I said taking the time to kiss those sexy lips again.
Q got up on the bed in the designated position and was about to rub the lube into his ass.
“Hold on.” I told him. “Since you want to give me something let me return the favor.”
With that I leaned over and began to kiss and lick all over his ass cheeks. I licked along the crack of his ass and noticed the pre-cum starting to leak from his dick. I spread open his ass cheeks and took a deep sniff. This niggas ass smelled so good you would of thought he never took a shit in his life. I blew into his asshole and watched as it winked and invited me to come in. I gave his hole a quick lick and Q screamed out like somebody had just shot him. That was all the motivation I needed. I stuck my face deep into his ass and made it my temporary home. I licked, sucked, nibbled, and chewed until Q was begging me to fuck the shit out of him. I withdrew my face from his ass and applied a nice amount of Wet to his hole. I then lubed my dick and was prepared to go where no man had gone before. I lined my dick up with his hole and began to gently push my way in.
“Take your time nigga.” Q said looking concerned. “I never did this shit before.”
“Don’t worry baby, I would never do anything to hurt you.”
I inched my way in very slowly. Though I knew that shit had to hurt, Q was taking it like a pro. Once my whole dick was in I just sat there and gave him time to get use to it. When he used his ass muscles to squeeze my dick, I knew he was ready for me to make him mine. I began with the slow stroke. I could not believe how tight and warm my niggas ass was. It felt like my dick was always meant to be here. I leaned around and gave Q a powerful kiss as I began to speed up the pace. After a few minutes we were into it real good. I was hittin that ass like I was looking for the bottom. I was worried that I was hurting my nigga until he started to throw that ass back on me. I felt like I was in heaven.
Here I was losing my virginity to the best friend I had in the world. My fantasy was coming true right before my eyes and I loved it. Q wanted to turn over on his back. He did this without me even having to pull out.
“Now nigga fuck this ass like you love it.” He told me. “Give me that dick my nigga.”
“I am gonna give you this dick and make you never want anybody else’s.”
I began to fuck my nigga with a passion. I realized that even though I had loved Q like a brother before, I was falling in love with him now.
“Yeah, gimme that dick nigga. Fuck the shit out of me and make me fall in love with you Ced.”
“Damn Q, yo ass is so tight I don’t know if I ever want to get out of it.”
I was fucking Q like a mad man now. He again began to use his ass muscles to grip my dick. I felt my dick grow in his ass and knew that I was close to a nutt. I reached down to try to jack his dick for him but he told me not to touch it. “Just gimme that nutt nigga.” he said. I started to pound that ass even harder and I knew that I was close.
“Oh shit baby, I’m about to cum.”
“Give me that nutt nigga. Give me that nutt Ced.”
As if his words caused the action, I began to bust inside his beautiful ass. I swear I felt like I was giving this nigga my soul. Just when I thought I was done Q started to nutt without even touching his dick. His shit flew up and hit me right in the chin in three strong streams. This fascinated me so much I began to nutt again. I had never bust off so much in my life. When we were done we just lay there for a minute.
“Baby let me get something to wipe this cum off of us.” Q said.
“Don’t worry baby. I got you.”
With that I began to lick all of his cum off his body. To my surprise he began to lick his cum off of me. Afterward I pulled off the condom and Q cleaned all the cum out of his ass. As we lay down to go to sleep Q looked at me and said the words I was dying to hear for sometime.
“I love you Ced. I hope that you will be my nigga for ever.”
“I love you too Q and I am yours for as long as you want me.” We kissed and he fell asleep before he could see the single tear fall from my eye. This was the best night of my life and I was never the same again.
COPYRIGHT 2005 COLEY BOI™ INC.
THE ORIGIN
By: Cedric D Butler
This story takes place in Rochester, the third largest city in New York State. I was a student at East High School where I was never one of the popular students. At the time I was suffering from a huge case of low self-esteem. I come from a poor family and as most of us know, high school is nothing more than a fashion show. Life in this school was miserable for me because not only was I a loner, but I also had a deep secret that I was fighting to repress. For as long as I could remember I had a strong fascination for men. When I was younger I only saw niggas that were femmed out so, I swore I would never let that part of my life come to the light. All of that came to an end in the 9th grade.
When the 9th grade school year started, I began to come out of my shell a little bit. I was still more of a loner but I was also a little more social. Even though I still didn’t have the nerve to try to holler at any of the females, I had my little secret under wraps (or so I thought). That is when he walked into my life. His name was Quentin. We had been in all the same classes since we started high school but had never said a word to each other. By the way my name is Cedric. Now Quentin was a star player on both the football and basketball team. He was 6’0 tall, 180 pounds, slight muscular build, light brown complexion, brown eyes, braids, thick eyebrows, and a light mustache. He was sexy as hell and had the most beautiful lips and the fattest ass I had ever seen on a man. I was a straight nerd (in school that is). I was 6’0 even, 165 pounds, slender build, dark complexion, brown eyes, low cut, thicker eyebrows, and no facial hair. So one day during lunch Quentin approaches me.
“What up kid?”
At first I could not believe that he was talking to me. I had a crush on this fine nigga ever since I first laid eyes on him, but as I said earlier I wasn’t even trying to go that route. For a second all I could do was stare at him. A thousand visions flashed through my head. All I could see was this dude and I getting down.
“Are you alright nigga?” he asked snapping me back to reality.
“Yeah I’m cool.” I said. “What’s up with you?”
“Your name is Ced right”
Again he stunned the hell out of me. Only my family called me Ced so I was wondering how he knew to call me that since no one else at school did.
“Yeah that’s what they call me.” I answered trying to sound cool.
“Word around school is that you got the mad tutoring skills.”
“Yeah I guess so but I am kind of booked up right now.”
“Well a nigga need some help because you know we have to maintain a C average to stay on the team.”
“I should be available some time next week. I will give you my number and you can holler at me on Monday”
“That’s cool, thanks.” He then gave me a pound and a thug hug that made my dick jump up to full attention. “I’ll talk to you then.”
Well I guess you know I bumped a student out so that I could get close to this nigga. Not only did I get that niggas average to a C, but he was on the high honor roll just like me. Over the next few months we got real tight. By mid school year we were best friends. There were some people at school that could not understand how this nigga could be my friend. Quentin didn’t give a fuck though. If somebody got in my face or talked shit about me he was prepared to beat their ass down.
When spring semester came around we had to take swimming lessons in gym. Early one morning while we were getting ready for gym Quentin and I were playing around in the locker room.
“Alright nigga you how coach Jackson acts if we are late.” I said.
“Nigga you worry too much. You are gonna grow old fast.”
“Fuck you nigga.” I told him.
Actually I had begun to relax a lot since he had befriended me. As I was putting on my swimming shorts (with my boxers still on) Quentin started to strip down until he was butt naked. My jaw dropped as I got a good view of that fat ass. Then he turned to the side and I got to see that he also had a nice sized dick. It was soft at the time but it was still almost 6.5 inches with beautiful veins running all through it. I just stood there mesmerized. I had wanted to see this niggas body for the longest and now that I did I was standing and staring like a dick hungry bitch.
“Damn nigga take a picture it will last longer!” Quentin said with a sly look on his face.
“Awe fuck you nigga ain’t nobody trying to look at yo little ass dick.”
“That ain’t what yo mama said last night. Now come on nigga let’s go before we get in trouble.”
I guess you know I was shook because I got caught looking at this nigga. I knew that in the future I had to be more careful because he was my only real friend and I didn’t want to jeopardize that because of my lust for him.
When we got to the pool we found our own little spot. We were throwing in a brick and racing to see who could get to it first. During our first dive Quentin’s hand brushed up against my dick. My shit got hard real fast. On our second and third dive the same thing happened. I just brushed it off as a mistake because I knew that this nigga could fuck every bitch in school if he wanted to and he was not on that gay shit. For the rest of the class it continued to happen and he continued to act as if it didn’t so I dared not even mention it. After gym class was over Quentin came up to me.
“Yo, why don’t you come over to my house after school to study. Then afterwards we can watch some movies and chill. My mom and dad are out of town but I know they won’t care if I have you over.” I got real close to his mom and dad after I helped him get his grades back up. They were so happy, that I was welcome in their home at any time. After a short time I came to call them mom and dad myself.
“Yeah right nigga, they probably want me there to baby-sit yo bitch ass anyway.”
“Fuck you nigga!” he said punching me in the arm. “Are you coming over or not?”
“Let me call and make sure it is ok with my mom first.” I knew it would be. Mom liked when I stayed over there because that meant my stepfather and I wouldn’t be trying to kill each other.
“Tell her I said that head was good last night.” He said laughing.
“I am gonna tell her too.” I joked as I made my way to the phone booth.
“You’d better not nigga!”
“Just watch me!”
Quentin then ran past me to the phone booth and made the call himself. He knew that I would tell my mom what he said. Even though she loved him as much as his parents loved me, he always made a point of showing my mother mad respect because he knew she was being constantly beat down by my stepfather.
“Hello Mrs. Bender this is Quentin.”
“Hello Quentin, so its Mrs. Bender now?” my mom said jokingly.
“Sorry mom. Anyway I was wondering if Ced could stay the weekend at my house? He said is afraid of the dark and needs someone to protect him.”
“Aren’t your parents out of town for the weekend?”
“Yes ma’am but I promise we won’t have any wild parties or girls running in and out of the house.”
“You’d better not because if either one of you get a girl pregnant you’ll be taking her and the baby off to college with you.”
“Well you don’t have to worry about that because I have enough trouble taking care of this baby that’s with me right now.”
“Ok, if you boys need anything just give me a call.”
“We will. Talk to you later.”
Now that our weekend was set we left and headed for Q’s house. We jumped in his whip, which was a present for winning the state championships last year. I didn’t need to get any clothes because I always kept some at his house anyway. When we got to the house Q said he was going to take a shower upstairs and that I could use the guest bathroom. After we were both showered and dressed Q told me to find a good movie to watch and he was going to fix us something to eat. I chose to watch the movie “Ghost” because both of us liked it a lot. Q came in with some sandwiches, chips, and soda. We sat down to watch the movie and get our grub on. About halfway through the movie Q put the VCR on pause and turned to me.
“Do you think we will ever find love like Sam and Molly have in that movie?” he asked me.
“No doubt you will find someone to love you like that. You have girls all over you all the time. Me on the other hand, I will probably die a lonely old man.”
“Why do you always down yourself like that? Any bitch with a brain would try to get with you because you are going to go places most black people only dream of. Plus people do try to holla at you but you just ignore the signs.”
“Yeah right nigga! I don’t know what world you live in but no bitch has ever tried to holla at me even though I am best friends with the star athlete of the school.”
“You are just so use to not being liked that you can’t even see the signs when someone does want to holla at you. I mean a bitch could come up to you and grab your dick and you would still think she doesn’t like you.” He said laughing with that sly look on his face again.
“Well you must really like me because you touched my dick in the pool more times than I have in my whole life.” I said just to see what he would say.
“Sometimes when you see something you want you just have to go for it,” he said as he started to clean up our mess from lunch.
“Yo what the fuck are you talking about nigga? I don’t get down with that homo shit so why are you coming at me like that?” I said as my heart started to beat twice as fast as it should.
“Chill nigga. I know you are a 15-year-old virgin and that you never had sex with anybody at all. On the other hand I do know that you have had a thing for me since we first met. I still remember the look on your face when I first walked up to you. You looked like you wanted to tear my clothes off right then and there. Not to mention how you were looking at me in the locker room this morning.”
“You must be out of your mutha fuckin mind nigga! I don’t have a thing for your bitch ass! I may still be a virgin but I ain’t no fuckin faggot!”
“So you mean to tell me that if I was to take off my clothes right here in front of you there would be no reaction? Yeah right. Yo dick would be as hard as Mrs. Sandoval’s math class.”
“Whatever nigga. You are just to full of yourself. You think that just because all those bitches be on your dick that you can turn me into your little bitch nigga?”
“To tell the truth what I like so much about you is that you would never carry yourself like a gay ass nigga. I know I could be with you and never have a thing to worry about.”
“What makes you think I would be with your bitch ass anyway?” I said as I acted like I was about to leave his house.
He grabbed me and turned me towards him. “If you can stand to look at me naked for 5 minutes and your dick doesn’t get hard I will never mention this shit again.”
Now you know I was not about to pass up a chance to see this nigga naked. Over time I had learned to control myself around Q. There were times that I was around him that my dick would start to get hard and I mastered keeping my shit under control. Plus the fact that I had on some baggy jeans, a pair of basketball shorts, and my boxers, I figured that if I did get hard he wouldn’t be able to tell.
“Whatever nigga lets just get this silly shit over with so I can show your bitch ass that you are not all of that.”
Q turned put a tape in the radio. Next thing I knew he was stripping to R Kelly’s “Bump and Grind”. As hard as I tried not to let this niggas body influence me, I just couldn’t keep my eyes off of him. He pulled off his shirt exposing a stomach that you could grate cheese on. He licked his finger and drew a trail that led from his neck to the waistband of his pants. He rotated his hips as he slowly pulled his pants down. He had on a pair of boxer briefs, which hid nothing at all. He began to walk towards me. When he was about a foot away he turned showing me that fat ass I had so long dreamed about. He bent over and waved that fat ass in the air. He then stood up and wiggled his ass better than any bitch ever could. When he reached back and smacked himself on the ass, I almost nutted on myself. He then turned around to show me that fat dick print. As he stood there pulling down his underwear I swear drool was falling out of my mouth. Q got down on all fours and crawled up to me sniffing my dick area. Then he stood up and put that fat ass booty as close as he could to my dick without touching me. Spinning around he started to play with his dick that was hard and about 8.5 inches long and 4 inches wide. While he had me mesmerized he reached out and grabbed my dick.
“You lose!” he said catching me off guard.
Although I was mad because I lost, I couldn’t control myself any longer. I pulled him close to me and started to kiss him like I was trying to steal his breath. I grabbed his fat ass and squeezed hard enough to leave my handprint there. I began to kiss his neck and loved the way he was moaning. Q pushed me back and started to undress me. He could tell that I was nervous so he kissed me and told me to relax. He stripped of my shirt and kissed me from forehead to belly button. He began to unfasten my belt as he stole another feel of my dick. My pants and boxers came off in one motion and then Q just stood there and looked at me.
“Damn nigga!” he said. “I never thought that you would be packin like that.” He grabbed my dick and continued to look at it as if were the first one he’d ever seen. My shit was like 9.5 inches cut and close to 5 inches around. It was chocolate brown with a dark ring around the middle.
Q pushed me back towards the bed and I lay down. He began to kiss me again this time not stopping at my navel. Q licked the spot between my navel and my pubic hairs and this gave me a crazy rush. Kisses were planted down my leg just above my knees then back up again. Gentle kisses made contact to my nuts before both were sucked into his mouth. Pre-cum started to ooze from my dick, which is something that never happened to me before. Q looked me in the eyes as he slowly licked all the pre-cum from my throbbing dick. Those beautiful brown lips hovered over the head of my dick and I swear that it stretched to a full 10 inches in anticipation of what was to come. I sat amazed as I watched half of my dick disappear into his mouth. It took all of my will power not to bust off at that moment. His head bobbed up and down slowly until I couldn’t see any of my dick at all. Just then he began to suck my dick as if he had done this a million times. He sucked from head to base with mind-blowing (LOL) speed. That shit felt so good that he had me trying to run from his mouth. I finally knew what people meant when they say someone had them climbing the walls. Q then slowed down with my dick in his mouth to the base. His mouth opened and with all that dick in his mouth he stuck out his tongue and began to lick my balls. This almost sent me over the edge. I slowly pushed him off of me and began to kiss him. In one swift movement I rose up off the bed, spun him around, and pushed him back on the bed. I kissed him as if he was a long lost lover returning from war. I moved down to his neck and sucked and licked until he was trashing around all over the bed. I began a slow descent as I began to suck on his nipples. I licked and sucked until those nipples were as hard as our dicks. Again I went lower licking his abs and then his belly button. I was hoping that I could give him the same pleasure he had been giving to me moments before. I had never sucked a dick before so my plan was to suck his like I would want mine sucked. I planted kisses all over his dick. I began to lick the underside and watched, as his balls seemed to fill his nut sack. I placed his balls in my mouth and sucked them like they were peppermints. I then lifted his nuts and licked the spot between his balls and asshole. This was driving Q crazy. He begged for me to stop. The more he begged the more excited I became. I returned to the head of his dick and began to slowly insert his dick into my mouth. I was very much the rookie because I caused myself to gag trying to swallow what was now mine. Q told me to take my time and I did. This time I placed his dick in my mouth inch by inch. I never imagined that a dick could taste so good. I soon had his whole dick in my mouth and began to suck, being careful not to use my teeth. I went to work on that dick and sucked it as I had done so many times in my dreams. Q looked like he was going out of his mind.
“Damn nigga you suck dick like a pro. I can’t believe you got skills like that and never sucked dick before.”
His compliment only fueled my fire. Now I sucked with a vengeance eager to claim my prize, which was hidden deep in his loins.
“Stop!” Q begged. “Nigga you are gonna make me bust!”
“Bust then nigga. Let me see that nut fly up out of that dick!”
“No wait.” Said Q. “I have something that I want to give you.”
I reluctantly moved away as Q went over to his drawer and pulled out a condom and some Wet.
My heart began to race. I had been waiting for this moment for a while but I was not ready to let this nigga jump in my ass. Q laughed because he could read the expression on my face. He came over and gave me a kiss, at the same time opening the condom. He placed the condom on my dick, as I just stood there not able to believe what was about to happen.
“What position did you always imagine fucking me in?” Q asked.
“Every kind there is.” I replied with a laugh.
“Well let’s start out with my favorite, doggy style.”
“That’s cool with me.” I said taking the time to kiss those sexy lips again.
Q got up on the bed in the designated position and was about to rub the lube into his ass.
“Hold on.” I told him. “Since you want to give me something let me return the favor.”
With that I leaned over and began to kiss and lick all over his ass cheeks. I licked along the crack of his ass and noticed the pre-cum starting to leak from his dick. I spread open his ass cheeks and took a deep sniff. This niggas ass smelled so good you would of thought he never took a shit in his life. I blew into his asshole and watched as it winked and invited me to come in. I gave his hole a quick lick and Q screamed out like somebody had just shot him. That was all the motivation I needed. I stuck my face deep into his ass and made it my temporary home. I licked, sucked, nibbled, and chewed until Q was begging me to fuck the shit out of him. I withdrew my face from his ass and applied a nice amount of Wet to his hole. I then lubed my dick and was prepared to go where no man had gone before. I lined my dick up with his hole and began to gently push my way in.
“Take your time nigga.” Q said looking concerned. “I never did this shit before.”
“Don’t worry baby, I would never do anything to hurt you.”
I inched my way in very slowly. Though I knew that shit had to hurt, Q was taking it like a pro. Once my whole dick was in I just sat there and gave him time to get use to it. When he used his ass muscles to squeeze my dick, I knew he was ready for me to make him mine. I began with the slow stroke. I could not believe how tight and warm my niggas ass was. It felt like my dick was always meant to be here. I leaned around and gave Q a powerful kiss as I began to speed up the pace. After a few minutes we were into it real good. I was hittin that ass like I was looking for the bottom. I was worried that I was hurting my nigga until he started to throw that ass back on me. I felt like I was in heaven.
Here I was losing my virginity to the best friend I had in the world. My fantasy was coming true right before my eyes and I loved it. Q wanted to turn over on his back. He did this without me even having to pull out.
“Now nigga fuck this ass like you love it.” He told me. “Give me that dick my nigga.”
“I am gonna give you this dick and make you never want anybody else’s.”
I began to fuck my nigga with a passion. I realized that even though I had loved Q like a brother before, I was falling in love with him now.
“Yeah, gimme that dick nigga. Fuck the shit out of me and make me fall in love with you Ced.”
“Damn Q, yo ass is so tight I don’t know if I ever want to get out of it.”
I was fucking Q like a mad man now. He again began to use his ass muscles to grip my dick. I felt my dick grow in his ass and knew that I was close to a nutt. I reached down to try to jack his dick for him but he told me not to touch it. “Just gimme that nutt nigga.” he said. I started to pound that ass even harder and I knew that I was close.
“Oh shit baby, I’m about to cum.”
“Give me that nutt nigga. Give me that nutt Ced.”
As if his words caused the action, I began to bust inside his beautiful ass. I swear I felt like I was giving this nigga my soul. Just when I thought I was done Q started to nutt without even touching his dick. His shit flew up and hit me right in the chin in three strong streams. This fascinated me so much I began to nutt again. I had never bust off so much in my life. When we were done we just lay there for a minute.
“Baby let me get something to wipe this cum off of us.” Q said.
“Don’t worry baby. I got you.”
With that I began to lick all of his cum off his body. To my surprise he began to lick his cum off of me. Afterward I pulled off the condom and Q cleaned all the cum out of his ass. As we lay down to go to sleep Q looked at me and said the words I was dying to hear for sometime.
“I love you Ced. I hope that you will be my nigga for ever.”
“I love you too Q and I am yours for as long as you want me.” We kissed and he fell asleep before he could see the single tear fall from my eye. This was the best night of my life and I was never the same again.
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"dl" THUS PASSION 2 DESPERATION
“dl” THUG PASSION II
DESPERATION
BY: CEDRIC D BUTLER
So many things had changed during the course of the summer. Both Q and I had gone through a lot of changes. Q had grown to a height of 6’2, 190 pounds, slim muscular build, and you know the rest. His dick had grown to 9 1\4 inches, and his ass was as fat as ever. I had grown to 6’1, 180 pounds, slender build. My dick had grown to a full 10 inches. Q was still the star athlete, with all of the girls chasing him. I had made the most change though. I was no longer the nerd. I had started to work and was just as fly as Q. I had all the fly gear and a hot ass ride(which Q’s parents helped me get). My days as a tutor were over and I had an attitude that wouldn’t quit. I was always angry because all the people who had looked down on me were now on my dick. Q was always saying I should be happy. I had all the things I always wanted and my grades promised to get me into college in the future. At the time the only thing that made me happy was knowing that Q was my best friend and my lover. Shit wasn’t going good at home. My stepfather was pushing all the wrong buttons and I knew that before long one of us was going to hurt the other.
One day when we were in class this bitch ass nigga was talking mad shit. His name was Darnell but people called him Big D. He was on the football team with Q and they were best friends before I came into the picture. When Q and I first became friends, I did my best to avoid Big D. Things had changed now. As we walked into class you could hear Big D saying, “Here comes Q and his little wanna-be clone. Hang with the man and niggas start to think they’re the man.”
“Fuck you pussy ass nigga.” I said. “I am so fucking tired of your mouth. The only reason you talk all that shit is because nobdy has bust that ass yet.”
“Yeah I bet you would like to bust some ass nigga. Ain’t no bitch gave you no pussy since you went to this school. I bet the only person you ever fucked was your little brother.”
I saw Q get ready to make a move but this was my fight. Now let me tell you about Big D. He was 6’4 and about 235 pounds. He hadn’t had a fight in awhile because most people were scared of him. I used that to my advantage. While he was still laughing at his own stupid joke, I punched him as hard as I could in the nose. Before he could recover, I hit him three quick times in the jaw. Expecting him to charge me I backed off a little bit. To my surprise he hit the floor like he was just struck by lightening. The class erupted with ooh’s and aah’s. I had just knocked out one of the toughest niggas in the whole school. Well I guess you know my victory was short lived. Security bust in the class and I was hauled off to see the Principle. As I was being led to the office, a sentry who was friends with my mom winked at me. Nobody in the school really cared for Big D that much because he was an asshole to everyone. Mr. Rice, (our Principle), knew that I never got into trouble so I ended up with 2 weeks of in school suspension. After school that day I went to Q’s house. When I got there Q was waiting for me. He walked up to me holding one of his fake boxing belts.
“And the new heavyweight champion of the world, Mr. Ced!!”
Q always knew how to make me happy. This is when I first wondered what I would ever do if we weren’t together. We went into the house and headed up to his room.
“Damn nigga have you been taking boxing lessons on the low or something!” He said. “I don’t even know if I could have dropped that big ass nigga.”
“The only thing that I have been doing on the low is you my nigga.”
“Say it like you mean it nigga.” Q joked.
“Well I know one thing, that corny ass belt is not the prize that I want. Isn’t there something better you could give me?”
“I thought you would never ask.”
Q walked up to me and with those sexy ass lips and kissed me like I was Rocky and he was Adrian. We just stood there kissing for 5 minutes. I then began to undress him. Even though we had been together for a while, I still couldn’t believe the body this nigga had. Each time I saw that fat bubble ass, it was like I never saw it before. I started to kiss my nigga all over his body. I squeezed his ass as I sucked the fire out of his nipples. The moans from his voice were my favorite song. I put my hand around his dick and gently squeezed as I felt his manhood grow in my hand. Q then began to take off my clothes. When I was naked he kissed my body from head to toe. As precum started to ooze from my dick, Q wiped it on his finger and put it in my mouth. I sucked it dry. He then got on his knees and began to suck the dick that no other man or woman had ever touched. When he had my dick brick hard he got an idea and told me to hold on. Q ran downstairs and returned shortly with an icetray. He removed an ice cube and rubbed it across both of my nipples until it had melted. Q then put one in his mouth and smiled at me. What freaky shit did this nigga have on his mind. My question was quickly answered. Q bent down and began to suck my dick with the icecube in his mouth. I don’t know what melted faster me or that icecube. I was loving this shit. When the first one melted he added another and then another. Now I am all against acting like a bitch but that nigga brought all of the bitch out of me. I was screaming and yelling for that nigga to stop. When he finally did I knew it was time for me to return the favor. I laid Q down on his stomach. I grabbed an icecube and began to trace the curves of his back with it. I then took a cube in my mouth and began to eat his ass with it. By the time I was done his ass was as cold as the Northpole.
As I started to blow my warm breath in his ass he began to beg me to fuck him. I grabbed some lube from the bedside and got us both all slippery. I turned Q on his back and put his legs on my shoulder. After all this time together I was like the key to his ignition. My dick was the perfect fit to his ass. Q was used to me now so I immediately began to pound his ass. I loved the fact that Q was so tall because as I was fucking him I could lean down and suck his dick at the same time. This had become our new favorite position and I fucked and sucked that nigga for an hour and a half. Finally I felt Q’s dick swell to its max inside my mouth.
“Damn nigga i’m about to bust.” Q warned me. Usually I would let off his dick and watch the nut shoot out of it like it was being released from a cannon. Today I wanted to taste that sweet juice. “Shit nigga what are you doing?” Before he could get the whole statement out he was busting in my mouth. It tasted better than I would have ever imagined. When the last of his man juice hit the back of my throat, I felt my own ready to shoot. When Q felt my dick expand he started to throw that ass at me like he was a bull in the rodeo. As I let loose Q grabbed my hips and pulled me all way inside of him. I began to nut and the more I did the more Q threw that ass on me. He put that shit on me until all I could do was collapse on top of him. We lay there breathing hard and did something we would never do that time of day. We fell asleep naked and with my dick still in his ass.
We must have been asleep for hours because it was dark when we woke up. At first I thought I was dreaming because all I could hear was a womans scream. Q’s mom was standing in the doorway looking at us naked and with my dick (hard once again) in the ass of her only child. I quickly jumped up and tried to put on my clothes. Q’s dad came to see what the screaming was about. When he saw Q on the floor naked, (frozen with fear) and me hustling to put my clothes on, his face went from a look of concern to one of disgust. Before I knew what was happening he was across the room and punching me like I was his worst enemy in the world. He beat me until I was almost knocked out. As I fell to the floor I felt him lift me up. I thought he was feeling bad because of what he had just done to me. The next thing I knew he had carried me to the front door, lifted me over his head, and threw me out into the front yard.
“I don’t ever want to see you in my house or around my son you little faggot motherfucker!! You are lucky I don’t go get my gun and shoot your homo ass. Now get out of my yard and stay the fuck out of our lives.”
“Dad please don’t do this!” I heard Q yell.
His dad turned and slapped him so hard he fell to his knees. He hit Q so hard I swear that I could feel it.
This made me so mad that I stumbled to my feet and attempted to attack his dad. He turned and hit me square on the chin. I fell on my ass and still tried to get up.
“Ced! No, please just leave!”
Hearing those words from Q almost shattered my heart. I knew he was trying to protect me but I was in a fighting mood. Seeing the anger and hatred in his dads eyes made me change my mind. I got up off the ground and began to walk home. What the hell was I gonna do now. My whole world had just been turned upside down. I decided to go home and think about the days events. Little did I know my bad day was just getting started.
When I got home my mom was mad as hell. I had forgotten all about the fight I had in school. She was waiting for me on the porch when I walked up. She had that chew a nigga out look on her face.
“Boy I know you didn’t get in trouble in school and not bring your black ass straight home. Look at you. Why would you even want to walk the streets looking like you got hit by a truck.”
“Mom I had a bad day. I really don’t want to talk about this right now. This nigga got in my face and I had to defend myself.”
My mom knew that I wasn’t a trouble maker. I had never been in a fight at school before. She was mainly worried because she had notice the changes in me lately. All she wanted was for me to go to college and get out of the hood.
“Alright then baby. Go get cleaned up and get yourself something to eat. We will talk again a little later.”
I go into the house and head up to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror. It looked like I had been in a fight with Roy Jones Jr. I know my mom thought the damage came from the fight at school. As I started to examine the rest of my wounds, I felt the presence of evil enter the bathroom.
“Looks like somebody finally put your pussy ass in check. Wish I could have been there to see you get beat on.” Said my stepfather.
“Fuck you! I don’t want to hear shit from your bitch ass. Why don’t you do what you do best and go suck on that glass dick(crack pipe for those who don’t know). You wish that you could beat my ass. Things around here are gonna change. You won’t put your hands on anybody in this house again or you will have to deal with me.”
He walks up to me and jacks me up. He gives me that evil grin and gets real close up in my face.
“I am the man of this house. You are just a little bitch. What I say goes and that’s how it will continue to be. Now if you feel big enough to try me then don’t half step little boy.”
At that very moment all the years of abuse came back. All the ass beatings, shit talking, and teasing from him and everybody else hit me at once. Before I even knew what I was doing I punched that nigga in the jaw three times. He was so surpised he let go of me and staggered back. I had no mercy. I hit that nigga until he fell on the floor. When he fell I started to stomp his ass like he was the worlds biggest roach. I was in a blind rage. I didn’t even hear my mom screaming for me to stop. My little sister was scraming and crying. My little brother ran over and tried to pull me away. I was so far gone I pushed him off of me and he fell to the floor. I felt myself being turned around and my mom slapped the hell out of me. I had raised my hand and was ready to punch her before I realized what I was doing. Then I saw my little brother and sister looking at me like I was some sort of monster.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for this to happen.”
“Get the fuck out of my house right now!” I heard my mother scream. She was looking at me as if she was scared and didn’t know who I was.
“Mom I am so sorry. Please don’t make me leave.”
“I don’t know who you are anymore. Please just get your shit and leave.”
“This sorry ass nigga has been beating all of us all these years and when he gets what he deserves you want for me to leave! Fine then. You will never see me again.”
With that I ran out of the house. Tears were falling from me eyes. In one day I had lost my family, my best friend, and the love of my life. I ran and ran like Forrest Gump. I didn’t know where I was going. I just ran until I couldn’t run anymore. I knew my mom was expecting for me to go to Q’s. She would have called later and told me to come home when things settled down. At this point I didn’t care about anything. I felt like I didn’t have anything to live for and I did something really stupid. I walked to the park and went over to a tire swing that was hanging from a rope. I climbed the tree and pulled the tire up to me. I pulled out my knife and cut the tire away. I wrapped the rope around the branch a couple times and made a noose. I put the noose around my neck and prayed that my neck would snap when I jumped. I took a deep breath and then I jumped from the tree. My neck didn’t snap. I hung there and just waited for it all to end. After a few seconds I saw a man running towards me. He wouldn’t make it in time. The life was slowly draining from my body. As I began to fade out I thought about how it was gonna be in hell. Could it be any worse than the hell I was leaving. Then there was nothing but darkness.
Q and I were sittng on a bench at the baskteball court. We had just finished a game of one-on-one and I had beat him for the first time ever. Q was talking all kinds of shit about how it was just luck and I just sat there laughing at him. All of a sudden I began to feel very light. My body began to rise up into the air. Q grabbed my arm and held on for dear life. “Ced don’t leave me. Oh my god, what is happening?” The more Q held on the harder I was pulled away. Finally he lost his grip and I rose higher and higher into the sky. “No Ced! Please don’t leave me! Come back please!” I just went higher. Q became a little dot and then I couldn’t see him at all. What was happening to me. That is when I finally woke up.
“Where the fuck am I?” I thought as I opened my eyes. I looked around and saw my mother asleep in a chair. I was so happy to see her. I tried to get up and go to her but I couldn’t move. I was strapped to a hospital bed. I had straps on my hands and feet and I couldn’t get up. I tried to call out to my mom but for a second I couldn’t talk. When I managed to get my voice I yelled out to her. “Mom help me! What is going on?” Her eyes opened and she ran to my side.
“Oh my baby! I am so glad that you are alright. I thought that I was gonna lose you. Please don’t ever scare me like that again.” She said as tears of joy fell from her eyes.
“Baby I promise that things are gonna be different from now on. I put that sorry ass nigga out so when you come home he won’t be there.
I started to cry because of what I had just put my mother through.
“Mom I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I just didn’t know what to do. I thought that you didn’t love me anymore.”
“Boy are you crazy! You are my first born child. You have the chance to be the first man in this family to go to college and get the hell out of this ghetto lifestyle. I love you as much as I did the day I gave birth to your ass. You are my baby how could I ever stop loving you?”
Those words were a partial cure to my broken heart.
“I love you too mom.”
“Well now that you are up there are some other people here to see you. I am gonna go and talk to your doctor. I will be back a little later.” She leaned down and gave me a kiss and walked out of the room. A few seconds later the door burst open and Q came running in. I got excited until I saw that he was followed by his mom and dad.
“Ced what the hell is wrong with you scaring me like that?’ Q said. “I almost thought that I had lost you forever. What would I have done if my nigga had died?”
He bent down and kissed me on the lips. I was shocked because his parents were standing there. I looked over at his father and expected him to beat my ass again. His dad walks over, grabs a chair, and sits at the side of my bed.
“Cedric, I am so sorry for putting my hands on you. You have always been like a son to me and I can’t believe the way I acted. I can’t say that I agree with the decision that you and Q have made but I know that he loves you. He has made it very clear that he will be with you even if he has to leave our house to do so. I love my son too much to see him in the street struggeling to make it. I love the both of you too much to lose you. When I heard what you did at the park I wanted to get my gun and shoot myself. Q talked me out of it and I promised that if you made it I would respect that the two of you want to be together. I love you son and I hope that you can find it in your heart to forgive me.”
With that he gives me a fatherly kiss on the head and Mrs. Brooks does the same.
“I forgive you and I hope that things go back to the way they were. I love having a second mom and you are the only man I will ever call dad.”
“Thanks.” He said. “I will always be there for you just like a father should.”
“Well mom and dad the doctor will be in soon so do you think I could have a moment alone with Ced?”
“Of course baby.” Mrs. Brooks said. “We’ll be in the waiting room.”
When they left Q sits down at my side.
“Listen you stupid ass nigga, if you ever pull some shit like that again I will kill your ass myself. Your selfish ass was just gonna leave a nigga all alone. You know I love your skinny ass. I don’t care what happens. Nothing or nobdy could ever make me leave you. So now what your gonna do is get better, and bring your dumb ass home and be with the nigga who would die for you. Do you understand me?”
“Yes sir!” I said with a grin on my face.”I am sorry for putting you through this but the thought of losing you and my family just drove me crazy.”
“Well you just get your crazy ass out of here. I have something that I want to give you.”
“Why don’t you give it to me now?” I asked with lust in my eyes.
“Yeah right. Well I will see you later. You had better not be tryng to get with that fine ass doctor of yours either. Last night I caught him looking under your gown and staring at your dick. But I am gonna holla at you later baby boy.” With that he leaned down and gave me another kiss. Then he lifted up my gown and kissed my dick and left.
Shortly after my doctor walks in. I felt kind of odd because my dick was hard from Q’s kiss and and you could clearly see my shit standing up. He noticed because he just stared for a minute.
“Be careful, that snake bites.” I said trying to make him uncomfortable.
“I am very sorry.” He said and looking like he was about to have a nervous breakdown. “Please forgive me.”
He then went on to explain that I was fine and that I was gonna be held for a week on suicide watch. He told me that I would be moved to the third floor shortly and that is when the straps would be removed. He said that he was recommending that I get mental health treatment and gave me a number to call if I felt like I was gonna hurt myself again. After taking another glance at my dick he left. I was happy. My life was back in order, even though it almost cost me my life. I just laid there and thought about what the future had in store. I soon fell asleep.
The week in the hospital went really slow. Q and my mom came to visit everyday. I made my mom promise not to bring my brother and sister because I didn’t want them to see me like this. The day before I was to be released Q came to visit alone. We were talking about how things would be when I came home.
“Q, I think that I am gonna tell my mother about us. I mean your parents know and I think it would be unfair to keep this from her any longer.”
“If you feel like that is what you want I am with you. I will even be there when you tell her if it helps.”
“Yeah. If I had to tell her on my own I would never get it out. She should be here in a few minutes. To be honest with you I am scared as hell.”
“Just be brave baby boy. Your mom will love you no matter what. If anything I am the one she is going to hate.”
Just then my mom walks into the room.
“Hello. How are my two favorite men doing today?”
“Mom I have something very important to tell you. Well you know that Q is my best friend in the world right?”
“Of course I know that baby.”
“Well Q and I are a little more than friends. I guess what I am trying to say is that Q is my boyfriend.”
Mom laughed when I said this. I thought that she was laughing to keep from being angry. Finally she stops laughing and addresses the issue.
“I have known for the longest that you had a thing for Q. One night I came in your room to check on you and you were having a dream. You were going on about how much you loved Q and how you two were gonna be together forever. At first I was shocked because I would never had guessed that either of you were like that. I just want for my baby to be happy and if that is what does it for you then fine by me. I didn’t want to bring it up and make you feel uncomfortable. I just figured that you would tell me when you were ready.”
“So you really aren’t mad or ashamed of me?” I asked not able to believe what she had just said.
“Yes. I really just want both of you to be happy.”
“Mrs. Bender I am so glad you feel that way. I was sure that you were gonna hate me.” Q said.
“Well if you call me Mrs. Bender again I may just change my mind.”
“Oh yeah. Sorry mom.”
With that she hugs both of us and says that she loves us. We all sat and talked for some time. Q called his parents and let them know that we had told my mom. They both stayed until visiting hours were over. When they were ready to leave Q walked up and gave me a deep passionate kiss right in front of my mom. She just looked at us like it was normal. I told Q to pick me up in the morning. We sayed our goobyes and they were gone. My life was complete again. I had all the things I had lost. I slept like a baby that night.
The next morning Q came to pick me up. He brought me a change of clothes. I hurried to change because I dying to get out of the hospital. When we finally got outside Q asked me if I wanted to go to school or stay home for the day.
“Nigga I want to stay home and I want you to stay with me. I haven’t been able to touch you the way I wanted for a whole week.”
“Well do you want to go to your house or mine?” Q asked.
“I don’t know if I am ready to be at your house getting freaky because the last episode is still fresh in my memory. Let’s go rent some movies and go to my house.”
We went to the video store and grabbed a couple movies and then headed to my pad. My mom told me she was working a double and my brother and sister were going to my grandmothers after school. We pulled up to my house and I felt relieved. Now I was the man of the house and all the violence would be no more. The first thing I did when I got in the house was to call my job to see if I still had one. My boss told me that my mom had called and told him I was in the hospital. He said that he was glad that I was feeling better and that I could take the week off before I came back to work. I thanked him and told him I would see him in a week. Q was in the kitchen fixing us some burgers and fries. I went and set up the movie. We ate and watched “A Vampire in Brooklyn”. We sat and watched the whole thing even though I thought it was a stupid movie.
“Are you ready for dessert?” Q asked me when the movie was over. I could tell by the way he was looking at me that he had something real tasty in mind.
“Hell yeah!” After being in the hospital for a week I couldn’t wait to get some of Q’s sweet bubble ass.
“Alright then follow me.” Q grabbed my hand and started to lead me upstairs.
“The kitchen is in the other direction.” I said to Q with a smile.
“I know. Today we are having dessert in bed.”
That was fine by me. My dick was hard before we reached the top of the stairs. When we reached my room I noticed that there was a brand new lock on the door. Q pulled out two sets of keys and handed me one. The set he gave me had three keys on it.
“What are these for?” I asked.
“Well this one opens the lock to your room and the other two open the locks at my house.”
“What are you crazy. I can’t just come to your house and use keys to get in. What would your parents say.”
“They won’t say anything because they made the copies and told me to give them to you. Also your mom gave me a copy of the keys to this house and I have a copy of the key to your room in case you want to sneak some other nigga up in here one day.” Q laughed at his last remark. “Let me go in and do something before you come into the room.” Q went in and did what he had to do and returned shortly. “Now you have to close your eyes because I have a surprise for you.”
Q put his hands over my eyes and started to guide me into the room. I could tell that he was excited because I could feel his hard dick pressing up against my ass. We entered the room and he closed and locked the door.
“Now open your eyes.”
When I opened my eyes I was more than surprised. The entire room was covered with roses. There were candles of every color burning throughout the room. There was a little table set up on the side of my bed. On the table was a bottle of champagne, a bowl of strawberries, a can of whip cream, and some chocolate syrup. Along one of my walls was a bunch of get well cards, stuffed animals, and ballons. I found out later that these came from people at our school. I was so happy that a single tear fell from my eye. I turned towards Q and he looked like he wanted to cry from happiness. I walked towards him and attempted to take him in my arms.
“Not yet baby boy I have something to give you first.”
He guided me over to a chair and told me to sit down. He went into my closet and brought back what looked like a long jewlery box. He came back to where I was and got down on one knee in front of me. “Oh hell naw. This nigga must be crazy.” I thought. He looks at me and smiles then grabs my hand.
“Ced you know that you are the love of my life. There are times when I get mad because we can never let the world know the true feelings we have for each other. Neither of us want to be out there like that. On the other hand I want to know that you are mine forever. This is a secret that will be kept in our families and I want them all to know how serious we are about each other. I know this looks like a marriage proposal but it’s not that deep.”
He grabs the jewlery box and opens it. Inside are two gold rings. One has the letter C on it and the other has the letter Q on it. He grabs the one with the letter Q on it and places it on my finger.
“This is a commitment ring. It means that I love you with all my heart and you will forever be mine. I will wear the ring with your initial on it and it means I will always be yours. Cedric Bender will you always be there for me and be my nigga for life?”
“Yeah my nigga. I will always love you and always be there for you. Quentin Brooks will you always be there for me and be my nigga for life?”
“You know it my nigga. You just have to promise that you will never try to kill yourself again. If I would have lost you I would have wanted to die myself. Your little stunt even affected my dad. He was so messed up about what he did to you that he was about to kill himself. I would have lost both of you in one week.”
“Well don’t worry about that because I am not going anywhere. We will grow old together. At one point I will even change your diapers. I love how you set all of this up. You knew I wouldn’t want to go to school. You also knew that I didn’t want to go to your house. You are one slick nigga Q.”
“So does that mean that you like what I set up for you?”
“I can show you better than I can tell you. So why don’t you get that fat ass over here and let me show my appreciation.”
Q came up to me and I kissed him like I never had before. I began to take off his clothes with my mouth making contact with every part of his body as I did. I licked his ears and neck. I sucked each of his nipples and licked his belly button. I kissed his dick and sucked each of his balls. I turned him around and licked his ass inside and out. I kissed the back of his knees and all over his thighs. I even sucked on his toes. Q lookd liked he was in heaven. He walked over to the bed and I started to get undressed. I walked over to him as he started to open the champagne. (I never even thought to ask where he had gotten it from.) I took the bottle from him and pushed him back on the bed. I drank some of the champagne keeping some in my mouth. I kissed him and we shared the liquid that was in my mouth. I then poured some on his body and sucked it all up. I put the bottle back on the table and grabbed the whipped cream and the chocolate syrup. I applied a nice amount of both to his dick. I then dug in and enjoyed my Q sundae. When I was done with him there was no trace of either left. I turned him over on his stomach and told him to hold his ass cheeks open. I bit the leaves off the top of a strawberry and pushed it halfway in his ass. I then covered it with the whipped cream and chocolate syrup.Then I ate every drop out of his ass while Q tried to run from me. I continued to eat his ass when all the treats were gone. When Q began to beg me to stop, I just got deeper in that ass and fucked him with my tounge.
“Please stop. You are about to make me cum.”
Why did he say that? I turned him back over on his back. I replaced my tongue with my finger and sucked his dick with no mercy. When Q tried to maintain control I began to rub my finger on his prostate. I got the results I wanted. He started to cum in my mouth and and didn’t stop for like a full minute. He came so much that it began to drip out of my mouth When he finished I pulled off of his dick and I had cum all over my lips. Q pulled me in close and cleaned my face with his tongue.
“Why did you make me cum so quick”
“It doesn’t matter my nigga. We have all night.”
“I want that big ass dick up in me right now. I want you to fuck the shit out of me.”
“Not tonight baby boy. Tonight I am gonna make love to you and show Q how much Ced loves him.”
“Do the damn thing then.”
I slowly entered Q. I stroked my nigga deep and hard. I took my time so he could feel all of this 10 inch dick throughout his entire body. I pushed his legs up a little further and began to do slow pushups in his ass. We fucked like that for about 45 minutes. I then turned Q over in the doggy style position without taking my dick out of him. I fucked him as I licked his back. I smacked his ass a few timees and felt his ass clamp my dick each time I did it. That shit felt so good. Q began to throw that ass on me. I reached down and grabbed his balls and massaged them in my hands. I could feel that Q was close to cumming again so I alternated between slapping his ass and massaging his balls. Before long Q bust his second nut. The second nut was as vicious as the first. My nigga was gonna be dry on the inside when I finished with him.
“Don’t you want to ride this big ass dick baby?”
“Hell yeah. I am gonna ride the shit out of that fat ass dick.”
Once again we switched postions without me pulling out. I thought Q was gonna get off and turn to face me but he rode me with his back facing me. I sat up and sucked Q’s neck and nibbled his ears as he rode my dick. After about 15 minutes he started to turn around with me still inside. That made my dick swell to its max in his ass. When Q was facing me all of the love making was over. He began to ride my dick fast and hard. I could feel my dick touching something deep inside of him. I thought I was about to lose my mind. The more I tried not to nut the harder Q rode my dick. He would squeeze his ass muscle around my dick when he went up and release his grip when he went down. (Lucky for him there wasn’t any Viagara back then because I would have wanted him to do that shit all night..) We went on like this for another 20 minutes. Then I just couldn’t take it any more. Q sat all the way down on my dick. He started to gyrate his hips and and flex his ass muscles at the same time.
“Oh shit baby I am about to cum. Yeah baby ride this dick. Milk all the cum out of this dick.” I smacked his ass one last time.
I started to cum and it felt like Niagara Falls was coming out of my dick. The more I came the more Q rode my dick. Each time it felt like I was done Q managed to squeeze more juice out of me. When his eyes began to roll to back of his head I knew he was about to cum again. I grabbed his dick and aimed it toward my face. Q’s nut shot out like a missle. I tried to catch it in my mouth but most landed on my chest and chin. Again Q cleaned the cum off of my body. Then he collapsed on top of me like somebody had just shot him.
“Baby maybe you should go to the hospital more often.”
“I love you Quentin.”
“I love you back Cedric.”
Q kissed me and we fell asleep. This time we didn’t have to worry about anyone waking us up screaming.
Copyright 2005 CoLeY BoI™ Inc.
DESPERATION
BY: CEDRIC D BUTLER
So many things had changed during the course of the summer. Both Q and I had gone through a lot of changes. Q had grown to a height of 6’2, 190 pounds, slim muscular build, and you know the rest. His dick had grown to 9 1\4 inches, and his ass was as fat as ever. I had grown to 6’1, 180 pounds, slender build. My dick had grown to a full 10 inches. Q was still the star athlete, with all of the girls chasing him. I had made the most change though. I was no longer the nerd. I had started to work and was just as fly as Q. I had all the fly gear and a hot ass ride(which Q’s parents helped me get). My days as a tutor were over and I had an attitude that wouldn’t quit. I was always angry because all the people who had looked down on me were now on my dick. Q was always saying I should be happy. I had all the things I always wanted and my grades promised to get me into college in the future. At the time the only thing that made me happy was knowing that Q was my best friend and my lover. Shit wasn’t going good at home. My stepfather was pushing all the wrong buttons and I knew that before long one of us was going to hurt the other.
One day when we were in class this bitch ass nigga was talking mad shit. His name was Darnell but people called him Big D. He was on the football team with Q and they were best friends before I came into the picture. When Q and I first became friends, I did my best to avoid Big D. Things had changed now. As we walked into class you could hear Big D saying, “Here comes Q and his little wanna-be clone. Hang with the man and niggas start to think they’re the man.”
“Fuck you pussy ass nigga.” I said. “I am so fucking tired of your mouth. The only reason you talk all that shit is because nobdy has bust that ass yet.”
“Yeah I bet you would like to bust some ass nigga. Ain’t no bitch gave you no pussy since you went to this school. I bet the only person you ever fucked was your little brother.”
I saw Q get ready to make a move but this was my fight. Now let me tell you about Big D. He was 6’4 and about 235 pounds. He hadn’t had a fight in awhile because most people were scared of him. I used that to my advantage. While he was still laughing at his own stupid joke, I punched him as hard as I could in the nose. Before he could recover, I hit him three quick times in the jaw. Expecting him to charge me I backed off a little bit. To my surprise he hit the floor like he was just struck by lightening. The class erupted with ooh’s and aah’s. I had just knocked out one of the toughest niggas in the whole school. Well I guess you know my victory was short lived. Security bust in the class and I was hauled off to see the Principle. As I was being led to the office, a sentry who was friends with my mom winked at me. Nobody in the school really cared for Big D that much because he was an asshole to everyone. Mr. Rice, (our Principle), knew that I never got into trouble so I ended up with 2 weeks of in school suspension. After school that day I went to Q’s house. When I got there Q was waiting for me. He walked up to me holding one of his fake boxing belts.
“And the new heavyweight champion of the world, Mr. Ced!!”
Q always knew how to make me happy. This is when I first wondered what I would ever do if we weren’t together. We went into the house and headed up to his room.
“Damn nigga have you been taking boxing lessons on the low or something!” He said. “I don’t even know if I could have dropped that big ass nigga.”
“The only thing that I have been doing on the low is you my nigga.”
“Say it like you mean it nigga.” Q joked.
“Well I know one thing, that corny ass belt is not the prize that I want. Isn’t there something better you could give me?”
“I thought you would never ask.”
Q walked up to me and with those sexy ass lips and kissed me like I was Rocky and he was Adrian. We just stood there kissing for 5 minutes. I then began to undress him. Even though we had been together for a while, I still couldn’t believe the body this nigga had. Each time I saw that fat bubble ass, it was like I never saw it before. I started to kiss my nigga all over his body. I squeezed his ass as I sucked the fire out of his nipples. The moans from his voice were my favorite song. I put my hand around his dick and gently squeezed as I felt his manhood grow in my hand. Q then began to take off my clothes. When I was naked he kissed my body from head to toe. As precum started to ooze from my dick, Q wiped it on his finger and put it in my mouth. I sucked it dry. He then got on his knees and began to suck the dick that no other man or woman had ever touched. When he had my dick brick hard he got an idea and told me to hold on. Q ran downstairs and returned shortly with an icetray. He removed an ice cube and rubbed it across both of my nipples until it had melted. Q then put one in his mouth and smiled at me. What freaky shit did this nigga have on his mind. My question was quickly answered. Q bent down and began to suck my dick with the icecube in his mouth. I don’t know what melted faster me or that icecube. I was loving this shit. When the first one melted he added another and then another. Now I am all against acting like a bitch but that nigga brought all of the bitch out of me. I was screaming and yelling for that nigga to stop. When he finally did I knew it was time for me to return the favor. I laid Q down on his stomach. I grabbed an icecube and began to trace the curves of his back with it. I then took a cube in my mouth and began to eat his ass with it. By the time I was done his ass was as cold as the Northpole.
As I started to blow my warm breath in his ass he began to beg me to fuck him. I grabbed some lube from the bedside and got us both all slippery. I turned Q on his back and put his legs on my shoulder. After all this time together I was like the key to his ignition. My dick was the perfect fit to his ass. Q was used to me now so I immediately began to pound his ass. I loved the fact that Q was so tall because as I was fucking him I could lean down and suck his dick at the same time. This had become our new favorite position and I fucked and sucked that nigga for an hour and a half. Finally I felt Q’s dick swell to its max inside my mouth.
“Damn nigga i’m about to bust.” Q warned me. Usually I would let off his dick and watch the nut shoot out of it like it was being released from a cannon. Today I wanted to taste that sweet juice. “Shit nigga what are you doing?” Before he could get the whole statement out he was busting in my mouth. It tasted better than I would have ever imagined. When the last of his man juice hit the back of my throat, I felt my own ready to shoot. When Q felt my dick expand he started to throw that ass at me like he was a bull in the rodeo. As I let loose Q grabbed my hips and pulled me all way inside of him. I began to nut and the more I did the more Q threw that ass on me. He put that shit on me until all I could do was collapse on top of him. We lay there breathing hard and did something we would never do that time of day. We fell asleep naked and with my dick still in his ass.
We must have been asleep for hours because it was dark when we woke up. At first I thought I was dreaming because all I could hear was a womans scream. Q’s mom was standing in the doorway looking at us naked and with my dick (hard once again) in the ass of her only child. I quickly jumped up and tried to put on my clothes. Q’s dad came to see what the screaming was about. When he saw Q on the floor naked, (frozen with fear) and me hustling to put my clothes on, his face went from a look of concern to one of disgust. Before I knew what was happening he was across the room and punching me like I was his worst enemy in the world. He beat me until I was almost knocked out. As I fell to the floor I felt him lift me up. I thought he was feeling bad because of what he had just done to me. The next thing I knew he had carried me to the front door, lifted me over his head, and threw me out into the front yard.
“I don’t ever want to see you in my house or around my son you little faggot motherfucker!! You are lucky I don’t go get my gun and shoot your homo ass. Now get out of my yard and stay the fuck out of our lives.”
“Dad please don’t do this!” I heard Q yell.
His dad turned and slapped him so hard he fell to his knees. He hit Q so hard I swear that I could feel it.
This made me so mad that I stumbled to my feet and attempted to attack his dad. He turned and hit me square on the chin. I fell on my ass and still tried to get up.
“Ced! No, please just leave!”
Hearing those words from Q almost shattered my heart. I knew he was trying to protect me but I was in a fighting mood. Seeing the anger and hatred in his dads eyes made me change my mind. I got up off the ground and began to walk home. What the hell was I gonna do now. My whole world had just been turned upside down. I decided to go home and think about the days events. Little did I know my bad day was just getting started.
When I got home my mom was mad as hell. I had forgotten all about the fight I had in school. She was waiting for me on the porch when I walked up. She had that chew a nigga out look on her face.
“Boy I know you didn’t get in trouble in school and not bring your black ass straight home. Look at you. Why would you even want to walk the streets looking like you got hit by a truck.”
“Mom I had a bad day. I really don’t want to talk about this right now. This nigga got in my face and I had to defend myself.”
My mom knew that I wasn’t a trouble maker. I had never been in a fight at school before. She was mainly worried because she had notice the changes in me lately. All she wanted was for me to go to college and get out of the hood.
“Alright then baby. Go get cleaned up and get yourself something to eat. We will talk again a little later.”
I go into the house and head up to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror. It looked like I had been in a fight with Roy Jones Jr. I know my mom thought the damage came from the fight at school. As I started to examine the rest of my wounds, I felt the presence of evil enter the bathroom.
“Looks like somebody finally put your pussy ass in check. Wish I could have been there to see you get beat on.” Said my stepfather.
“Fuck you! I don’t want to hear shit from your bitch ass. Why don’t you do what you do best and go suck on that glass dick(crack pipe for those who don’t know). You wish that you could beat my ass. Things around here are gonna change. You won’t put your hands on anybody in this house again or you will have to deal with me.”
He walks up to me and jacks me up. He gives me that evil grin and gets real close up in my face.
“I am the man of this house. You are just a little bitch. What I say goes and that’s how it will continue to be. Now if you feel big enough to try me then don’t half step little boy.”
At that very moment all the years of abuse came back. All the ass beatings, shit talking, and teasing from him and everybody else hit me at once. Before I even knew what I was doing I punched that nigga in the jaw three times. He was so surpised he let go of me and staggered back. I had no mercy. I hit that nigga until he fell on the floor. When he fell I started to stomp his ass like he was the worlds biggest roach. I was in a blind rage. I didn’t even hear my mom screaming for me to stop. My little sister was scraming and crying. My little brother ran over and tried to pull me away. I was so far gone I pushed him off of me and he fell to the floor. I felt myself being turned around and my mom slapped the hell out of me. I had raised my hand and was ready to punch her before I realized what I was doing. Then I saw my little brother and sister looking at me like I was some sort of monster.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for this to happen.”
“Get the fuck out of my house right now!” I heard my mother scream. She was looking at me as if she was scared and didn’t know who I was.
“Mom I am so sorry. Please don’t make me leave.”
“I don’t know who you are anymore. Please just get your shit and leave.”
“This sorry ass nigga has been beating all of us all these years and when he gets what he deserves you want for me to leave! Fine then. You will never see me again.”
With that I ran out of the house. Tears were falling from me eyes. In one day I had lost my family, my best friend, and the love of my life. I ran and ran like Forrest Gump. I didn’t know where I was going. I just ran until I couldn’t run anymore. I knew my mom was expecting for me to go to Q’s. She would have called later and told me to come home when things settled down. At this point I didn’t care about anything. I felt like I didn’t have anything to live for and I did something really stupid. I walked to the park and went over to a tire swing that was hanging from a rope. I climbed the tree and pulled the tire up to me. I pulled out my knife and cut the tire away. I wrapped the rope around the branch a couple times and made a noose. I put the noose around my neck and prayed that my neck would snap when I jumped. I took a deep breath and then I jumped from the tree. My neck didn’t snap. I hung there and just waited for it all to end. After a few seconds I saw a man running towards me. He wouldn’t make it in time. The life was slowly draining from my body. As I began to fade out I thought about how it was gonna be in hell. Could it be any worse than the hell I was leaving. Then there was nothing but darkness.
Q and I were sittng on a bench at the baskteball court. We had just finished a game of one-on-one and I had beat him for the first time ever. Q was talking all kinds of shit about how it was just luck and I just sat there laughing at him. All of a sudden I began to feel very light. My body began to rise up into the air. Q grabbed my arm and held on for dear life. “Ced don’t leave me. Oh my god, what is happening?” The more Q held on the harder I was pulled away. Finally he lost his grip and I rose higher and higher into the sky. “No Ced! Please don’t leave me! Come back please!” I just went higher. Q became a little dot and then I couldn’t see him at all. What was happening to me. That is when I finally woke up.
“Where the fuck am I?” I thought as I opened my eyes. I looked around and saw my mother asleep in a chair. I was so happy to see her. I tried to get up and go to her but I couldn’t move. I was strapped to a hospital bed. I had straps on my hands and feet and I couldn’t get up. I tried to call out to my mom but for a second I couldn’t talk. When I managed to get my voice I yelled out to her. “Mom help me! What is going on?” Her eyes opened and she ran to my side.
“Oh my baby! I am so glad that you are alright. I thought that I was gonna lose you. Please don’t ever scare me like that again.” She said as tears of joy fell from her eyes.
“Baby I promise that things are gonna be different from now on. I put that sorry ass nigga out so when you come home he won’t be there.
I started to cry because of what I had just put my mother through.
“Mom I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I just didn’t know what to do. I thought that you didn’t love me anymore.”
“Boy are you crazy! You are my first born child. You have the chance to be the first man in this family to go to college and get the hell out of this ghetto lifestyle. I love you as much as I did the day I gave birth to your ass. You are my baby how could I ever stop loving you?”
Those words were a partial cure to my broken heart.
“I love you too mom.”
“Well now that you are up there are some other people here to see you. I am gonna go and talk to your doctor. I will be back a little later.” She leaned down and gave me a kiss and walked out of the room. A few seconds later the door burst open and Q came running in. I got excited until I saw that he was followed by his mom and dad.
“Ced what the hell is wrong with you scaring me like that?’ Q said. “I almost thought that I had lost you forever. What would I have done if my nigga had died?”
He bent down and kissed me on the lips. I was shocked because his parents were standing there. I looked over at his father and expected him to beat my ass again. His dad walks over, grabs a chair, and sits at the side of my bed.
“Cedric, I am so sorry for putting my hands on you. You have always been like a son to me and I can’t believe the way I acted. I can’t say that I agree with the decision that you and Q have made but I know that he loves you. He has made it very clear that he will be with you even if he has to leave our house to do so. I love my son too much to see him in the street struggeling to make it. I love the both of you too much to lose you. When I heard what you did at the park I wanted to get my gun and shoot myself. Q talked me out of it and I promised that if you made it I would respect that the two of you want to be together. I love you son and I hope that you can find it in your heart to forgive me.”
With that he gives me a fatherly kiss on the head and Mrs. Brooks does the same.
“I forgive you and I hope that things go back to the way they were. I love having a second mom and you are the only man I will ever call dad.”
“Thanks.” He said. “I will always be there for you just like a father should.”
“Well mom and dad the doctor will be in soon so do you think I could have a moment alone with Ced?”
“Of course baby.” Mrs. Brooks said. “We’ll be in the waiting room.”
When they left Q sits down at my side.
“Listen you stupid ass nigga, if you ever pull some shit like that again I will kill your ass myself. Your selfish ass was just gonna leave a nigga all alone. You know I love your skinny ass. I don’t care what happens. Nothing or nobdy could ever make me leave you. So now what your gonna do is get better, and bring your dumb ass home and be with the nigga who would die for you. Do you understand me?”
“Yes sir!” I said with a grin on my face.”I am sorry for putting you through this but the thought of losing you and my family just drove me crazy.”
“Well you just get your crazy ass out of here. I have something that I want to give you.”
“Why don’t you give it to me now?” I asked with lust in my eyes.
“Yeah right. Well I will see you later. You had better not be tryng to get with that fine ass doctor of yours either. Last night I caught him looking under your gown and staring at your dick. But I am gonna holla at you later baby boy.” With that he leaned down and gave me another kiss. Then he lifted up my gown and kissed my dick and left.
Shortly after my doctor walks in. I felt kind of odd because my dick was hard from Q’s kiss and and you could clearly see my shit standing up. He noticed because he just stared for a minute.
“Be careful, that snake bites.” I said trying to make him uncomfortable.
“I am very sorry.” He said and looking like he was about to have a nervous breakdown. “Please forgive me.”
He then went on to explain that I was fine and that I was gonna be held for a week on suicide watch. He told me that I would be moved to the third floor shortly and that is when the straps would be removed. He said that he was recommending that I get mental health treatment and gave me a number to call if I felt like I was gonna hurt myself again. After taking another glance at my dick he left. I was happy. My life was back in order, even though it almost cost me my life. I just laid there and thought about what the future had in store. I soon fell asleep.
The week in the hospital went really slow. Q and my mom came to visit everyday. I made my mom promise not to bring my brother and sister because I didn’t want them to see me like this. The day before I was to be released Q came to visit alone. We were talking about how things would be when I came home.
“Q, I think that I am gonna tell my mother about us. I mean your parents know and I think it would be unfair to keep this from her any longer.”
“If you feel like that is what you want I am with you. I will even be there when you tell her if it helps.”
“Yeah. If I had to tell her on my own I would never get it out. She should be here in a few minutes. To be honest with you I am scared as hell.”
“Just be brave baby boy. Your mom will love you no matter what. If anything I am the one she is going to hate.”
Just then my mom walks into the room.
“Hello. How are my two favorite men doing today?”
“Mom I have something very important to tell you. Well you know that Q is my best friend in the world right?”
“Of course I know that baby.”
“Well Q and I are a little more than friends. I guess what I am trying to say is that Q is my boyfriend.”
Mom laughed when I said this. I thought that she was laughing to keep from being angry. Finally she stops laughing and addresses the issue.
“I have known for the longest that you had a thing for Q. One night I came in your room to check on you and you were having a dream. You were going on about how much you loved Q and how you two were gonna be together forever. At first I was shocked because I would never had guessed that either of you were like that. I just want for my baby to be happy and if that is what does it for you then fine by me. I didn’t want to bring it up and make you feel uncomfortable. I just figured that you would tell me when you were ready.”
“So you really aren’t mad or ashamed of me?” I asked not able to believe what she had just said.
“Yes. I really just want both of you to be happy.”
“Mrs. Bender I am so glad you feel that way. I was sure that you were gonna hate me.” Q said.
“Well if you call me Mrs. Bender again I may just change my mind.”
“Oh yeah. Sorry mom.”
With that she hugs both of us and says that she loves us. We all sat and talked for some time. Q called his parents and let them know that we had told my mom. They both stayed until visiting hours were over. When they were ready to leave Q walked up and gave me a deep passionate kiss right in front of my mom. She just looked at us like it was normal. I told Q to pick me up in the morning. We sayed our goobyes and they were gone. My life was complete again. I had all the things I had lost. I slept like a baby that night.
The next morning Q came to pick me up. He brought me a change of clothes. I hurried to change because I dying to get out of the hospital. When we finally got outside Q asked me if I wanted to go to school or stay home for the day.
“Nigga I want to stay home and I want you to stay with me. I haven’t been able to touch you the way I wanted for a whole week.”
“Well do you want to go to your house or mine?” Q asked.
“I don’t know if I am ready to be at your house getting freaky because the last episode is still fresh in my memory. Let’s go rent some movies and go to my house.”
We went to the video store and grabbed a couple movies and then headed to my pad. My mom told me she was working a double and my brother and sister were going to my grandmothers after school. We pulled up to my house and I felt relieved. Now I was the man of the house and all the violence would be no more. The first thing I did when I got in the house was to call my job to see if I still had one. My boss told me that my mom had called and told him I was in the hospital. He said that he was glad that I was feeling better and that I could take the week off before I came back to work. I thanked him and told him I would see him in a week. Q was in the kitchen fixing us some burgers and fries. I went and set up the movie. We ate and watched “A Vampire in Brooklyn”. We sat and watched the whole thing even though I thought it was a stupid movie.
“Are you ready for dessert?” Q asked me when the movie was over. I could tell by the way he was looking at me that he had something real tasty in mind.
“Hell yeah!” After being in the hospital for a week I couldn’t wait to get some of Q’s sweet bubble ass.
“Alright then follow me.” Q grabbed my hand and started to lead me upstairs.
“The kitchen is in the other direction.” I said to Q with a smile.
“I know. Today we are having dessert in bed.”
That was fine by me. My dick was hard before we reached the top of the stairs. When we reached my room I noticed that there was a brand new lock on the door. Q pulled out two sets of keys and handed me one. The set he gave me had three keys on it.
“What are these for?” I asked.
“Well this one opens the lock to your room and the other two open the locks at my house.”
“What are you crazy. I can’t just come to your house and use keys to get in. What would your parents say.”
“They won’t say anything because they made the copies and told me to give them to you. Also your mom gave me a copy of the keys to this house and I have a copy of the key to your room in case you want to sneak some other nigga up in here one day.” Q laughed at his last remark. “Let me go in and do something before you come into the room.” Q went in and did what he had to do and returned shortly. “Now you have to close your eyes because I have a surprise for you.”
Q put his hands over my eyes and started to guide me into the room. I could tell that he was excited because I could feel his hard dick pressing up against my ass. We entered the room and he closed and locked the door.
“Now open your eyes.”
When I opened my eyes I was more than surprised. The entire room was covered with roses. There were candles of every color burning throughout the room. There was a little table set up on the side of my bed. On the table was a bottle of champagne, a bowl of strawberries, a can of whip cream, and some chocolate syrup. Along one of my walls was a bunch of get well cards, stuffed animals, and ballons. I found out later that these came from people at our school. I was so happy that a single tear fell from my eye. I turned towards Q and he looked like he wanted to cry from happiness. I walked towards him and attempted to take him in my arms.
“Not yet baby boy I have something to give you first.”
He guided me over to a chair and told me to sit down. He went into my closet and brought back what looked like a long jewlery box. He came back to where I was and got down on one knee in front of me. “Oh hell naw. This nigga must be crazy.” I thought. He looks at me and smiles then grabs my hand.
“Ced you know that you are the love of my life. There are times when I get mad because we can never let the world know the true feelings we have for each other. Neither of us want to be out there like that. On the other hand I want to know that you are mine forever. This is a secret that will be kept in our families and I want them all to know how serious we are about each other. I know this looks like a marriage proposal but it’s not that deep.”
He grabs the jewlery box and opens it. Inside are two gold rings. One has the letter C on it and the other has the letter Q on it. He grabs the one with the letter Q on it and places it on my finger.
“This is a commitment ring. It means that I love you with all my heart and you will forever be mine. I will wear the ring with your initial on it and it means I will always be yours. Cedric Bender will you always be there for me and be my nigga for life?”
“Yeah my nigga. I will always love you and always be there for you. Quentin Brooks will you always be there for me and be my nigga for life?”
“You know it my nigga. You just have to promise that you will never try to kill yourself again. If I would have lost you I would have wanted to die myself. Your little stunt even affected my dad. He was so messed up about what he did to you that he was about to kill himself. I would have lost both of you in one week.”
“Well don’t worry about that because I am not going anywhere. We will grow old together. At one point I will even change your diapers. I love how you set all of this up. You knew I wouldn’t want to go to school. You also knew that I didn’t want to go to your house. You are one slick nigga Q.”
“So does that mean that you like what I set up for you?”
“I can show you better than I can tell you. So why don’t you get that fat ass over here and let me show my appreciation.”
Q came up to me and I kissed him like I never had before. I began to take off his clothes with my mouth making contact with every part of his body as I did. I licked his ears and neck. I sucked each of his nipples and licked his belly button. I kissed his dick and sucked each of his balls. I turned him around and licked his ass inside and out. I kissed the back of his knees and all over his thighs. I even sucked on his toes. Q lookd liked he was in heaven. He walked over to the bed and I started to get undressed. I walked over to him as he started to open the champagne. (I never even thought to ask where he had gotten it from.) I took the bottle from him and pushed him back on the bed. I drank some of the champagne keeping some in my mouth. I kissed him and we shared the liquid that was in my mouth. I then poured some on his body and sucked it all up. I put the bottle back on the table and grabbed the whipped cream and the chocolate syrup. I applied a nice amount of both to his dick. I then dug in and enjoyed my Q sundae. When I was done with him there was no trace of either left. I turned him over on his stomach and told him to hold his ass cheeks open. I bit the leaves off the top of a strawberry and pushed it halfway in his ass. I then covered it with the whipped cream and chocolate syrup.Then I ate every drop out of his ass while Q tried to run from me. I continued to eat his ass when all the treats were gone. When Q began to beg me to stop, I just got deeper in that ass and fucked him with my tounge.
“Please stop. You are about to make me cum.”
Why did he say that? I turned him back over on his back. I replaced my tongue with my finger and sucked his dick with no mercy. When Q tried to maintain control I began to rub my finger on his prostate. I got the results I wanted. He started to cum in my mouth and and didn’t stop for like a full minute. He came so much that it began to drip out of my mouth When he finished I pulled off of his dick and I had cum all over my lips. Q pulled me in close and cleaned my face with his tongue.
“Why did you make me cum so quick”
“It doesn’t matter my nigga. We have all night.”
“I want that big ass dick up in me right now. I want you to fuck the shit out of me.”
“Not tonight baby boy. Tonight I am gonna make love to you and show Q how much Ced loves him.”
“Do the damn thing then.”
I slowly entered Q. I stroked my nigga deep and hard. I took my time so he could feel all of this 10 inch dick throughout his entire body. I pushed his legs up a little further and began to do slow pushups in his ass. We fucked like that for about 45 minutes. I then turned Q over in the doggy style position without taking my dick out of him. I fucked him as I licked his back. I smacked his ass a few timees and felt his ass clamp my dick each time I did it. That shit felt so good. Q began to throw that ass on me. I reached down and grabbed his balls and massaged them in my hands. I could feel that Q was close to cumming again so I alternated between slapping his ass and massaging his balls. Before long Q bust his second nut. The second nut was as vicious as the first. My nigga was gonna be dry on the inside when I finished with him.
“Don’t you want to ride this big ass dick baby?”
“Hell yeah. I am gonna ride the shit out of that fat ass dick.”
Once again we switched postions without me pulling out. I thought Q was gonna get off and turn to face me but he rode me with his back facing me. I sat up and sucked Q’s neck and nibbled his ears as he rode my dick. After about 15 minutes he started to turn around with me still inside. That made my dick swell to its max in his ass. When Q was facing me all of the love making was over. He began to ride my dick fast and hard. I could feel my dick touching something deep inside of him. I thought I was about to lose my mind. The more I tried not to nut the harder Q rode my dick. He would squeeze his ass muscle around my dick when he went up and release his grip when he went down. (Lucky for him there wasn’t any Viagara back then because I would have wanted him to do that shit all night..) We went on like this for another 20 minutes. Then I just couldn’t take it any more. Q sat all the way down on my dick. He started to gyrate his hips and and flex his ass muscles at the same time.
“Oh shit baby I am about to cum. Yeah baby ride this dick. Milk all the cum out of this dick.” I smacked his ass one last time.
I started to cum and it felt like Niagara Falls was coming out of my dick. The more I came the more Q rode my dick. Each time it felt like I was done Q managed to squeeze more juice out of me. When his eyes began to roll to back of his head I knew he was about to cum again. I grabbed his dick and aimed it toward my face. Q’s nut shot out like a missle. I tried to catch it in my mouth but most landed on my chest and chin. Again Q cleaned the cum off of my body. Then he collapsed on top of me like somebody had just shot him.
“Baby maybe you should go to the hospital more often.”
“I love you Quentin.”
“I love you back Cedric.”
Q kissed me and we fell asleep. This time we didn’t have to worry about anyone waking us up screaming.
Copyright 2005 CoLeY BoI™ Inc.
"dl" THUG PASSION 3 THE GREAT DECEPTION
“dl” THUG PASSION III
THE GREAT DECEPTION
BY: CEDRIC D BUTLER
Our tenth grade school year was finally over. Q and I had banged out our finals and were prepared to have a good summer. Things were going great between us. We still wore our rings like we were a married couple. No one at school said too much about it because they all knew how close we were (well not really). As a matter of fact we set a trend at our school. Everybody had started to wear rings with their best friend’s initial on it. The only one who even made a bad comment about it was Big D. After a threatening look from me he never mentioned it again. Now Q and I both had jobs for the summer. Q worked at our local amusement park. He loved it because he got to be seen by all the girls who were sweating him. I worked at a community center with kids. I loved my job. I had a real connection with the kids and they made me feel very important. One day after I was leaving work I noticed a bunch of guys standing around by the basketball court. I seem to have radar for trouble so I headed to my car without really paying too much attention to the crowd. Just as I am putting my things in the car I hear a familiar voice behind me.
“What’s up punk ass nigga?”
I turn around to see Big D and some of his homeboys standing behind me. I instantly get paranoid. I know that I am in a fucked up situation.
“Yo Big D I don’t want any trouble.”
“Well you should have thought about that when you put yo mutha fuckin hands on me.”
“So this is the little nigga that knocked yo ass out. Yo pussy I don’t like for nobody to put their hands on my little brother. Do you know what I do to little pussies like you?”
Just then this nigga pulls out a pistol and puts it up to my head. I just stood there looking at this nigga. He looked just like Big D but he is a few inches shorter. I swell up my chest and try to look like I am not scared. I give this nigga a look like if you don’t pull the trigger now I will get your ass later. This starts to irritate him.
“Oh you think you are a tough little nigga huh? Well I am about to make your ass famous.”
I close my eyes and expect the worse. Instead of a bang I hear niggas running away. I open my eyes and see a police car heading towards me. The car pulls up and two officers get out.
“Is everything alright sir?”
“Yes officer. I was just getting off of work and a few friends stopped to talk to me.”
“Well would you mind explaining why they decided to run?”
“Some of them are on parole and didn’t want an interview I guess.”
The other cop looked at me. I could tell that he knew I was lying. There was no way I would tell them the truth. Even though I had no doubt that nigga would have shot me, I was not a snitch.
“Ok sir, well have a good night.”
“Thank you officer.”
I got in my car and drove off. When the police were out of sight I started cursing at myself. I had forgotten that Big D’s family made up most of a local gang called G.A.P. (Gangstaz and Pimps). I had allowed myself to think that Big D was over the confrontation we had over a year ago. I guess he was just waiting for the right time to get back at me. What was I gonna do? There was no way I was gonna let these niggas keep me from school. I decided I had to talk to somebody about it. I pulled up to a phone booth and called Q at home.
“Hello.”
“Yo Q what’s up?”
“What’s good baby boy? Where you at?”
“I am like a block from my job. I just had a run in with Big D and some of his boys. Some wild shit happened and I need to talk to you. Can you meet me at my house in about fifteen minutes?”
“ No doubt baby boy. I am on my way there.”
Q hung up without saying bye. I guess he could tell by the emotion in my voice that something was very wrong. When I pulled up to my house Q was already there. This made me smile because I knew my nigga had my back. I get out and we dap each other up.
“So what’s up Ced?”
I told Q exactly what happened. When I told him everything he looked like he was ready to kill somebody.
“I am gonna kill that fat ass nigga. Who the fuck does he think he is? I know whowhom you are talking about. They call that nigga Big Poppa. You know what? I am about to go get my dad’s gun and go find that pussy.”
“Wait Q. Calm down my nigga. Now you know I am not about to let you go out like that. They probably just wanted to scare me. The whole shit will die down. Big D will brag about the shit at school and I will just let him have his way.”
It was funny how I came to get advice from Q and turned out to be the one keeping him calm.
“Are you sure that is how you want to handle this shit?”
“Yeah I’m sure. Big D won’t try to fight me because he knows that I will bust that ass. The whole school knows I can beat his ass. How much props can he get for something he didn’t do himself?”
“Well if you are sure that is how you want to handle it. I think that you should get a gun though. You can never be too safe.”
“I’ll give it some thought. Let’s go in the house and get something to eat. Later on we can go see wassup with the fellas.”
“Cool. I’m down for that.”
After we finished eating we rode over to the local park where some of our friends hang out. There we met up with our friends Chaz and his brother Chad. They were some half-black, half-Jamaican twins. They stood about 5’10, 200 pounds. Both had football player builds. They were neither sexy nor ugly. If they got down I would have fucked them like they were the double-mint twins. They were almost a purple black and we called them Black and Blue. We all dapped each other up. We stayed here for a while but when none of our other friends showed up we all decided to leave. As I was driving down the street Q reached over and grabbed my dick. My shit started to get hard instantly from his touch. When he began to unzip my pants I knew what he was about to do. I pulled up to a red light and Q was sucking the life out of my dick. I closed my eyes for what seemed like only a second. When I opened them a car had pulled to the left side of us. My little cousin Terrelle was looking at me smiling. I tried to push Q off but he was really into what he was doing. Terrelle was trying to see who was in the truck with me.
“Yo Q chill. We got some company.”
When Q’s head popped up Terrelle looked like he was seeing things. Then he just smiled again. He rolls down his window and asked if we could pull over because he needed to talk to us. As I was pulling over my heart was racing a mile a minute.
“Do you think he knows what was going down?” Q asked me.
“From the expression on his face he thinks he knows something. We will just play it off like you had dropped something.”
Terrelle gets out of his car and gets into the back of mine. We both dap him up and wait to see what he is gonna say.
“Yo I didn’t know that you niggas got down like that.” T said.
“What the fuck are you talking about?” I asked him.
“Come on big cousin. A blind man could tell that Q was giving you head.”
“What? Nigga I just dropped my wallet on the floor and was picking it up. How you gonna come at us with some gay shit like that?”
“The only thing you dropped nigga was your mouth on Ced’s dick.” T said laughing.
Q reached into the back seat and yoked T up.
“Listen little boy. You better watch your mouth before you lose a couple teeth.”
T pulled away from Q and continued to talk.
“First of all, I am only a year younger than you niggas. Second, you don’t have to worry about me saying anything because I get down also.”
I turned around in my seat and looked at T. Now I can’t say that I never thought T would be like that. When we were younger he use to try to grind on me when we were play fighting. Still, I figured that as he got older he grew out of it. I guess I should have known better because I never grew out of it.
“Ced why are you looking at me like that? You know I use to try to feel and grind on you when we were little. The way you use to react makes it hard to believe that you get down.”
Q and I look at each other. I give him the slight head nod indicating that we could trust T.
“Alright T. Yeah we do get down. Q and I have been kickin it for over a year. Neither of us has ever been with anybody else.”
“Damn!” T said. “The star athlete and the smartest nigga in school in love with each other. No one would believe me if I told them anyway.”
“And you are not going to tell anyone are you!” Q said more as a demand than a question.
“Hell no! I do think it would be cool to hang with yall sometimes. It would be a relief to hang with some niggas that get down like me.”
“Here’s the deal then.” I said. “As long as you don’t bring any femmed out niggas into the circle you are more than welcome to chill with us. You have to keep your shit low and not bring attention to yourself.”
(I will take the time here to tell all the fem brothas not to take offense to anything I write. After all the name of the story is D.L. Thug Passion)
“I am cool with that. I don’t want my business out there. I think this is gonna be some cool shit.”
“So then whom are you kickin it with?” Q asked.
“Well I don’t really know if I should say at this time.”
“You expect us to trust you but you can’t trust us?”
“Alright. I am fuckin with someone you know very well Q. His name is Jameer.”
Both of our mouths dropped open at hearing this. Jameer was the Quarterback for our football team.
“No fuckin way. You can’t expect me to believe that Jameer gets down like that.”
“He would say the same thing if I told him about you.”
“Damn I guess niggas really do know how to keep they shit on the down low.”
“So do you niggas mind if I put him on? I was on my way to pick him up right now.”
“It really doesn’t matter to me.” Q said.
They both looked at me. I didn’t like the way Q had been looking since he heard about Jameer but I trusted my nigga.
“I guess its cool.” I told them.
“Then why don’t you niggas follow me to his house and then we can go chill at Troup Street Park. I will let him know what’s going down as we drive to the park.”
“Lets go then.” Q said a little to anxious for my blood.
T jumped out of my car and led the way to Jameer’s house. When Meer came out and saw us he looked a little confused. I guess they were planning on spending this time alone. During the ride to the park Q must have noticed that I was thinking hard about all of this.
“Ced, what’s on ya mind baby boy?”
“Well I don’t want to sound like a jealous ass nigga but I don’t like the look I saw in your eyes when T said that Meer gets down.”
“Now nigga you know that you are the only one in this world for me. I just thought it was cool that we could finally have friends that got down and knew about us. I mean I love being with you but I hate the fact that we have to hide around everyone. It will be a relief hanging with niggas we can be ourselves around.”
“Yeah your right. I never thought about it like that. I’m sorry for doubting your love and loyalty. I will make it up to you later.” I said grabbing his dick.
“Now that’s what I like. Make up sex.”
We both laughed as we pulled into the park. At this time of night Troup St. Park was usually empty and tonight was no exception. We got out of the cars and gave Jameer some daps. We walked farther into the park before anyone said anything. T was the first to speak.
“Well I put Meer on to our situation and he is cool with it.”
“Yeah I am cool with it.” Meer said. “I thought T was crazy when he told me that you niggas get down. I never would have thought that you niggas kick with each other since yall always on that brother shit.
“Well” Q said, “I guess the hillbillies aren’t the only ones down with the incest shit.”
We all started laughing. We walked through the park for like an hour and decided to leave. We went back to the cars and said our good-byes. Jameer told us that his parents would be out of town for the weekend. He invited us all to stay at his house. We all said that we would and went our separate ways. I asked Q what he wanted to do.
“Let’s go to my house. You do owe me something remember?”
I got kind of worried. Even though his parents had givin me a set of keys to the house, I had not been over there since the incident with his dad.
“Come on Ced. Sooner or later you will have to come to my house. You might as well get the fear out of your system now. Please for me?”
Q gave me his saddest puppy dog look and that made up my mind for me.
“Cool” I said. “Let’s do this then.”
I drove to Q’s house and all the fear came back as we walked through the door. I hoped that his parents would be asleep but no such luck. His mom and dad were sitting in the living room when we came in. Q walked in and said hi to them. I was stuck by the door and couldn’t move. They both sat there staring at me.
“Q wouldn’t you like to introduce us to your new friend?” Mr. Brooks said.
“Dad what are you talking about?” Q said turning to see me standing in the same spot.
“Well at first I thought that was Ced, but seeing as he acts like he has never been here before I thought you had a new boyfriend.”
I had to laugh at that. We all laughed for a few seconds and the tension was broken. I walked into the living room.
“Hello mom and dad.”
Mrs. Brooks got up and gave me a motherly hug. I walked over to Mr. Brooks and put out my hand to shake his. He got up off the couch and stood in front of me. When he did I flinched.
“Stop being silly and give me a hug son. I thought that we weren’t ever gonna see you at this house again. You know you are welcome because we gave you a set of keys.”
“I know. I have just been skeptical ever since… Well you know?”
“I thought we squashed all of that before you left the hospital? Our home is still your home.”
“You’re right. It sure feels good to be here again.”
“Well if you boys are hungry the food is still on the stove.”
“We already ate mom. Thanks anyway.”
With that Q grabs my hand and pulls me away from the living room. I thought we were gonna head for his room but instead he leads me towards the basement.
“Q why are we going to the basement?”
“You’ll see.” Q leads me down the stairs and the basement is pitch black. He turns on the light and I am amazed. The basement had been turned into a bedroom.
“Damn!” I said. “When did you guys do this?”
“Dad just finished it up last week. I told him that I needed a little space of my own for whenever you came over. I offered to help him but he did it all himself. He said it was a gift from him to us. He wanted you to be here when he showed it to me but we decided not to push you.”
“Damn. I guess I will have to thank him later. Right now though I have some apologizing to do.”
I walked over to Q and started to kiss him. We were locked in a passionate kiss for about five minutes. We then began to undress. When we were both naked I spun Q around to look at the body I had grown to love. Q had precum dripping from his dick. I wiped it off with my finger and we both sucked it off. I then began to place kisses all over Q’s body. I started to suck his dick while sliding a finger into his ass. I then started to suck on his nuts putting another finger in his big bubble butt. I then turned my body and got in the 69 position. I must have been real horny because Q started to play with my asshole. He had never done this before. I could not believe the rush I was getting from this. Q stopped sucking my dick and started to lick my ass. He licked and sucked my ass and forced his finger into me. The entire time we had been together Q was always the bottom. The only thing he had ever done was touch my ass. I had never thought about being a bottom or getting fucked. Q was bringing out a new sensation in me. The shit was feeling so good that I couldn’t suck his dick while he was doing it. My dick was leaking so much precum that it looked like a water fountain. Then words came out of my mouth that shocked both of us.
“Q, I want to feel you inside of me.”
Q stopped eating my ass and looked me in the eyes.
“Did you say what I think you said?”
“Yes. I want you to fuck me.”
“Are you sure Ced?”
“No. But I want you to do it before I change my mind. Please, just don’t hurt me.”
“I would never do anything to hurt you baby.”
I turned on my back and Q put my legs on his shoulders. He started to kiss me and lick my ears. He knew that my ears were my weakness and when I started to moan he tried to push his dick up in me. The pain was overbearing. Q asked me if I wanted him to stop. I told him not to stop until he busted a nut. Q slowly pushed inside of me until his pubic hairs touched my ass. He then waited until I adjusted to his invasion before he continued.
“Are you ready baby?”
Even though I was in pain I told him to continue. He started moving in and out of me real slow. The pain soon turned to pleasure and for the first time I knew why Q loved for me to dick him down. When I started to moan Q fucked me harder and deeper. Then he used my own trick on me. He started to suck my dick as he was fucking me. The two sensations were unbearable. I started to call his name and tell him how much I loved him. Q had my whole dick in his mouth. My shit was lodged in his throat and he used those muscles on my dick. My nuts felt like they were about to explode. Q took my dick out of his mouth to watch me cum. I never bust a nut like that in my life. I swear my shit shot up and touched the ceiling. When I finished nutting Q started to fuck me faster to get his nut off. I told him to take his time because that shit was feeling so good I didn’t want it to end. Q fucked me for like forty-five minutes. I was amazed at how much I enjoyed that shit. Finally Q told me he couldn’t hold off anymore. When he started to cum in my ass it felt so fucking good that I started to cum again without touching my dick. I couldn’t believe that shit happened to me. When Q finished he surprised me again. He licked up all of the cum that was coming out of my ass. We then laid side by side.
“How do you feel?” Q asked.
“I feel like somebody just stuck nine and a quarter inches of dick up my ass.”
“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” He asked me.
“You’d better believe it’s a good thing. I would never have thought that shit could feel that good.”
“Why do you think I always want that big ass dick up inside of me? I love what we just did but I still would prefer for you to fuck me most of the time if that’s cool.”
“No doubt baby boy. Anything for you my nigga.”
We held each other and fell asleep. I woke up some time later and Q was sucking my dick. He looked at me and smiled.
“I got hungry baby.” He said.
“Get full then my nigga.”
He continued to suck my dick and play with my balls. When he had me worked up he sat on my dick. I could tell he had wanted my dick bad because he was riding me like it was the last time we would ever be together. I had to muster all my strength not to bust too soon. He would ride for a while and then stop and use his ass muscles to milk my dick. After about an hour Q said he was gonna bust. I told him to get up and put his dick in my mouth. As soon as his dick touched my lips he began to cum. I drank down all of his cum as I stroked my dick and nutted all over my stomach. Q licked the cum off of my body and then gave me a deep passionate kiss.
“Are you full now baby?” I asked him.
“I couldn’t eat another bite.”
We laughed and then both fell into an uninterrupted sleep.
The weekend was finally here and I was putting some things together to take to Jameer’s house. I was kind of nervous because Q and I had never been in a situation like this before. Q picked me up and we headed for Meer’s house. Q didn’t seem fazed by the situation at all. He always seemed to keep his cool. I decided to do the same and just go with the flow. Meer had the hot crib and we had the time of our lives. Shortly after we got there we all decided to go to the park and play some basketball. We had so much fun. We played at least 5 games of 21 and ran 3 full court games. When we got back to the house we all took our showers, grabbed something to eat and watched some movies. Around midnight I had gotten real tired and went to the guest- room to lay down. Terrelle
had gone to bed about 30 minutes ago. Jameer and Q were talking about past basketball triumphs and against my better judgment I left them to their war stories. I woke up around 2 a.m. and noticed that Q still hadn’t come to bed. I headed for the living room thinking that these niggas were talking about b-ball. When I reached the living room this nigga Jameer was all up in the guts that were only for me. At first I could only stand and watch. This bitch ass nigga was slamming about 10 inches of dick in my niggas ass. Now I can’t lie. Looking at Meer’s muscular body and smooth bubble ass made me horny as fuck, but the look of pleasure on Q’s face made my blood boil. I know most people would have flipped right then but I sat down and continued to watch. Each time that dick slid up in my nigga the more my heart dropped. I mean these niggas were so into the shit that they didn’t even notice that I was sitting there. I quietly got up and returned to the guest- room. I found my book bag and reached inside and pulled out the .44 bulldog I had bought after the incident with Big D. I slowly walked back to the living room. I stood about 5 feet away from these niggas. I raised the gun, took aim and pulled the trigger.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
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THE GREAT DECEPTION
BY: CEDRIC D BUTLER
Our tenth grade school year was finally over. Q and I had banged out our finals and were prepared to have a good summer. Things were going great between us. We still wore our rings like we were a married couple. No one at school said too much about it because they all knew how close we were (well not really). As a matter of fact we set a trend at our school. Everybody had started to wear rings with their best friend’s initial on it. The only one who even made a bad comment about it was Big D. After a threatening look from me he never mentioned it again. Now Q and I both had jobs for the summer. Q worked at our local amusement park. He loved it because he got to be seen by all the girls who were sweating him. I worked at a community center with kids. I loved my job. I had a real connection with the kids and they made me feel very important. One day after I was leaving work I noticed a bunch of guys standing around by the basketball court. I seem to have radar for trouble so I headed to my car without really paying too much attention to the crowd. Just as I am putting my things in the car I hear a familiar voice behind me.
“What’s up punk ass nigga?”
I turn around to see Big D and some of his homeboys standing behind me. I instantly get paranoid. I know that I am in a fucked up situation.
“Yo Big D I don’t want any trouble.”
“Well you should have thought about that when you put yo mutha fuckin hands on me.”
“So this is the little nigga that knocked yo ass out. Yo pussy I don’t like for nobody to put their hands on my little brother. Do you know what I do to little pussies like you?”
Just then this nigga pulls out a pistol and puts it up to my head. I just stood there looking at this nigga. He looked just like Big D but he is a few inches shorter. I swell up my chest and try to look like I am not scared. I give this nigga a look like if you don’t pull the trigger now I will get your ass later. This starts to irritate him.
“Oh you think you are a tough little nigga huh? Well I am about to make your ass famous.”
I close my eyes and expect the worse. Instead of a bang I hear niggas running away. I open my eyes and see a police car heading towards me. The car pulls up and two officers get out.
“Is everything alright sir?”
“Yes officer. I was just getting off of work and a few friends stopped to talk to me.”
“Well would you mind explaining why they decided to run?”
“Some of them are on parole and didn’t want an interview I guess.”
The other cop looked at me. I could tell that he knew I was lying. There was no way I would tell them the truth. Even though I had no doubt that nigga would have shot me, I was not a snitch.
“Ok sir, well have a good night.”
“Thank you officer.”
I got in my car and drove off. When the police were out of sight I started cursing at myself. I had forgotten that Big D’s family made up most of a local gang called G.A.P. (Gangstaz and Pimps). I had allowed myself to think that Big D was over the confrontation we had over a year ago. I guess he was just waiting for the right time to get back at me. What was I gonna do? There was no way I was gonna let these niggas keep me from school. I decided I had to talk to somebody about it. I pulled up to a phone booth and called Q at home.
“Hello.”
“Yo Q what’s up?”
“What’s good baby boy? Where you at?”
“I am like a block from my job. I just had a run in with Big D and some of his boys. Some wild shit happened and I need to talk to you. Can you meet me at my house in about fifteen minutes?”
“ No doubt baby boy. I am on my way there.”
Q hung up without saying bye. I guess he could tell by the emotion in my voice that something was very wrong. When I pulled up to my house Q was already there. This made me smile because I knew my nigga had my back. I get out and we dap each other up.
“So what’s up Ced?”
I told Q exactly what happened. When I told him everything he looked like he was ready to kill somebody.
“I am gonna kill that fat ass nigga. Who the fuck does he think he is? I know whowhom you are talking about. They call that nigga Big Poppa. You know what? I am about to go get my dad’s gun and go find that pussy.”
“Wait Q. Calm down my nigga. Now you know I am not about to let you go out like that. They probably just wanted to scare me. The whole shit will die down. Big D will brag about the shit at school and I will just let him have his way.”
It was funny how I came to get advice from Q and turned out to be the one keeping him calm.
“Are you sure that is how you want to handle this shit?”
“Yeah I’m sure. Big D won’t try to fight me because he knows that I will bust that ass. The whole school knows I can beat his ass. How much props can he get for something he didn’t do himself?”
“Well if you are sure that is how you want to handle it. I think that you should get a gun though. You can never be too safe.”
“I’ll give it some thought. Let’s go in the house and get something to eat. Later on we can go see wassup with the fellas.”
“Cool. I’m down for that.”
After we finished eating we rode over to the local park where some of our friends hang out. There we met up with our friends Chaz and his brother Chad. They were some half-black, half-Jamaican twins. They stood about 5’10, 200 pounds. Both had football player builds. They were neither sexy nor ugly. If they got down I would have fucked them like they were the double-mint twins. They were almost a purple black and we called them Black and Blue. We all dapped each other up. We stayed here for a while but when none of our other friends showed up we all decided to leave. As I was driving down the street Q reached over and grabbed my dick. My shit started to get hard instantly from his touch. When he began to unzip my pants I knew what he was about to do. I pulled up to a red light and Q was sucking the life out of my dick. I closed my eyes for what seemed like only a second. When I opened them a car had pulled to the left side of us. My little cousin Terrelle was looking at me smiling. I tried to push Q off but he was really into what he was doing. Terrelle was trying to see who was in the truck with me.
“Yo Q chill. We got some company.”
When Q’s head popped up Terrelle looked like he was seeing things. Then he just smiled again. He rolls down his window and asked if we could pull over because he needed to talk to us. As I was pulling over my heart was racing a mile a minute.
“Do you think he knows what was going down?” Q asked me.
“From the expression on his face he thinks he knows something. We will just play it off like you had dropped something.”
Terrelle gets out of his car and gets into the back of mine. We both dap him up and wait to see what he is gonna say.
“Yo I didn’t know that you niggas got down like that.” T said.
“What the fuck are you talking about?” I asked him.
“Come on big cousin. A blind man could tell that Q was giving you head.”
“What? Nigga I just dropped my wallet on the floor and was picking it up. How you gonna come at us with some gay shit like that?”
“The only thing you dropped nigga was your mouth on Ced’s dick.” T said laughing.
Q reached into the back seat and yoked T up.
“Listen little boy. You better watch your mouth before you lose a couple teeth.”
T pulled away from Q and continued to talk.
“First of all, I am only a year younger than you niggas. Second, you don’t have to worry about me saying anything because I get down also.”
I turned around in my seat and looked at T. Now I can’t say that I never thought T would be like that. When we were younger he use to try to grind on me when we were play fighting. Still, I figured that as he got older he grew out of it. I guess I should have known better because I never grew out of it.
“Ced why are you looking at me like that? You know I use to try to feel and grind on you when we were little. The way you use to react makes it hard to believe that you get down.”
Q and I look at each other. I give him the slight head nod indicating that we could trust T.
“Alright T. Yeah we do get down. Q and I have been kickin it for over a year. Neither of us has ever been with anybody else.”
“Damn!” T said. “The star athlete and the smartest nigga in school in love with each other. No one would believe me if I told them anyway.”
“And you are not going to tell anyone are you!” Q said more as a demand than a question.
“Hell no! I do think it would be cool to hang with yall sometimes. It would be a relief to hang with some niggas that get down like me.”
“Here’s the deal then.” I said. “As long as you don’t bring any femmed out niggas into the circle you are more than welcome to chill with us. You have to keep your shit low and not bring attention to yourself.”
(I will take the time here to tell all the fem brothas not to take offense to anything I write. After all the name of the story is D.L. Thug Passion)
“I am cool with that. I don’t want my business out there. I think this is gonna be some cool shit.”
“So then whom are you kickin it with?” Q asked.
“Well I don’t really know if I should say at this time.”
“You expect us to trust you but you can’t trust us?”
“Alright. I am fuckin with someone you know very well Q. His name is Jameer.”
Both of our mouths dropped open at hearing this. Jameer was the Quarterback for our football team.
“No fuckin way. You can’t expect me to believe that Jameer gets down like that.”
“He would say the same thing if I told him about you.”
“Damn I guess niggas really do know how to keep they shit on the down low.”
“So do you niggas mind if I put him on? I was on my way to pick him up right now.”
“It really doesn’t matter to me.” Q said.
They both looked at me. I didn’t like the way Q had been looking since he heard about Jameer but I trusted my nigga.
“I guess its cool.” I told them.
“Then why don’t you niggas follow me to his house and then we can go chill at Troup Street Park. I will let him know what’s going down as we drive to the park.”
“Lets go then.” Q said a little to anxious for my blood.
T jumped out of my car and led the way to Jameer’s house. When Meer came out and saw us he looked a little confused. I guess they were planning on spending this time alone. During the ride to the park Q must have noticed that I was thinking hard about all of this.
“Ced, what’s on ya mind baby boy?”
“Well I don’t want to sound like a jealous ass nigga but I don’t like the look I saw in your eyes when T said that Meer gets down.”
“Now nigga you know that you are the only one in this world for me. I just thought it was cool that we could finally have friends that got down and knew about us. I mean I love being with you but I hate the fact that we have to hide around everyone. It will be a relief hanging with niggas we can be ourselves around.”
“Yeah your right. I never thought about it like that. I’m sorry for doubting your love and loyalty. I will make it up to you later.” I said grabbing his dick.
“Now that’s what I like. Make up sex.”
We both laughed as we pulled into the park. At this time of night Troup St. Park was usually empty and tonight was no exception. We got out of the cars and gave Jameer some daps. We walked farther into the park before anyone said anything. T was the first to speak.
“Well I put Meer on to our situation and he is cool with it.”
“Yeah I am cool with it.” Meer said. “I thought T was crazy when he told me that you niggas get down. I never would have thought that you niggas kick with each other since yall always on that brother shit.
“Well” Q said, “I guess the hillbillies aren’t the only ones down with the incest shit.”
We all started laughing. We walked through the park for like an hour and decided to leave. We went back to the cars and said our good-byes. Jameer told us that his parents would be out of town for the weekend. He invited us all to stay at his house. We all said that we would and went our separate ways. I asked Q what he wanted to do.
“Let’s go to my house. You do owe me something remember?”
I got kind of worried. Even though his parents had givin me a set of keys to the house, I had not been over there since the incident with his dad.
“Come on Ced. Sooner or later you will have to come to my house. You might as well get the fear out of your system now. Please for me?”
Q gave me his saddest puppy dog look and that made up my mind for me.
“Cool” I said. “Let’s do this then.”
I drove to Q’s house and all the fear came back as we walked through the door. I hoped that his parents would be asleep but no such luck. His mom and dad were sitting in the living room when we came in. Q walked in and said hi to them. I was stuck by the door and couldn’t move. They both sat there staring at me.
“Q wouldn’t you like to introduce us to your new friend?” Mr. Brooks said.
“Dad what are you talking about?” Q said turning to see me standing in the same spot.
“Well at first I thought that was Ced, but seeing as he acts like he has never been here before I thought you had a new boyfriend.”
I had to laugh at that. We all laughed for a few seconds and the tension was broken. I walked into the living room.
“Hello mom and dad.”
Mrs. Brooks got up and gave me a motherly hug. I walked over to Mr. Brooks and put out my hand to shake his. He got up off the couch and stood in front of me. When he did I flinched.
“Stop being silly and give me a hug son. I thought that we weren’t ever gonna see you at this house again. You know you are welcome because we gave you a set of keys.”
“I know. I have just been skeptical ever since… Well you know?”
“I thought we squashed all of that before you left the hospital? Our home is still your home.”
“You’re right. It sure feels good to be here again.”
“Well if you boys are hungry the food is still on the stove.”
“We already ate mom. Thanks anyway.”
With that Q grabs my hand and pulls me away from the living room. I thought we were gonna head for his room but instead he leads me towards the basement.
“Q why are we going to the basement?”
“You’ll see.” Q leads me down the stairs and the basement is pitch black. He turns on the light and I am amazed. The basement had been turned into a bedroom.
“Damn!” I said. “When did you guys do this?”
“Dad just finished it up last week. I told him that I needed a little space of my own for whenever you came over. I offered to help him but he did it all himself. He said it was a gift from him to us. He wanted you to be here when he showed it to me but we decided not to push you.”
“Damn. I guess I will have to thank him later. Right now though I have some apologizing to do.”
I walked over to Q and started to kiss him. We were locked in a passionate kiss for about five minutes. We then began to undress. When we were both naked I spun Q around to look at the body I had grown to love. Q had precum dripping from his dick. I wiped it off with my finger and we both sucked it off. I then began to place kisses all over Q’s body. I started to suck his dick while sliding a finger into his ass. I then started to suck on his nuts putting another finger in his big bubble butt. I then turned my body and got in the 69 position. I must have been real horny because Q started to play with my asshole. He had never done this before. I could not believe the rush I was getting from this. Q stopped sucking my dick and started to lick my ass. He licked and sucked my ass and forced his finger into me. The entire time we had been together Q was always the bottom. The only thing he had ever done was touch my ass. I had never thought about being a bottom or getting fucked. Q was bringing out a new sensation in me. The shit was feeling so good that I couldn’t suck his dick while he was doing it. My dick was leaking so much precum that it looked like a water fountain. Then words came out of my mouth that shocked both of us.
“Q, I want to feel you inside of me.”
Q stopped eating my ass and looked me in the eyes.
“Did you say what I think you said?”
“Yes. I want you to fuck me.”
“Are you sure Ced?”
“No. But I want you to do it before I change my mind. Please, just don’t hurt me.”
“I would never do anything to hurt you baby.”
I turned on my back and Q put my legs on his shoulders. He started to kiss me and lick my ears. He knew that my ears were my weakness and when I started to moan he tried to push his dick up in me. The pain was overbearing. Q asked me if I wanted him to stop. I told him not to stop until he busted a nut. Q slowly pushed inside of me until his pubic hairs touched my ass. He then waited until I adjusted to his invasion before he continued.
“Are you ready baby?”
Even though I was in pain I told him to continue. He started moving in and out of me real slow. The pain soon turned to pleasure and for the first time I knew why Q loved for me to dick him down. When I started to moan Q fucked me harder and deeper. Then he used my own trick on me. He started to suck my dick as he was fucking me. The two sensations were unbearable. I started to call his name and tell him how much I loved him. Q had my whole dick in his mouth. My shit was lodged in his throat and he used those muscles on my dick. My nuts felt like they were about to explode. Q took my dick out of his mouth to watch me cum. I never bust a nut like that in my life. I swear my shit shot up and touched the ceiling. When I finished nutting Q started to fuck me faster to get his nut off. I told him to take his time because that shit was feeling so good I didn’t want it to end. Q fucked me for like forty-five minutes. I was amazed at how much I enjoyed that shit. Finally Q told me he couldn’t hold off anymore. When he started to cum in my ass it felt so fucking good that I started to cum again without touching my dick. I couldn’t believe that shit happened to me. When Q finished he surprised me again. He licked up all of the cum that was coming out of my ass. We then laid side by side.
“How do you feel?” Q asked.
“I feel like somebody just stuck nine and a quarter inches of dick up my ass.”
“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” He asked me.
“You’d better believe it’s a good thing. I would never have thought that shit could feel that good.”
“Why do you think I always want that big ass dick up inside of me? I love what we just did but I still would prefer for you to fuck me most of the time if that’s cool.”
“No doubt baby boy. Anything for you my nigga.”
We held each other and fell asleep. I woke up some time later and Q was sucking my dick. He looked at me and smiled.
“I got hungry baby.” He said.
“Get full then my nigga.”
He continued to suck my dick and play with my balls. When he had me worked up he sat on my dick. I could tell he had wanted my dick bad because he was riding me like it was the last time we would ever be together. I had to muster all my strength not to bust too soon. He would ride for a while and then stop and use his ass muscles to milk my dick. After about an hour Q said he was gonna bust. I told him to get up and put his dick in my mouth. As soon as his dick touched my lips he began to cum. I drank down all of his cum as I stroked my dick and nutted all over my stomach. Q licked the cum off of my body and then gave me a deep passionate kiss.
“Are you full now baby?” I asked him.
“I couldn’t eat another bite.”
We laughed and then both fell into an uninterrupted sleep.
The weekend was finally here and I was putting some things together to take to Jameer’s house. I was kind of nervous because Q and I had never been in a situation like this before. Q picked me up and we headed for Meer’s house. Q didn’t seem fazed by the situation at all. He always seemed to keep his cool. I decided to do the same and just go with the flow. Meer had the hot crib and we had the time of our lives. Shortly after we got there we all decided to go to the park and play some basketball. We had so much fun. We played at least 5 games of 21 and ran 3 full court games. When we got back to the house we all took our showers, grabbed something to eat and watched some movies. Around midnight I had gotten real tired and went to the guest- room to lay down. Terrelle
had gone to bed about 30 minutes ago. Jameer and Q were talking about past basketball triumphs and against my better judgment I left them to their war stories. I woke up around 2 a.m. and noticed that Q still hadn’t come to bed. I headed for the living room thinking that these niggas were talking about b-ball. When I reached the living room this nigga Jameer was all up in the guts that were only for me. At first I could only stand and watch. This bitch ass nigga was slamming about 10 inches of dick in my niggas ass. Now I can’t lie. Looking at Meer’s muscular body and smooth bubble ass made me horny as fuck, but the look of pleasure on Q’s face made my blood boil. I know most people would have flipped right then but I sat down and continued to watch. Each time that dick slid up in my nigga the more my heart dropped. I mean these niggas were so into the shit that they didn’t even notice that I was sitting there. I quietly got up and returned to the guest- room. I found my book bag and reached inside and pulled out the .44 bulldog I had bought after the incident with Big D. I slowly walked back to the living room. I stood about 5 feet away from these niggas. I raised the gun, took aim and pulled the trigger.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
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"dl" THUG PASSION 4 SWEET REVENGE
“dl” THUG PASSION IV
SWEET REVENGE
BY: CEDRIC D BUTLER
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Three shots at Jameer.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Three shots at Q.
My hands were trembling so much that I dropped the gun after the last shot. I just stood there and waited for the smoke to clear. How lucky could these niggas get? I didn’t really have the nerve to kill anyone but I scared the hell out of both of them. They both lay on the floor looking like they were dead. When they realized that they weren’t shot Jameer was the first one to his feet. As he got up I reached down and grabbed the gun. He must not have known much about guns because he was still scared and I was out of bullets.
“Please chill Ced! It’s not what you think.” He said.
“What the fuck do you mean it’s not what I think? I think you just had your little ass dick in my niggas ass. Are you trying to tell me that’s not what I saw?” As I said this I cocked the gun and pointed it at his dick.
“Yo chill. We didn’t plan on this shit happening. We were just talking about old times and things got out of control.”
Just then Terrelle came running out of the room.
“What the fuck is going on out here?”
“These two assholes were out here having a fuck session with each other and things got a little out of control they said.”
Terrelle looked at Jameer like he had just stabbed him.
“Is this true Jameer?” he asked.
All Jameer could do was look down at his feet.
“Nigga I told you that if you ever cheated on me I was out of here. Fuck you Jameer and don’t ever call me again. You bitch ass nigga. Ya dick ain’t no good anyway!”
Terrelle left the room to get dressed. He came back shortly with both of our clothes.
“Yo Ced I can give you a ride home unless you want to ride with your cheating ass nigga.”
“Yeah T I will ride home with you. Well since my business is done here I think there is only one more thing to do.”
I took the keys to Q’s house off of my key ring and threw them at his feet. I then began to walk out of the door when I remembered something. I walked back up to Q.
“You said that you would always be my nigga and always be there for me. I trusted you even when I had bad feelings about you and Jameer. I guess things must have changed sometime along the way. I wish I could say that I didn’t love you anymore but I still do. I can say that I don’t want to be your best friend or your lover anymore. Just to let you know that I am serious here is your fucking ring. I hope that you and Jameer have a nice life together.”
I walked out of the door and closed it. Jameer walked up to the door to lock it. From outside I could see his shadow and as he reached the door I opened it and knocked his bitch ass out cold.
“I know you didn’t think I would let your pussy ass off that easily did you?”
I spit on his ass and walked out the door. As I took one look back at Q, I got mad. He didn’t try to stop me or talk to me. He just sat there looking stupid.
I felt like my world was falling apart. How the fuck could Q do this foul ass shit to me? I had been honest and faithful to him for our entire relationship. As Terrelle drove I could tell that he was upset. Being older I tried to hold myself together but I soon found myself crying like a little bitch. Yeah I cried like my mom had just whooped my ass for the first time. Shit I was hurting in my mind, body and soul. I couldn’t help but think it was something I had done.
Was this all my fault?
Was it something I had done?
Why would Q do this to me?
I didn’t realize that I was thinking out loud and T interrupted my thoughts.
“Yo nigga, the shit that went down was not your fault! You didn’t do shit except become a victim. They chose to do what they did because they wanted to. This is not the first time Jameer has cheated on me. His bitch ass probably seduced Quentin. You have to decide whether or not you still want to be with Q or let his ass go. As for me I am done with Jameer. What you and Q have is different. I’m not saying that it was right for him to cheat on you, but your love is still mad deep. Before you just call things quits you should see how bad he wants to get back with you. If he is truly sorry he will apologize and then give you space to make your decision.
“So why should I give Q second chances while you just get rid of Jameer?”
“It’s simple. You and Q love each other. You have put time and effort into your relationship. I have been dealing with Jameer because it is so hard to find a nigga to get down with. At one time I tried to make it work but that nigga can’t keep his dick in his pants.”
“Well I don’t know. I do still love Q but maybe we are too young to be so serious. I can’t let him have his fun and not see what things are like for myself.”
“What are you saying Ced?” Terrelle asked me.
“I mean if he is gonna give up the ass to Jameer then I am gonna give up the dick to some lucky nigga.”
“Well if you are serious I know this nigga that has parties with nothing but niggas.”
“I don’t know. I never really thought about hanging around that kind of crowd. I told you before that I don’t like for my business to be in the street like that.”
“Listen nigga. I wouldn’t even take you to no shit like that let alone go myself. All these niggas are on the low. That is the only way you can get access to the party. These are some of the finest, sexiest and on the low niggas you can find. As a matter of fact that is where me and Jameer actually hooked up at.” Terrelle stated as we pulled up in front of my house.
“Well if you put it like that then I am down.”
“Cool. I will pick you up Friday night at 9pm.”
“I’ll see you in school unless we chill tomorrow or something. Thanks for the ride and thanks for the words of encouragement.”
For the first time since we were little I actually felt like I cared for Terrelle again. I had always loved him because we were family but I had not liked him as a person because of the things he tried to do to me when we were younger. Now here we were years later and he seemed to be about to take the place of my best friend. I decided then that no matter what happened between Q and I that Terrelle would play more of a part in my life from now on.
School felt so awkward. I hung out with Terrelle and Q hung out alone. It was noticeable to the entire school that there was some sort of drama between us. When we passed in the hall Q looked at me as if he had lost his best friend (which he had). Jameer looked like he wanted to kill me. I did want to kill Jameer. Seeing Q and not speaking to him was killing me. I knew that I still loved him. After all I had known no other lover in my short lifetime. I was still determined to be strong and not let Q know how I felt. I prayed that we would be together again but not before I did to him what he did to me. I also noticed that Q and Jameer were never seen together. I thought this was to keep the tension down between the three of us but little did I know that other things happened on that night only a short week ago.
Friday night came so fast that I almost had second thoughts about going to the party. T called me around 7pm to make sure that I was still going. I wasn’t sure at first but after some coaxing from T, I decided that I would go and attempt to have a good time. So I showered and got dressed. At 8:30 T and I were on our way to the party. The party was at this spot called The Attic. That is just what it was. A banging ass party in the attic of some sexy ass nigga. When we first got to the party there were only a few people there. T introduced me to this nigga named Darius who threw the parties. This nigga was fine as hell. Darius was about 6 foot even, 190 pounds, slight muscular build, caramel complexion, hazel brown eyes, short faded cut, stache/goatee and what looked like a body full of tattoos. He was looking me up and down which made me feel very uncomfortable. He looked like he wanted to take me in his room and dick me down something terrible. (Q was the only nigga who ever has or ever will tap this booty.) He came over and shook my hand and gave me the usual thug hug but he held me tight enough to see what my body was like.
“It’s nice to finally meet you Ced. Your cousin has told me a lot about you and I am very happy that you came. I look forward to getting a chance to know you a little better.” He said with the whitest teeth I had seen besides Q’s.
“It’s nice to meet you to but I haven’t had the pleasure of hearing much about you.” I said while glaring at T for putting me in this uncomfortable situation. T just looked at me and laughed.
“Well T and I are about to grab a bite to eat but we will stop back through when we are done.” T stared at me because this was not something we had planned to do.
“Terrelle make sure that you bring this fine young man back to see me.”
“No doubt Darius. We will be back in about an hour.”
Once we got outside I let T know how I felt.
“Yo T why didn’t you let me know that you were trying to hook me up with this nigga? I will admit that the nigga is fine but I don’t know a thing about him and you are telling this nigga my business.”
“Calm down Ced. Darius is a good nigga. He has a nice job, his own house and car, major cash and he is loyal to whomever he is with.”
“That’s all well and good but I don’t know about this. The way he looks at me gives me the creeps. I feel like he wants to fuck me and that is never gonna happen.”
T started to laugh. “Believe me when I tell you that the last thing Darius wants to do is fuck you. He doesn’t want your butt. He wants you all up in those guts. Just give the nigga a chance.”
I pictured Darius in my head with that fine ass body. I could see myself drilling deep into that ass. “Alright then. Let’s just wait a while before we go back in there.”
We stayed outside and chilled for about thirty minutes. Some of the finest niggas I had ever seen had started to arrive at the party. Some of them stared at me but I put on the mean face because I was still not comfortable being here. We finally decided to go back inside the house. It was like a thug’s paradise in there. Sexy ass thug niggas bustin the sag with fat asses only being hidden by their boxers. Niggas were dancing, talking and a few were even smoking weed. Some sexy ass nigga grabbed my dick when I walked by and I told him that he must not want to keep that hand. He just smiled at me and I had to smile back. We grabbed some drinks and found a wall to hold up. This big booty ass nigga came over to us and asked Terrelle if he wanted to dance. Terrelle asked me if I was cool and I said yes. I was real nervous standing there by myself so I had a couple more drinks and silently prayed that none of these niggas would ask me to dance. I had a good little buzz on when I noticed Darius looking at me from across the room. When he started to make his way towards me I felt like running the fuck out of there but my feet would not move. He came over to me and he was smoking a blunt. He offered me some but at first I declined. Q and I had always sworn that we would never get involved with drugs of any kind.
“You look like you are nervous and this will take some of the edge off.”
I was a little hesitant but something in his eyes made me feel like I could trust him. I hit the blunt and felt like I was about to cough my lungs out. The next hit was a little less harsh and Darius showed me how to get the full effect by holding the smoke in. About three hits later I was in a world I had never been in before. Darius asked me if I felt better and I told him I had never felt so good in my life.
“We will see about that later.” Darius said to me as he pulled me out on the dance floor. He signaled to the D.J. and he put on a slow song by Jodeci. He pulled me in close and we started to dance. He looked into my eyes as we spun around the dance floor and I knew that I could fall in love with this nigga. I could feel this nigga getting hard as our dicks were mashed together. This caused the same reaction in my pants. When my dick was fully erect Darius reached down to see what I was working with.
“Oh my god nigga. Terrelle told me you had a big dick but I never thought it would be this big!”
“Well that’s because Terrelle hasn’t really known how big it was since we were about 10 years old.” I said angry that T even mentioned he had seen his cousin’s dick. Darius just laughed like I was making a joke.
“Well I just hope that I will get a chance to sample some of that thug meat.”
Thug meat? What the fuck was this nigga talking about? For the first time I realized that people had began to look at me different. I never thought I’d be considered a thug.
“That just might be possible if you play your cards right.” The words were out of my mouth before I realized what I said. It was all good though because as I felt on his ass I knew that I wanted him just as bad as he wanted me. His ass was so fat and yet so solid. I don’t know if it was the weed, the drinks or just being without Q for a week but at that moment I realized how horny I really was. I wanted this nigga right now. Under normal circumstances I would never act on my hormones but Darius made it very hard not too.
Before I knew what was happening Darius was pressing his lips on mine. At first I was going to resist but I gave in and kissed him back. He forced his tongue in my mouth and we stood there in the middle of the dance floor kissing like we were a couple. When we parted I realized how many niggas were looking at us with hunger in their eyes.
“Do you have somewhere a little more private we can go?” I asked.
“Just follow me.” I was being led more than following because Darius was pulling me by my hand and we were almost running downstairs to his room. We entered his room and we were back at it before the door closed. Darius was all over me. The mixture of drugs and alcohol had my body on fire. As we continued to kiss Darius began to undress me. Before I knew it I was standing there in my birthday suit. Darius marveled at the condition of my body.
“Ced you have one of the most beautiful bodies I have ever seen. That big ass dick of yours is a perfect fit to the tone of your body.”
“Well don’t keep me in suspense nigga. Let me see what you got under those clothes.” I said to him.
As Darius peeled away his clothes it felt like I was having a flashback. Except for his face I could have sworn that this was Q standing in front of me. I let the thought flow from my mind and admired the well-toned body that stood in front of me. Darius again kissed me and began to lick down my body. That shit felt so good. His tongue felt like a warm washcloth and I had to close my eyes and enjoy the attention that he was giving me. When he reached my dick he slowly swallowed the entire thing and I felt like I could cum right then. I was so turned on that I started to moan and say things I didn’t even realize I was saying. Then I noticed that Darius had stopped and was saying something to me.
“Well my name is not Quentin but if you give me some of this big ass dick you can call me whatever you want.” He joked.
“Darius what are you talking about?” I asked.
“You called me Quentin three times.”
At that moment I seemed to sober up. The seriousness of what I was doing suddenly hit me. Even though Q had cheated on me I was not about to play myself anymore than I had. My mom always told me “you may only find love in life once if at all”. All at once this just didn’t seem right. I was still in love with Q. Here I was about to have sex with this fine ass nigga and all I could think about was Quentin. Darius seemed to sense the change in me.
“Is everything alright Ced?”
“To tell the truth everything is wrong. It is wrong for me to be here with you and it is wrong for us to be doing this. You see I am in love with someone and even though we broke up I still truly want to be with him. I really didn’t mean to lead you on but I guess the drinks and the weed kind of got to me. You seem like a cool ass nigga and if I weren’t in this situation I would try to get with you. I hope that you are not mad at me but I have to follow my heart.”
“To tell the truth I respect you for telling me that. I know a little about your prior relationship and I thought you were over him. Since you are not, go get your nigga and be happy. If you ever find yourself single though give me a holler.”
“Thanks for understanding Darius but Q will be my nigga for life.”
As we started out of the room I noticed Q standing at the top of the stairs. He was talking to Terrelle so I assumed he was looking for me. For a brief second this made me happy. When Q looked up and saw me coming out of the room with Darius I saw a look of murder in his eyes. Without saying a word he went downstairs and left. I started to run after him but decided not to. After all he cheated on me first and he didn’t know if I had even done anything.
Terrelle walked over to me with a look of concern on his face.
“Ced we need to have a talk.” T stated.
“Well Ced, I will talk to you later. If things don’t work out for you then remember what I said.” Darius commented.
“I will never forget what you said and thanks again for understanding.”
When Darius went upstairs T pulled me to the side. “What was that all about? Do you mean to tell me that you were in the room with that nigga and you didn’t do anything?”
“Well actually I didn’t tell you anything and I’m not going to. Could you tell me what Q wanted?”
A funny look came across T’s face when I asked the question.
“Ced do you remember when I told you that Jameer had probably seduced Q? Well in a way that is sort of what happened. That night after you and I had gone to bed Jameer slipped Q some of that date rape drug we have been hearing about. They continued to talk and when the drug started to take effect Jameer took advantage of Q. He came here tonight to tell you. Rumor is that Jameer got the drug from Big D. He says he waited so long to tell you because he was embarrassed. He said that you were so mad at the time you wouldn’t have believed him anyway. Then when you came out of the room with Darius he said you must already be over him and left.”
“I can’t believe this shit! Yo Terrelle you have to take me to my car. I have to find Q but I have a stop to make first.”
“Ced you have to promise me that you won’t go and do something stupid.”
“I can’t promise you anything but if something happens to me you have to tell Q that nothing happened between me and Darius.”
“You know I will do that for you. Are you sure you want to do whatever it is you are gonna do alone?”
“I don’t want you to get involved in this. I just want to let you know that I appreciate all that you have done for me and I am glad that we are on good terms again.”
“I feel you cousin. Just be careful. Give me a call if you need me for anything.”
When T dropped me off, I ran into the house and grabbed my gun. I knew that the football team was having a party at Jameer’s house tonight and that was my destination. I was going to make this nigga pay for what he had done. As I pulled up to Jameer’s house I thought about what I was doing. I could not throw my future away by killing that nigga. I realized that if I got out of the car with the gun that this time I wouldn’t just be trying to scare him. I decided that I didn’t want a homicide case but I still felt the need to confront this nigga. So I got out of the car and headed toward the house.
I could hear the music playing from outside the house. In my blind rage I didn’t realize that all of his friends would be there. When I got to the front t door I turned the knob and found that the door was open. I walked inside and people were everywhere but I only saw Jameer. I ran up to him and started beating him for all he had done to Q and me. The first punch I landed knocked him off of his feet and I was on him immediately. I tried to punch a hole in this niggas face. The next thing I knew I was being kicked and punched from everywhere. Big D and his crew were at the party and I had put myself in a bad situation. I fought them all. I think there were about 12 of them and I hit them all. Soon the numbers worked against me and they had me where they wanted me. At one point everyone backed off of me except for Big D and Jameer. They continued to kick and punch me. I knew I couldn’t last too much longer. I secretly prayed to God to let this be over soon and I guess he heard my prayers.
Just when I thought that I was going to pass out I heard a gun shot. Most of the people in the house ran out and by the time I was able to focus I saw Terrelle, Q, Chaz and Chad. I forced my way to my feet. I didn’t quite make it and as I began to fall Quentin caught me. I started to tell him that I was sorry but he said we would talk about it later. On the other side stood Big D, Big Papa, Jameer and two niggas from their crew. Chaz, Chad and Terrelle all had guns.
“Nobody has to die here.” Q said. “I just want Jameer to be a man and give me a fair one. We don’t have to go into why we are gonna fight. We both know.
“It’s on then!” said Jameer.
“You played yourself nigga and now I’m bout to beat your ass!”
Jameer was thinking ahead of Q. Before he finished his statement Jameer had hit him. All he did was make Q mad. Quentin smiled at Jameer and with one punch the fight was over. Jameer fell to the floor with blood dripping from his mouth. Big D and his boys just stood there and looked at Jameer.
“Our beef ain’t with you niggas”. T said to Big D and his friends.
“Actually it is. This nigga Big D owes me a fair one.” I said.
“For what nigga?”
“You and your boys had to jump me. If I am correct you haven’t beat me head up.”
(I know this sounds corny but it happened in the days when you could still get a fair one)
Q walked over to me. “Nigga you ain’t in any shape to fight this nigga.”
I just laughed. “I got this.”
“Just remember you asked for this little nigga.” Big D thought I was hurt enough that he could take me out. I was actually better off than they all thought. I am a child abuse victim. That shit was nothing.
As we squared up, I faked the soreness in my body. It seemed that I could barely raise my arms. My plan worked. Big D got big headed and rushed me. I side stepped his ass and hit him in the jaw. I hit that nigga a few times in his gut and he fell to the ground. At this point I must have been out of my mind cause I head butted that nigga. He fell to the floor and I could tell by the way he was breathing that I had broken his nose.
Big Papa ran towards me but was cut off by Terrelle. “Let the shit go.” T said as he tapped his pistol. Big Papa backed off and picked his brother up off the floor and put him on the couch.
“As far as we are concerned all this shit ends here.” Q said. “We are all even.”
With that we all walked out of Jameer’s house. Everyone seemed happy. Our little clique was together again and things looked like they would go back to normal. We decided to go grab something to eat. As we ate we talked and laughed. Q and I kept looking at each other but never talked directly. After eating we all decided to go home. Chad and Chaz got into the car with Terrelle. Q started to get in the passenger seat.
“One of you niggas can ride with me.” I said looking Q in the eyes.
“I’ll ride with you.” Q stated.
At first we rode in silence. I could tell Q wanted to talk but couldn’t get it out. I decided to break the ice.
“Listen Q, I am very sorry about the way I acted. It just hurt me to see you with Jameer. The thought that he might have drugged you never even crossed my mind. I thought that you were cheating on me while I was in the other room. From the jump I was jealous of Jameer and I thought you secretly wanted to be with him.
“I have told you a million times that you are the only nigga for me. I love you to death but I would have reacted the same way if the shoe were on the other foot. The only difference is that I would have shot Jameer. That’s why I didn’t have a gun when we came looking for you. I knew I would have shot him dead. You are crazy for going there alone but I guess love makes you do crazy things. I am just glad that I know you so well because as soon as T came and told me what was up I knew where you were going. I should have told you from the beginning but I had trouble believing it myself. Just know that I love you and always will. I hope that you are happy with your new boyfriend but just remember that I will always be your boy.”
At first I wasn’t going to tell Q the whole truth but after all we had been through I was honest with him. I told him the situation with Darius without leaving anything out. Fear raced through my body because I thought he was going to say that he was done with me. As usual his response surprised me.
“So you mean to tell me that you couldn’t have sex with this nigga because of me and all of this happened before you knew the truth about me and Jameer?”
“Yeah nigga you got me sprung.” I said laughing.
“Well it has been a week since I had some of that big ass dick and I want to see just how sprung you really are.”
“Fuck this shit. I want you now. I can’t wait to get all the way home.”
“ I know. I feel the same way. You wanna go to the cool out?”
“No I want to go to the football field.”
Q looked at me like I was crazy. We were near our school and I was in a freaky mood. Tonight I wanted to fuck outside. We decided to park on a side street and walk to the football field. It was kind of late and there was no one around. We walked over and sat on the bleachers. For the longest we said nothing. We just sat gazing into each other’s eyes. I thought about the past week and realized how close I came to losing my nigga once again. What if I would have shot him?
Q pulled me out of my thoughts by brushing his hand across my cheek. For some reason the touch of his hand sent shivers through my body. It was like he touched me for the first time. He then leaned in to kiss me and his mouth tasted sweet like a bag of skittles. We kissed as though we were apologizing to each other with our tongues.
Q’s hand grabbed my dick and it felt like he started an earthquake in my loins. We were almost oblivious to where we were. I began to undress Q planting kisses to each spot his clothing disappeared from. Soon he stood before me butt ass naked. I just wanted to make a mold of my niggas body. Q pushed me back and I sat down. He slowly undressed me making sure his dick and ass made contact with my skin. Next he pulled off my pants and boxers. I started to stand up but he pushed me back down. He looked at my semi hard dick and licked those fat, juicy, pink lips. Someone must have yelled attention because my dick stood straight up. Q bent down in front of me and I kissed him long and hard. He broke the kiss and leaned down and took a long deep sniff of my dick. He then looked me in the eyes and said, “Look daddy no hands” as he deep throated my dick. Secretly in my mind I wanted to break up and make up with Q over and over.
Each time he touched me it sent chills through my body. Q made love to me with his mouth. His hands scanned my body as he deep throated my dick in slow strong strokes. I couldn’t help but fuck him in the mouth. I grabbed my nigga by the back of the head and pushed my dick in and out of his mouth. I could feel my dick expand each time my dick slipped past his tonsils and down his throat.
“Damn nigga! You suckin the shit out of my dick!”
“No I’m suckin the shit out of my dick. Don’t ever forget that nigga!”
Q began to suck my dick real hard. He had a nigga going crazy. This nigga was going to make me bust a quickie. I tried to push Q off of me but he wouldn’t release his grip. When I thought I was about to bust he slowed his pace and pulled my dick out of his mouth. He stood up and turned to show me his fat ass.
“You want some of this nigga?” he asked me.
“Hell yeah nigga. Come give me some of that.”
Q walked into my arms and we kissed for a long time. Even his kisses had my body going crazy. My dick was so hard by now it hurt. I broke the kiss and began to lick him on his neck and ears. I grabbed his fat ass in my hands and squeezed that fat booty. Q again pushed me back on the bleachers. He spit in his hand for lube and slid his hand up and down my dick until it was nice and wet. He then got his ass all slippery and turned his back to me and lowered himself on my dick. He rotated his hips as my dick slipped deeper into his ass. When my dick was all the way in Q began to bounce and ride my dick like a mad man.
“This is my dick nigga”. Q stated over and over.
“Yeah baby” was my only response. He was holding his ass cheeks apart and bouncing up and down on my dick. When my dick swole to its fullest Q turned around to face me.
He rode me even harder as we kissed like we were starving for each other. We both moaned in unison as we had the best sex of our young lives. Each time it felt as if I was about to bust, Q would stop and change positions. He began to talk shit as we were fucking.
“Yeah nigga, every time you think about giving this dick away you will think about me. No other nigga is going to be able to make you feel like this.
His stroke, his words and his touch all seemed intoxicating to me. It felt that all my nerves were being soothed. Q nibbled and sucked on me. He rode me hard and deep as his hands explored my body.
I was starting to realize this was about the incident with Darius. I had told Q that I couldn’t go through the situation with Darius because of him and he was trying to make sure I always felt like that. Well I was done letting him have control. I pushed him off of me and stood up. I kissed him again and bit his lips. (Damn those lips!!!!!!) I turned him around and he got in the doggy style position. We had already been fucking rough so I just rammed my dick in him.
“ OOOHHHH SHIITTTT!” yelled Q. “Do that shit again nigga!”
Like I said I was in control. He said do it again, so instead I did it twice. Bam. Bam. Q yelled as he backed up on my dick. I grabbed him by the waist and began to fuck that nigga like a jackhammer. We fucked long and hard for another fifteen minutes. It felt like my balls were in my nigga. We stood up and Q placed his foot on the seat of the bleachers. Now I had all access to that ass. Deeper and deeper. Faster and faster. Niggas was drenched in sweat. I reached around and grabbed Q’s dick. As soon as I touched him he bust off. Touchdown!! That shit seemed to fly 50 Yards. As he shot his ass muscles clamped down on my dick. After a few more strokes I was coming all up in those guts. If I had been wearing a condom it might have got lost up in my boy. Q fell onto the bleachers with me on top of him. We realized we should get out of there so we washed up in the bathroom, (the football team had rigged the lock so they could always open it) and walked back to the car. I wanted to hold my boy close as we walked but I just settled for looking at him. We kissed once more before we got in the car. I think that was the only night we ever showed any sex related affection for each other in public.
“I love you Ced.”
“I love you back Q.”
I tossed Q my keys and we got in the car. It was kind of late and traffic was real light. An idea came to my head.
“Hey Q. Do you remember the day when we found about T getting down?” I asked smiling.
“Yeah what about it?”
I then reached over and began to unfasten Q’s pants. He looked at me and smiled.
“You’re a bad boy Ced.”
“I know. It’s just the thug in me.”
We made it home that night but we almost crashed twice. After another hour of that good young sex and we were falling asleep in each other’s arms. Together once again. Ready to face the future conflicts and keep our love strong. Things were good for now but our trials and tribulations were far from over.
Copyright 2005 CoLeY BoI™ Inc.
SWEET REVENGE
BY: CEDRIC D BUTLER
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Three shots at Jameer.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Three shots at Q.
My hands were trembling so much that I dropped the gun after the last shot. I just stood there and waited for the smoke to clear. How lucky could these niggas get? I didn’t really have the nerve to kill anyone but I scared the hell out of both of them. They both lay on the floor looking like they were dead. When they realized that they weren’t shot Jameer was the first one to his feet. As he got up I reached down and grabbed the gun. He must not have known much about guns because he was still scared and I was out of bullets.
“Please chill Ced! It’s not what you think.” He said.
“What the fuck do you mean it’s not what I think? I think you just had your little ass dick in my niggas ass. Are you trying to tell me that’s not what I saw?” As I said this I cocked the gun and pointed it at his dick.
“Yo chill. We didn’t plan on this shit happening. We were just talking about old times and things got out of control.”
Just then Terrelle came running out of the room.
“What the fuck is going on out here?”
“These two assholes were out here having a fuck session with each other and things got a little out of control they said.”
Terrelle looked at Jameer like he had just stabbed him.
“Is this true Jameer?” he asked.
All Jameer could do was look down at his feet.
“Nigga I told you that if you ever cheated on me I was out of here. Fuck you Jameer and don’t ever call me again. You bitch ass nigga. Ya dick ain’t no good anyway!”
Terrelle left the room to get dressed. He came back shortly with both of our clothes.
“Yo Ced I can give you a ride home unless you want to ride with your cheating ass nigga.”
“Yeah T I will ride home with you. Well since my business is done here I think there is only one more thing to do.”
I took the keys to Q’s house off of my key ring and threw them at his feet. I then began to walk out of the door when I remembered something. I walked back up to Q.
“You said that you would always be my nigga and always be there for me. I trusted you even when I had bad feelings about you and Jameer. I guess things must have changed sometime along the way. I wish I could say that I didn’t love you anymore but I still do. I can say that I don’t want to be your best friend or your lover anymore. Just to let you know that I am serious here is your fucking ring. I hope that you and Jameer have a nice life together.”
I walked out of the door and closed it. Jameer walked up to the door to lock it. From outside I could see his shadow and as he reached the door I opened it and knocked his bitch ass out cold.
“I know you didn’t think I would let your pussy ass off that easily did you?”
I spit on his ass and walked out the door. As I took one look back at Q, I got mad. He didn’t try to stop me or talk to me. He just sat there looking stupid.
I felt like my world was falling apart. How the fuck could Q do this foul ass shit to me? I had been honest and faithful to him for our entire relationship. As Terrelle drove I could tell that he was upset. Being older I tried to hold myself together but I soon found myself crying like a little bitch. Yeah I cried like my mom had just whooped my ass for the first time. Shit I was hurting in my mind, body and soul. I couldn’t help but think it was something I had done.
Was this all my fault?
Was it something I had done?
Why would Q do this to me?
I didn’t realize that I was thinking out loud and T interrupted my thoughts.
“Yo nigga, the shit that went down was not your fault! You didn’t do shit except become a victim. They chose to do what they did because they wanted to. This is not the first time Jameer has cheated on me. His bitch ass probably seduced Quentin. You have to decide whether or not you still want to be with Q or let his ass go. As for me I am done with Jameer. What you and Q have is different. I’m not saying that it was right for him to cheat on you, but your love is still mad deep. Before you just call things quits you should see how bad he wants to get back with you. If he is truly sorry he will apologize and then give you space to make your decision.
“So why should I give Q second chances while you just get rid of Jameer?”
“It’s simple. You and Q love each other. You have put time and effort into your relationship. I have been dealing with Jameer because it is so hard to find a nigga to get down with. At one time I tried to make it work but that nigga can’t keep his dick in his pants.”
“Well I don’t know. I do still love Q but maybe we are too young to be so serious. I can’t let him have his fun and not see what things are like for myself.”
“What are you saying Ced?” Terrelle asked me.
“I mean if he is gonna give up the ass to Jameer then I am gonna give up the dick to some lucky nigga.”
“Well if you are serious I know this nigga that has parties with nothing but niggas.”
“I don’t know. I never really thought about hanging around that kind of crowd. I told you before that I don’t like for my business to be in the street like that.”
“Listen nigga. I wouldn’t even take you to no shit like that let alone go myself. All these niggas are on the low. That is the only way you can get access to the party. These are some of the finest, sexiest and on the low niggas you can find. As a matter of fact that is where me and Jameer actually hooked up at.” Terrelle stated as we pulled up in front of my house.
“Well if you put it like that then I am down.”
“Cool. I will pick you up Friday night at 9pm.”
“I’ll see you in school unless we chill tomorrow or something. Thanks for the ride and thanks for the words of encouragement.”
For the first time since we were little I actually felt like I cared for Terrelle again. I had always loved him because we were family but I had not liked him as a person because of the things he tried to do to me when we were younger. Now here we were years later and he seemed to be about to take the place of my best friend. I decided then that no matter what happened between Q and I that Terrelle would play more of a part in my life from now on.
School felt so awkward. I hung out with Terrelle and Q hung out alone. It was noticeable to the entire school that there was some sort of drama between us. When we passed in the hall Q looked at me as if he had lost his best friend (which he had). Jameer looked like he wanted to kill me. I did want to kill Jameer. Seeing Q and not speaking to him was killing me. I knew that I still loved him. After all I had known no other lover in my short lifetime. I was still determined to be strong and not let Q know how I felt. I prayed that we would be together again but not before I did to him what he did to me. I also noticed that Q and Jameer were never seen together. I thought this was to keep the tension down between the three of us but little did I know that other things happened on that night only a short week ago.
Friday night came so fast that I almost had second thoughts about going to the party. T called me around 7pm to make sure that I was still going. I wasn’t sure at first but after some coaxing from T, I decided that I would go and attempt to have a good time. So I showered and got dressed. At 8:30 T and I were on our way to the party. The party was at this spot called The Attic. That is just what it was. A banging ass party in the attic of some sexy ass nigga. When we first got to the party there were only a few people there. T introduced me to this nigga named Darius who threw the parties. This nigga was fine as hell. Darius was about 6 foot even, 190 pounds, slight muscular build, caramel complexion, hazel brown eyes, short faded cut, stache/goatee and what looked like a body full of tattoos. He was looking me up and down which made me feel very uncomfortable. He looked like he wanted to take me in his room and dick me down something terrible. (Q was the only nigga who ever has or ever will tap this booty.) He came over and shook my hand and gave me the usual thug hug but he held me tight enough to see what my body was like.
“It’s nice to finally meet you Ced. Your cousin has told me a lot about you and I am very happy that you came. I look forward to getting a chance to know you a little better.” He said with the whitest teeth I had seen besides Q’s.
“It’s nice to meet you to but I haven’t had the pleasure of hearing much about you.” I said while glaring at T for putting me in this uncomfortable situation. T just looked at me and laughed.
“Well T and I are about to grab a bite to eat but we will stop back through when we are done.” T stared at me because this was not something we had planned to do.
“Terrelle make sure that you bring this fine young man back to see me.”
“No doubt Darius. We will be back in about an hour.”
Once we got outside I let T know how I felt.
“Yo T why didn’t you let me know that you were trying to hook me up with this nigga? I will admit that the nigga is fine but I don’t know a thing about him and you are telling this nigga my business.”
“Calm down Ced. Darius is a good nigga. He has a nice job, his own house and car, major cash and he is loyal to whomever he is with.”
“That’s all well and good but I don’t know about this. The way he looks at me gives me the creeps. I feel like he wants to fuck me and that is never gonna happen.”
T started to laugh. “Believe me when I tell you that the last thing Darius wants to do is fuck you. He doesn’t want your butt. He wants you all up in those guts. Just give the nigga a chance.”
I pictured Darius in my head with that fine ass body. I could see myself drilling deep into that ass. “Alright then. Let’s just wait a while before we go back in there.”
We stayed outside and chilled for about thirty minutes. Some of the finest niggas I had ever seen had started to arrive at the party. Some of them stared at me but I put on the mean face because I was still not comfortable being here. We finally decided to go back inside the house. It was like a thug’s paradise in there. Sexy ass thug niggas bustin the sag with fat asses only being hidden by their boxers. Niggas were dancing, talking and a few were even smoking weed. Some sexy ass nigga grabbed my dick when I walked by and I told him that he must not want to keep that hand. He just smiled at me and I had to smile back. We grabbed some drinks and found a wall to hold up. This big booty ass nigga came over to us and asked Terrelle if he wanted to dance. Terrelle asked me if I was cool and I said yes. I was real nervous standing there by myself so I had a couple more drinks and silently prayed that none of these niggas would ask me to dance. I had a good little buzz on when I noticed Darius looking at me from across the room. When he started to make his way towards me I felt like running the fuck out of there but my feet would not move. He came over to me and he was smoking a blunt. He offered me some but at first I declined. Q and I had always sworn that we would never get involved with drugs of any kind.
“You look like you are nervous and this will take some of the edge off.”
I was a little hesitant but something in his eyes made me feel like I could trust him. I hit the blunt and felt like I was about to cough my lungs out. The next hit was a little less harsh and Darius showed me how to get the full effect by holding the smoke in. About three hits later I was in a world I had never been in before. Darius asked me if I felt better and I told him I had never felt so good in my life.
“We will see about that later.” Darius said to me as he pulled me out on the dance floor. He signaled to the D.J. and he put on a slow song by Jodeci. He pulled me in close and we started to dance. He looked into my eyes as we spun around the dance floor and I knew that I could fall in love with this nigga. I could feel this nigga getting hard as our dicks were mashed together. This caused the same reaction in my pants. When my dick was fully erect Darius reached down to see what I was working with.
“Oh my god nigga. Terrelle told me you had a big dick but I never thought it would be this big!”
“Well that’s because Terrelle hasn’t really known how big it was since we were about 10 years old.” I said angry that T even mentioned he had seen his cousin’s dick. Darius just laughed like I was making a joke.
“Well I just hope that I will get a chance to sample some of that thug meat.”
Thug meat? What the fuck was this nigga talking about? For the first time I realized that people had began to look at me different. I never thought I’d be considered a thug.
“That just might be possible if you play your cards right.” The words were out of my mouth before I realized what I said. It was all good though because as I felt on his ass I knew that I wanted him just as bad as he wanted me. His ass was so fat and yet so solid. I don’t know if it was the weed, the drinks or just being without Q for a week but at that moment I realized how horny I really was. I wanted this nigga right now. Under normal circumstances I would never act on my hormones but Darius made it very hard not too.
Before I knew what was happening Darius was pressing his lips on mine. At first I was going to resist but I gave in and kissed him back. He forced his tongue in my mouth and we stood there in the middle of the dance floor kissing like we were a couple. When we parted I realized how many niggas were looking at us with hunger in their eyes.
“Do you have somewhere a little more private we can go?” I asked.
“Just follow me.” I was being led more than following because Darius was pulling me by my hand and we were almost running downstairs to his room. We entered his room and we were back at it before the door closed. Darius was all over me. The mixture of drugs and alcohol had my body on fire. As we continued to kiss Darius began to undress me. Before I knew it I was standing there in my birthday suit. Darius marveled at the condition of my body.
“Ced you have one of the most beautiful bodies I have ever seen. That big ass dick of yours is a perfect fit to the tone of your body.”
“Well don’t keep me in suspense nigga. Let me see what you got under those clothes.” I said to him.
As Darius peeled away his clothes it felt like I was having a flashback. Except for his face I could have sworn that this was Q standing in front of me. I let the thought flow from my mind and admired the well-toned body that stood in front of me. Darius again kissed me and began to lick down my body. That shit felt so good. His tongue felt like a warm washcloth and I had to close my eyes and enjoy the attention that he was giving me. When he reached my dick he slowly swallowed the entire thing and I felt like I could cum right then. I was so turned on that I started to moan and say things I didn’t even realize I was saying. Then I noticed that Darius had stopped and was saying something to me.
“Well my name is not Quentin but if you give me some of this big ass dick you can call me whatever you want.” He joked.
“Darius what are you talking about?” I asked.
“You called me Quentin three times.”
At that moment I seemed to sober up. The seriousness of what I was doing suddenly hit me. Even though Q had cheated on me I was not about to play myself anymore than I had. My mom always told me “you may only find love in life once if at all”. All at once this just didn’t seem right. I was still in love with Q. Here I was about to have sex with this fine ass nigga and all I could think about was Quentin. Darius seemed to sense the change in me.
“Is everything alright Ced?”
“To tell the truth everything is wrong. It is wrong for me to be here with you and it is wrong for us to be doing this. You see I am in love with someone and even though we broke up I still truly want to be with him. I really didn’t mean to lead you on but I guess the drinks and the weed kind of got to me. You seem like a cool ass nigga and if I weren’t in this situation I would try to get with you. I hope that you are not mad at me but I have to follow my heart.”
“To tell the truth I respect you for telling me that. I know a little about your prior relationship and I thought you were over him. Since you are not, go get your nigga and be happy. If you ever find yourself single though give me a holler.”
“Thanks for understanding Darius but Q will be my nigga for life.”
As we started out of the room I noticed Q standing at the top of the stairs. He was talking to Terrelle so I assumed he was looking for me. For a brief second this made me happy. When Q looked up and saw me coming out of the room with Darius I saw a look of murder in his eyes. Without saying a word he went downstairs and left. I started to run after him but decided not to. After all he cheated on me first and he didn’t know if I had even done anything.
Terrelle walked over to me with a look of concern on his face.
“Ced we need to have a talk.” T stated.
“Well Ced, I will talk to you later. If things don’t work out for you then remember what I said.” Darius commented.
“I will never forget what you said and thanks again for understanding.”
When Darius went upstairs T pulled me to the side. “What was that all about? Do you mean to tell me that you were in the room with that nigga and you didn’t do anything?”
“Well actually I didn’t tell you anything and I’m not going to. Could you tell me what Q wanted?”
A funny look came across T’s face when I asked the question.
“Ced do you remember when I told you that Jameer had probably seduced Q? Well in a way that is sort of what happened. That night after you and I had gone to bed Jameer slipped Q some of that date rape drug we have been hearing about. They continued to talk and when the drug started to take effect Jameer took advantage of Q. He came here tonight to tell you. Rumor is that Jameer got the drug from Big D. He says he waited so long to tell you because he was embarrassed. He said that you were so mad at the time you wouldn’t have believed him anyway. Then when you came out of the room with Darius he said you must already be over him and left.”
“I can’t believe this shit! Yo Terrelle you have to take me to my car. I have to find Q but I have a stop to make first.”
“Ced you have to promise me that you won’t go and do something stupid.”
“I can’t promise you anything but if something happens to me you have to tell Q that nothing happened between me and Darius.”
“You know I will do that for you. Are you sure you want to do whatever it is you are gonna do alone?”
“I don’t want you to get involved in this. I just want to let you know that I appreciate all that you have done for me and I am glad that we are on good terms again.”
“I feel you cousin. Just be careful. Give me a call if you need me for anything.”
When T dropped me off, I ran into the house and grabbed my gun. I knew that the football team was having a party at Jameer’s house tonight and that was my destination. I was going to make this nigga pay for what he had done. As I pulled up to Jameer’s house I thought about what I was doing. I could not throw my future away by killing that nigga. I realized that if I got out of the car with the gun that this time I wouldn’t just be trying to scare him. I decided that I didn’t want a homicide case but I still felt the need to confront this nigga. So I got out of the car and headed toward the house.
I could hear the music playing from outside the house. In my blind rage I didn’t realize that all of his friends would be there. When I got to the front t door I turned the knob and found that the door was open. I walked inside and people were everywhere but I only saw Jameer. I ran up to him and started beating him for all he had done to Q and me. The first punch I landed knocked him off of his feet and I was on him immediately. I tried to punch a hole in this niggas face. The next thing I knew I was being kicked and punched from everywhere. Big D and his crew were at the party and I had put myself in a bad situation. I fought them all. I think there were about 12 of them and I hit them all. Soon the numbers worked against me and they had me where they wanted me. At one point everyone backed off of me except for Big D and Jameer. They continued to kick and punch me. I knew I couldn’t last too much longer. I secretly prayed to God to let this be over soon and I guess he heard my prayers.
Just when I thought that I was going to pass out I heard a gun shot. Most of the people in the house ran out and by the time I was able to focus I saw Terrelle, Q, Chaz and Chad. I forced my way to my feet. I didn’t quite make it and as I began to fall Quentin caught me. I started to tell him that I was sorry but he said we would talk about it later. On the other side stood Big D, Big Papa, Jameer and two niggas from their crew. Chaz, Chad and Terrelle all had guns.
“Nobody has to die here.” Q said. “I just want Jameer to be a man and give me a fair one. We don’t have to go into why we are gonna fight. We both know.
“It’s on then!” said Jameer.
“You played yourself nigga and now I’m bout to beat your ass!”
Jameer was thinking ahead of Q. Before he finished his statement Jameer had hit him. All he did was make Q mad. Quentin smiled at Jameer and with one punch the fight was over. Jameer fell to the floor with blood dripping from his mouth. Big D and his boys just stood there and looked at Jameer.
“Our beef ain’t with you niggas”. T said to Big D and his friends.
“Actually it is. This nigga Big D owes me a fair one.” I said.
“For what nigga?”
“You and your boys had to jump me. If I am correct you haven’t beat me head up.”
(I know this sounds corny but it happened in the days when you could still get a fair one)
Q walked over to me. “Nigga you ain’t in any shape to fight this nigga.”
I just laughed. “I got this.”
“Just remember you asked for this little nigga.” Big D thought I was hurt enough that he could take me out. I was actually better off than they all thought. I am a child abuse victim. That shit was nothing.
As we squared up, I faked the soreness in my body. It seemed that I could barely raise my arms. My plan worked. Big D got big headed and rushed me. I side stepped his ass and hit him in the jaw. I hit that nigga a few times in his gut and he fell to the ground. At this point I must have been out of my mind cause I head butted that nigga. He fell to the floor and I could tell by the way he was breathing that I had broken his nose.
Big Papa ran towards me but was cut off by Terrelle. “Let the shit go.” T said as he tapped his pistol. Big Papa backed off and picked his brother up off the floor and put him on the couch.
“As far as we are concerned all this shit ends here.” Q said. “We are all even.”
With that we all walked out of Jameer’s house. Everyone seemed happy. Our little clique was together again and things looked like they would go back to normal. We decided to go grab something to eat. As we ate we talked and laughed. Q and I kept looking at each other but never talked directly. After eating we all decided to go home. Chad and Chaz got into the car with Terrelle. Q started to get in the passenger seat.
“One of you niggas can ride with me.” I said looking Q in the eyes.
“I’ll ride with you.” Q stated.
At first we rode in silence. I could tell Q wanted to talk but couldn’t get it out. I decided to break the ice.
“Listen Q, I am very sorry about the way I acted. It just hurt me to see you with Jameer. The thought that he might have drugged you never even crossed my mind. I thought that you were cheating on me while I was in the other room. From the jump I was jealous of Jameer and I thought you secretly wanted to be with him.
“I have told you a million times that you are the only nigga for me. I love you to death but I would have reacted the same way if the shoe were on the other foot. The only difference is that I would have shot Jameer. That’s why I didn’t have a gun when we came looking for you. I knew I would have shot him dead. You are crazy for going there alone but I guess love makes you do crazy things. I am just glad that I know you so well because as soon as T came and told me what was up I knew where you were going. I should have told you from the beginning but I had trouble believing it myself. Just know that I love you and always will. I hope that you are happy with your new boyfriend but just remember that I will always be your boy.”
At first I wasn’t going to tell Q the whole truth but after all we had been through I was honest with him. I told him the situation with Darius without leaving anything out. Fear raced through my body because I thought he was going to say that he was done with me. As usual his response surprised me.
“So you mean to tell me that you couldn’t have sex with this nigga because of me and all of this happened before you knew the truth about me and Jameer?”
“Yeah nigga you got me sprung.” I said laughing.
“Well it has been a week since I had some of that big ass dick and I want to see just how sprung you really are.”
“Fuck this shit. I want you now. I can’t wait to get all the way home.”
“ I know. I feel the same way. You wanna go to the cool out?”
“No I want to go to the football field.”
Q looked at me like I was crazy. We were near our school and I was in a freaky mood. Tonight I wanted to fuck outside. We decided to park on a side street and walk to the football field. It was kind of late and there was no one around. We walked over and sat on the bleachers. For the longest we said nothing. We just sat gazing into each other’s eyes. I thought about the past week and realized how close I came to losing my nigga once again. What if I would have shot him?
Q pulled me out of my thoughts by brushing his hand across my cheek. For some reason the touch of his hand sent shivers through my body. It was like he touched me for the first time. He then leaned in to kiss me and his mouth tasted sweet like a bag of skittles. We kissed as though we were apologizing to each other with our tongues.
Q’s hand grabbed my dick and it felt like he started an earthquake in my loins. We were almost oblivious to where we were. I began to undress Q planting kisses to each spot his clothing disappeared from. Soon he stood before me butt ass naked. I just wanted to make a mold of my niggas body. Q pushed me back and I sat down. He slowly undressed me making sure his dick and ass made contact with my skin. Next he pulled off my pants and boxers. I started to stand up but he pushed me back down. He looked at my semi hard dick and licked those fat, juicy, pink lips. Someone must have yelled attention because my dick stood straight up. Q bent down in front of me and I kissed him long and hard. He broke the kiss and leaned down and took a long deep sniff of my dick. He then looked me in the eyes and said, “Look daddy no hands” as he deep throated my dick. Secretly in my mind I wanted to break up and make up with Q over and over.
Each time he touched me it sent chills through my body. Q made love to me with his mouth. His hands scanned my body as he deep throated my dick in slow strong strokes. I couldn’t help but fuck him in the mouth. I grabbed my nigga by the back of the head and pushed my dick in and out of his mouth. I could feel my dick expand each time my dick slipped past his tonsils and down his throat.
“Damn nigga! You suckin the shit out of my dick!”
“No I’m suckin the shit out of my dick. Don’t ever forget that nigga!”
Q began to suck my dick real hard. He had a nigga going crazy. This nigga was going to make me bust a quickie. I tried to push Q off of me but he wouldn’t release his grip. When I thought I was about to bust he slowed his pace and pulled my dick out of his mouth. He stood up and turned to show me his fat ass.
“You want some of this nigga?” he asked me.
“Hell yeah nigga. Come give me some of that.”
Q walked into my arms and we kissed for a long time. Even his kisses had my body going crazy. My dick was so hard by now it hurt. I broke the kiss and began to lick him on his neck and ears. I grabbed his fat ass in my hands and squeezed that fat booty. Q again pushed me back on the bleachers. He spit in his hand for lube and slid his hand up and down my dick until it was nice and wet. He then got his ass all slippery and turned his back to me and lowered himself on my dick. He rotated his hips as my dick slipped deeper into his ass. When my dick was all the way in Q began to bounce and ride my dick like a mad man.
“This is my dick nigga”. Q stated over and over.
“Yeah baby” was my only response. He was holding his ass cheeks apart and bouncing up and down on my dick. When my dick swole to its fullest Q turned around to face me.
He rode me even harder as we kissed like we were starving for each other. We both moaned in unison as we had the best sex of our young lives. Each time it felt as if I was about to bust, Q would stop and change positions. He began to talk shit as we were fucking.
“Yeah nigga, every time you think about giving this dick away you will think about me. No other nigga is going to be able to make you feel like this.
His stroke, his words and his touch all seemed intoxicating to me. It felt that all my nerves were being soothed. Q nibbled and sucked on me. He rode me hard and deep as his hands explored my body.
I was starting to realize this was about the incident with Darius. I had told Q that I couldn’t go through the situation with Darius because of him and he was trying to make sure I always felt like that. Well I was done letting him have control. I pushed him off of me and stood up. I kissed him again and bit his lips. (Damn those lips!!!!!!) I turned him around and he got in the doggy style position. We had already been fucking rough so I just rammed my dick in him.
“ OOOHHHH SHIITTTT!” yelled Q. “Do that shit again nigga!”
Like I said I was in control. He said do it again, so instead I did it twice. Bam. Bam. Q yelled as he backed up on my dick. I grabbed him by the waist and began to fuck that nigga like a jackhammer. We fucked long and hard for another fifteen minutes. It felt like my balls were in my nigga. We stood up and Q placed his foot on the seat of the bleachers. Now I had all access to that ass. Deeper and deeper. Faster and faster. Niggas was drenched in sweat. I reached around and grabbed Q’s dick. As soon as I touched him he bust off. Touchdown!! That shit seemed to fly 50 Yards. As he shot his ass muscles clamped down on my dick. After a few more strokes I was coming all up in those guts. If I had been wearing a condom it might have got lost up in my boy. Q fell onto the bleachers with me on top of him. We realized we should get out of there so we washed up in the bathroom, (the football team had rigged the lock so they could always open it) and walked back to the car. I wanted to hold my boy close as we walked but I just settled for looking at him. We kissed once more before we got in the car. I think that was the only night we ever showed any sex related affection for each other in public.
“I love you Ced.”
“I love you back Q.”
I tossed Q my keys and we got in the car. It was kind of late and traffic was real light. An idea came to my head.
“Hey Q. Do you remember the day when we found about T getting down?” I asked smiling.
“Yeah what about it?”
I then reached over and began to unfasten Q’s pants. He looked at me and smiled.
“You’re a bad boy Ced.”
“I know. It’s just the thug in me.”
We made it home that night but we almost crashed twice. After another hour of that good young sex and we were falling asleep in each other’s arms. Together once again. Ready to face the future conflicts and keep our love strong. Things were good for now but our trials and tribulations were far from over.
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