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           I finally had a day off from work. It felt good as fuck to wake up late in the morning instead of at six a.m. So after getting my ass up and brushing my teeth, I went back into my room and headed straight for my weed pouch. I opened the pouch to see there wasn’t shit in there, nothing but the beautiful lingering stench of my Mary Jane. It took me a minute to remember I’d smoked the last of it up with my homeboy Everett the night before. I snatched up my phone and texted all three of my suppliers but all three of them sorry motherfuckers didn’t hit me back. They were probably sleeping in later than me. Just as I was about to go out of my mind, I heard my neighbor Keeno talking on his phone out on his balcony.

           Keeno was gay and I rarely said more than two words to him because he was always checking me out and shit. He was a cool dude but he would hit on me and say off the wall shit. Still, I needed some weed and even though I’d never bought any from him, I knew he smoked that good shit. I could smell it whenever he smoked and that shit smelled like heaven. I ran out of my room and walked through my living room to my sliding doors that led to the balcony. After stepping out onto the balcony, I waited for him to get off the phone.

           “Ay yo, Keeno,” I called over, catching his attention just as he was about to go back into his apartment.

           “Wassup Dyron,” he said back.

           “You got that loud? I know you be lightin’ that shit, bro.”

           “I might have some. Why?”

           “Let me buy some.”

           “I don’t have any to sell, but I just rolled up my last bit if you don’t mind smokin’ a blunt with a fag.”

           “Shit, I’ll smoke it with you then.”

           He laughed and said, “Yeah right.”

           “I’m serious as fuck, bro. I ain’t got shit over here. If I gotta hit that puff, puff, pass then that’s wassup. I’m comin’ over.”

           I went back into my apartment and closed the sliding door. After putting on my flip-flops and making sure my door was unlocked so that I could get back in, I left my apartment and went next door to his place. I didn’t put on a shirt because I didn’t expect to be over there long. He came to the door still wearing the bathrobe he was wearing on the balcony so I had no reason to suspect he was up to any weird shit. He still seemed shocked that I was willing to smoke with him.

           “Come on in,” he said, stepping back and letting my inside. He then closed the door and told me, “It’s in my room. Come on.”

           Damn, I was hoping he wasn’t gonna pull some shit but it was already heading in that direction. I was still trying to get my smoke on, so I ain’t give two shits at first. But when we got to this nigga’s room, he dropped the robe and as he was climbing over his bed to get the blunt off his nightstand, his underwear came down a little in the back. So not only was I standing in this nigga’s apartment shirtless in nothing but a pair of smiley pajama pants, he was in his underwear with some of his booty hanging out. I still wasn’t gonna leave, but I was getting a little uncomfortable.

                                                 (Me) Dyron

           “You don’t wanna smoke out on the balcony?” I asked.

           “Nah, I always smoke in here,” he replied as he picked up the blunt and his lighter. He lit it and took the first few hits from it before reaching out to hand it to me.

           I stepped closer to his bed and took it from him and said, “Thanks.” When I hit that blunt and almost choked, I knew it was all good. He had that good shit. “Where the fuck you get this shit from?”

           “Shit good, ain’t it?”

           “Hell yeah. Damn!”

           “I get it from this DL nigga I used to fuck around with when I first moved to the A. He work down at Best Buy.”

           “Dread head dude that work in computer department?”

           “Yeah.”

           “Oh, I ain’t know that nigga sell loud. I need to see what’s good with him because this is that good shit.” I took another hit before passing it back to him.

           “Uh…didn’t you hear when I said he DL?”

           “So?”

           “You know what that mean, right?”

           “Yo Keeno, I don’t care about all that to be real with you. I got gay cousins and shit. And they gayer than you.”

           “You mean fem?”

           “Yeah. I ain’t never had a problem with gay, bi or closeted niggas. I just don’t like when y’all hit on niggas like me all the time. Like I ain’t even all that. It ain’t like I’m some light-skinned pretty boy that lives up in the gym. I’m barely average.”

           “You’re not average when it comes to other things obviously.” His eyes fixated do my dick outline in my pajama pants.

           I laughed it off and said, “See, that’s the shit I’m talkin’ about. Y’all gotta cut that out, Keeno.”

           “Do y’all cut it out when you hit on women who don’t want you? Or how about when you see two dime pieces hangin’ out and they tell you they’re lesbians? Do you leave them alone?”

           “See, that’s different.”

           He laughed out loud and said, “No it’s not. Thirsty is as thirsty does.”

           “Yeah, yeah.” I sat down on his bed and snatched the blunt from him. “Pass that shit if you ain’t gonna take a hit.” I took some hits off of it and passed it back to him. “So, how come I never see any other gay niggas come over here? You have bitches comin’ in and outta here but never no niggas. You bi or somethin’?”

           “Nigga, I am strictly dickly. I don’t even top. You don’t see niggas in and out of here for two reasons. Number one, I’m not a ho. And number two, when I want some dick I get some dick and then that nigga gotta bounce. I ain’t lookin’ for a boyfriend.”

           “Oh, you all independent and shit huh?”

           “You know it.”

           “I respect that.”

           “Besides, most niggas play games in the gay world.” He took a few hits from the blunt and passed it to me.

           “What you mean?”

           “You heard me on the phone earlier, right?”

           “Yeah.”

           “I was talkin’ to this dude I met at my job last night. He was supposed to come over so we can…you know…and this nigga playin’ games talkin’ about he had to pick up his sister last-minute.”

           “Maybe he really had to pick up his sister.” I took a long drag from the blunt and handed what little was left back to him.

           “That nigga didn’t have to pick up his sister. He playin’ games. See, y’all don’t have to deal with that. Once a female’s pussy gets wet, she ready to go and won’t change her mind unless you say some dumb shit. With gay niggas, we play too many games.”

           “Ha-ha, you said ‘we.’ That means you play games, too.”

           “Well yeah if the nigga got a tiny dick or somethin’. Them shits hurt when they poke you wrong. Still, I done douched and all that thinkin’ this niggas was gonna come over and he played me.”

           “Douched? Y’all do the shit girls do?”

           “Nah, it’s different. It’s like…” He stopped himself. “You don’t wanna know.”

           “Bro, I ain’t got nothin’ but time. Today is my day off.” I took the blunt from him and took another long drag. I handed it back to him and he finished it before sitting up and putting the tiny end out.

                                                  Keeno

           “It’s like this process where we clean out our ass. You clean it out and then you put some water up in there and push it out until it comes out clear. Then you shower up and get it smellin’ right.”

           “Probably still smell like ass though.”

           “Whose? Not mine.”

           “Yeah right. Ain’t no way you can get ass that clean. I done been up in a girl’s ass before and ass is ass.”

           “You ain’t never smelled mine before so you wouldn’t know.”

           “Rub on your ass right now with two fingers and smell it.”

           “Okay, you are too high right now.”

           “Nah, I ain’t. Just do it.” I watched him as he reached behind himself and rubbed in between his butt cheeks. He then put the two fingers up to his nose and sniffed them. “What it smell like?”

           “Like my body wash.”

           “Yeah fuckin’ right. You full of shit…literally.”

           “Don’t believe me?” He held his two fingers up and waited for me to smell them. “Smell for yourself.”

           “They better not smell like ass.” I sniffed them and when I smelled that clean and fresh smell, my dick started to get hard for some reason. “You didn’t really touch your ass.”

           He laughed and said, “Nigga, you sittin’ right there and saw me!”

           “I don’t believe you. Let me see.” I kicked my flip-flops off and crawled around on his bed behind him. I made him bend over and I pulled his underwear down further. Now I don’t know if it was the weed fucking with my head or what, but the next thing I knew my face was in close proximity to his ass and I was sniffing it. That scent was making me hornier.

           “See. Does that smell like ass to you?”

           “Damn. Some of these females out here can learn from you.” I backed away and grabbed my hard dick.

           “Mmm hmm, I told you…” He turned around and noticed how hard I was. He licked his lips and then folded his arms and rolled his neck. “I see somebody got mornin’ wood.”

           “Man, I always get hard when I smoke.”

           “Yeah fuckin’ right. Now who the one full of shit?” He quickly undid the button on the front of my pajama pants and my dick flopped through the opening.

           “The fuck is you doin’?”

           “I just wanna see it. You got to see my asshole.” He looked at my dick. “Damn, that’s gotta be what…nine inches?”

           “Nine and a half.”

           “Mmm, fuck. I bet that shit taste good.”

           “I’ve been told it does.” I couldn’t believe what was going through my mind. I was stiff as a brick by that point and that shit was starting to hurt. He was gonna have to take care of me or either let me jack off right there on his bed. I didn’t wanna be the one to ask him though. I wanted him to either ask me or just start sucking on my dick.

           He smiled and said, “I only suck dick if a nigga is gonna eat my ass.”

           “Come on, shawty. I ain’t never did no shit like that. I done licked on a woman’s ass but not no nigga.”

           “As you saw, it’s shaved and it’s clean. That smell got your dick hard, didn’t it?”

           “It did but…”

           “You wanna bust a nut or not?”

           Shit, I couldn’t argue with that. I nodded to him so that he would know I was cool with it. Immediately, he kneeled in front of me and started sucking my dick as it stood straight out the opening of my pajama pants. That shit felt so good. I ain’t never had my dick slurped on and deep throated like that before. He was fucking my dick with his lips, tongue and throat. And when he’d deep throat it and then tongue my balls with the tip of his tongue, my whole body shook.

           “Fuck,” I called out as I tried not to bust a nut too quick. “You know what the fuck you doin’, shawty. Oh my God!”

           I grabbed the back of his fitted cap and started fucking his mouth back. He wasn’t gagging or making me stop or none of the shit females usually did when I tried to fuck their mouths. He took that dick to the throat and could even hold it there for a few seconds before pulling back for air. I had to stop him a few times because he almost made me nut. When he started kissing, licking and sucking on my balls, I reached over and smacked his ass. His underwear were still pulled down so I ran my fingers down the crack of his ass and rubbed on his tight asshole. I loved how he kept making it pucker whenever I pressed my index finger against it. I had been hesitant to lick his ass but now my mouth was watering. It was so firm but soft at the same time.

           “Let me see what that booty taste like,” I said, pulling my dick out his mouth and jacking off with the long string of spit he left hanging from it. I climbed behind him and pulled his underwear off. After sniffing them, I dropped them on top of my flip-flops on the floor. I then parted his butt cheeks with my hands and after that first lick, I was hooked. “Fuck that ass taste good, nigga.”

           “You like that?” he asked while arching his back.

           “Fuck yeah. Put that ass in my face, nigga.”

           I ate the fuck out his ass, licking and sucking on his hole like it was my final meal. And when I shoved my tongue in as deep as it would go, he clenched up and tried to run from me. I had to manhandle him a few times to keep him from running. If he was running from the tongue skills then I knew he was gonna run from the dick. I was ready to fuck the hell outta him, too. He was gonna get it. He fucked up with the right one that day.

           After eating him out to the point that he was moaning like a female, I started fingering that asshole to open him up because he was so tight. Every now and then I’d pause and think about what I was doing but I was way too horny by then. I had to stick him. I was about to just spit on my dick and slide it into his ass but he quickly stopped me.

           “What are you doin’?” he asked with a laugh. “You ain’t rippin’ my walls, nigga. And I don’t ever, ever fuck without a condom.”

           “I ain’t got nothin’,” I told him. “I signed up for Obamacare like back in November of last year and got a checkup then.”

           “Well I just got tested three weeks ago and that’s a hella of a lot more recent than yours, Mr. Obamacare.” He laughed and quickly climbed off the bed.

           “If you negative and I know I’m negative then…”

           “We’re still gonna use a rubber.” He went over to his bathroom and was in there for a quick second before walking out with a box of magnums and some CVS brand lube. “And take them pajama pants off. Tryna fuck me like you do your thots.”

           “You is a thot.”

           “Excuse you, nigga?”

           He laughed and I grabbed him and pulled him back onto the bed before kissing his lips. I’d never kissed another dude before but I was willing to try a lot of firsts by that point. We played around for a little bit and then I pulled my pajama pants off and slapped the condom on as fast as I could. He lubed his ass up and then put some of it on my dick to lube it up. After sitting the bottle of lube down, he lied down on his back and I climbed in between his legs. He reached in between us and grabbed my dick so that it could enter him. As I slowly pushed in, he kept grabbing my dick and positioning it to get the angle right. Usually with women, I put my dick in and started fucking like a nigga fresh outta jail. But I knew not to do that with Keeno.

           “Fuck, that ass is tight,” I told him as I paused with the head of my dick inside him. “You okay?”

           “Yeah,” he told me. “Keep goin’ nigga.”

           “I don’t wanna hurt it. It smell and taste too good to be hurt.”

           “Boy, you better fuck this ass. I got the angle good now fuck me.”

           I started pushing a little deeper into him and pulling back a few times before lying on him and grinding into him. I was still going slow but I was stroking that ass. I wasn’t going too deep but I was definitely fucking him. His ass was curving to my dick so perfectly and it felt so good. It almost felt like I wasn’t wearing a condom so I had to keep looking down to make sure it hadn’t broken. He was moaning but not too loud because I wasn’t fucking him with all my dick yet. I could feel his hard dick rubbing in between our stomachs and it made me even hornier.

           “Take this ass,” he told me.

           “This my ass now?”

           “Hell yeah.”

           “I wanna fuck you harder yo. Can I?”

           “Yes. Fuck me, Dyron. Fuck!”

           I started pushing deeper into him and fucked him a little faster. Now I was getting my dick midway into his ass. I sucked on his neck while I stroked him and he placed his hands on my ass. As many times as I’d had sex, I never had a female grab my ass while I was fucking her. I don’t know why but I liked that he was grabbing my ass while I fucked him. It was like he was telling me to fuck him deeper and deeper. He was keeping his legs back without holding onto them, which showed me how flexible he was. The deeper I went off into that tight ass the louder his moans got.

           “That dick feel so good, nigga,” he whispered in my ear while licking and kissing on my earlobe.

           “Yeah?” I asked. “You gonna let me beat it up?”

           “Do what you want, baby.”

           I sat up and pushed his legs up more so that I could get as deep as I could go in that ass. His socked feet were in my face as I slammed into that ass. I sniffed them and that seemed to turn him on as much as it was turning me on. I was fucking him so hard that his cap came off and he didn’t even notice. When he put his hand on my stomach, I stopped and carefully pulled out of him.

           “You okay?” I asked.

           “Yeah,” he said with a laugh. “My back was startin’ to hurt.”

           “Let’s change it up then. How you want it, baby?”

           “I wanna ride that dick.”

           We changed places and now I was on my back. He got on top of me and grabbed my dick as he came down on it with his ass. That ass was still tight and gripped the fuck outta my dick. He didn’t even start off riding me slow. This nigga was going ham on my dick like my dick was gonna disappear or some shit. He bent down and kissed me a few times but he was mainly focused on keeping my dick up inside him. I’d never had my dick rode like that before. At one point, he was taking all of my dick inside of him and clenching up on it and I had to tap out.

           “Whoa shawty,” I said. “You gone make me nut like that. Damn.”

           He slowed it down a little bit but was still taking all nine and half inches up in that ass. My toes were curled up and I was doing everything I could not to cum too soon. I wanted to fuck him for at least an hour. Them morning nuts be the best and I wanted the best one. So after letting him ride me until I couldn’t take anymore, we switched it up again. He lied on his stomach and arched his back, putting that booty up high for me. I slid back inside him and tapped that ass from the back. I wanted to dig in his guts but he was throwing that ass back on me.

           “Fuck,” I called out. “Fuck that dick, nigga.” I smacked his ass.

           “You like that, baby?” he asked.

           “Yeah. Damn, throw that ass back.” I leaned back and let him throw that phat booty on my dick as hard as he could.

           “Now you fuck me. Fuck me good, nigga. I gotta bust before you.”

           “Why?”

           “Because I bust better with dick up inside me. Fuck me, nigga.”

           I grabbed him and fucked the hell outta him. I was beating that ass down with my dick, getting it all creamy. When I got up on my feet and squatted while fucking him even deeper, he started squealing like a female. He was jacking off while I was pounding that ass. I must’ve tapped a spot too deep because he was running out of breath.

           “Oh fuck,” he said out loud. “Dyron, you gone make me cum. Ooh shit, you gone make me cum! Ahhh!”

           He sat up and jacked off while his dick released a thick and creamy load of nut onto his sheets. I tried to slide my dick back up into him but he wasn’t having it. After calming down, he arched his back again and I snatched the condom off and started jacking my dick. I slid my thumb back into his asshole and felt it pulsate, and that’s what made me nut one of the best morning nuts in my life.

           “Ah fuck yeah,” I moaned. “You want them babies, nigga?” My nut skeeted out on his back and some of it landed on his butt cheeks. I pulled my thumb out his creamy ass and he flipped over on his back.

           He rubbed his ass and said, “Damn nigga, ain’t nobody ever made my ass cream before. That dick felt good.”

           “That ass felt better.” I leaned down and kissed his lips, this time sliding my tongue into his mouth. “You done turned me the fuck out for real.”

           “Yeah right. You know you’re gonna hook up with some random trick tonight and get you some pussy. This probably the only time you try somethin’ like this.”

           “Nah, it ain’t. Shit, I’m down with fuckin’ you if you cool with it. You the one said you don’t want a nigga.”

           “Because I don’t like games.”

           “Well, I ain’t playin’ games. I’ll fuck you as long as it stays between us. I might even spend the night over here sometimes.”

           “Damn, was the ass that good?”

           “I don’t even kiss females in the mouth my first time fuckin’ them so yeah, your ass is that good.” I laughed and kissed him again. “I guess I ain’t never thought about bein’ with another dude before. That’s why I wasn’t on that homophobe bullshit, I can’t knock somethin’ I never tried.”

           “Now you have tried it. Does that make you gay?”

           “To be real with you, I don’t even give a fuck. I know one thing.”

           “What?”

           “You need to link me up with that Best Buy nigga because that loud was on point.”

           He laughed and told me, “Okay, I got you.”

           “You got me?” I kissed his cute ass again. “You got me, baby?”

           “Yes.”

           “Cool, I got you, too.”

           “Oh, before I forget.” He reached over into his nightstand and pulled something from it. “I lied. I had two blunts.”

           “Wow, you knew how to get me over here, huh? Shit, spark it up. I ain’t got nothin’ but time, baby.” I lied down beside him and put my arm around him as he lit the blunt and shared it with me.

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