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           For the next few days, I avoided Armani. I didn’t know what to say to him after I blew up on him that day in front of his building, and I was scared that my anger would cause me to snap on him again. Now I understood why so many people avoided love. Love truly was a coldhearted bitch and it was a losing game altogether. So for those few days, I rescheduled my training appointments so that I wouldn’t be at the gym at the same time as Armani. He must’ve been spending his free time with Antoine because he hadn’t called or texted me. I missed him but I had to get over him. I had too much dignity to stay hung up on a dude who didn’t want me.

           So I was at the gym one Thursday afternoon working out by myself. Armani wasn’t on the schedule to work that day so I called up some of my boys to come play some basketball with me. When they got there, we played a quick game of two-on-two and then decided to head to the mall. I went to the employee locker room to get my stuff and that’s when I noticed the note sitting on my gym bag. I opened it to see it was a note asking me to come down to the underground dance studio. After coming up with an excuse to ditch my friends, I went down to the dance studio in the underground level of the gym. As I was approaching the door, I heard Janet Jackson’s “That’s the Way Love Goes” playing. I peeked inside to see Armani in there dancing in front of the big mirror. He was shirtless and only wearing a pair of athletic tights that rode up in his ass just right. My dick started getting hard so I grabbed it through my sweatpants.

           “Are you just gonna stand there watching me?” he asked, staring at me in the mirror. “Or are you gonna come in and talk?”

                                           Me (Khalil Harris)

           “My bad,” I apologized as I stepped into the studio. My dick was semi-hard so I had to keep tugging at my sweatpants to hide it. “What are you doing here? Your name wasn’t on the schedule to work today.”

           “So you have been avoiding me?”

           “Huh? Nah, I was…”

           “It’s okay, Khalil. I understand.” He finally stopped looking at my reflection in the mirror and turned around to face me. “I understand why you got upset on Monday.”

           “You do?”

           “Yes. I don’t know why I didn’t realize it before. I didn’t think about it until late last night while I was taking a bath.” He stepped up to me and looked up into my eyes. “You want me, don’t you? You want to be more than just my friend?”

           I couldn’t believe it was happening. It was finally happening. The look in his eyes had me frozen because I couldn’t tell if he wanted me the way that I needed him. I sighed before revealing to him, “I love you, Armani.” After letting that confession slip out, I felt like a huge weight had been lifted from my shoulders. “Man, I haven’t said those three words to someone outside of my family before.”

           “Why are you just now telling me this, Khalil? If you’ve felt this way about me then why wait until now?”

           “Because I didn’t realize how deep my feelings for you were until that Antoine loser came back into your life. I knew I was in love with you when I lost my mind in my car after I drove away from your place. Armani, I fucking lost it. I kept seeing you with him every time I blinked and I snapped. Please tell me you’re not back with him.”

           “We did go out to eat at Chili’s on Tuesday night and he told me that losing me put a lot of things into perspective for him. He’s promised to be a changed man and said that he wants to earn my trust back.”

           “Armani, stop. I can’t hear anymore.” My stomach began to tie up in a knot so I grabbed it. “If he’s the one you wanna be with then…”

           “I told him to take his empty promises and shove them up his ass.” He smiled and reached out to hold my hand. “Khalil, I am so sorry for not noticing your feelings for me earlier. You’re my friend but I actually have thought about us being together before.”

           “You have?”

           “Yes. You know everything about me and you listen to my problems every day. You were right on Monday when you said we have a connection. I feel it. But Khalil, is it enough? I am very demanding when it comes to relationships. I get insecure and I have a hard time trusting the guy I’m with. I don’t want us to wreck our friendship if something goes wrong between us.”

           “Armani, you have my word. I’m a man of my word, baby.” I touched his face. “I am crazy about you. I’ve been crazy about you since the day we met. I adore you. You make me feel shit that I’ve never felt for anybody in my life. We got something special, and I would never let that crash and burn for anything in this world.”

           “What about all the men and women? Do I have to worry about some bitch sliding into your DMs late at night while you’re not with me?”

           “I’ll give you all the passwords to my accounts. You can look at my DMs anytime you want, Slim.”

           “And your modeling parties? I know how wild those can get.”

           “I’ll bring you to all of them as my date. I’m not closeted, baby.” I put my arms around him. “Remember when I said there’s nothing wrong with you and that you don’t need to change?”

           “Yeah.”

           “Baby, I’m gonna be the one who changes. That means no more one-night stands and no more tricks to get myself some pussy. The only pussy I want is this one.” I grabbed his ass and squeezed on it, making him laugh. “All I wanna do is love you and make love to you.”

                                               Armani Jacobs

           I leaned downward to kiss him since I’m taller than him. The moment our lips pressed together, I knew that this wasn’t a dream. This shit was really happening. He put his hands on my chest and that turned me on even more for some reason. I was hard as fuck by that point. I knew he felt my dick poking his navel. He had me turned on and I could tell by his freaky wet kisses that I had him turned on as well. Each time I kissed him he’d kiss me back with even more passion.

           “You are so fucking sexy,” he said to me as he ran his hands up and down my abs.

           “Me?” I turned him around so that we could see our reflections in the mirror. “Look at your lil’ sexy ass. My lil’ sexy chocolate.” I nibbled on his neck and he giggled.

           “You know, I jogged here again. Do you think you can give me a ride to my place? We can talk and relax when we get there.”

           “I got you, Slim.” He laughed when I said that. “What’s so funny?”

           “I always get butterflies in my stomach when you call me Slim.” He put his hand in mine and followed me out of the dance studio.

           As I drove us to his apartment building, he reaches over to my seat and placed his hand on my hard dick. That’s when I realized he wanted to do more than just talk in his apartment. I wanted to stop by a store and pick up some condoms but I didn’t want him to think sex was the only thing on my mind. I’d never had sex with anyone without a condom before, so I hoped he had some at his place. When we got to his building, we jumped out of my car and headed inside. We shared some more freaky kisses on the elevator ride up to the tenth floor where his apartment was. By the time we were entering his apartment, we were already practically having sex.

           “You sure you wanna do this?” I asked him. “Because I can wait if you…”

           “I haven’t had any dick since I dumped Antoine,” he replied. “I am throwing my dildo away after tonight.”

           “Dildo?” I looked him up and down. “What kind of freaky shit do you get into when I’m not around?”

           “Wouldn’t you like to know?” He laughed and started touching my shirtless body again. “We are sweaty and musky. Let’s take a shower.”

           “I’m a lil’ musky but you smell good enough to eat. I’ll eat that ass right here and now if you want. I ain’t afraid of a lil’ funk.”

           “Boy, you are crazy.” He pushed my chest. “Let’s get naked.”

           He stepped back from me and kicked his shoes off. After removing his socks, he pulled down his athletic tights. He then pulled off his tank top and stood before me completely naked. My dick stood at full attention as I looked at his beautiful and perfect body. His chocolate skin was so smooth and his fit midsection had my tongue written all over it. I stepped out of my Nikes and undid the string on my sweatpants, letting them fall to my ankles. I took them off and then took off my underwear. His eyes immediately fixated on my swinging dick.

           “It’s so bushy,” he said while licking his lips.

           “Sorry about that,” I offered. “Had I known we were gonna do the deed I would’ve shaved.”

           “I like pubes as long as they’re sexy. And yours…” He rubbed my pubic hair. “…is sexy as fuck. Mmm.”

           “You like that?”

           “Hell yes.” He sniffed around me. “And I love your natural scent.” He sniffed my chest and the top of my abs before kissing and licking on them.

           “Damn, you are freaky. I like that shit.”

           We kissed our way into his bathroom. He turned the water on in the shower and we stepped inside together. Feeling that hot water hit my body while he caressed and kissed all over me put my mind into another world. When he dropped his bottle of body wash and bent over to pick it up, I squatted and buried my face into his ass. He dropped the body wash again and grabbed the shower wall. His ass tasted so good and it wasn’t even one hundred percent clean yet. He had a tight little asshole that looked like it would be impossible to get inside. I sucked on it with my lips and he made it pucker. After tasting that ass for a little while, I stood back up and pinned him against the shower wall.

           “This what you want?” I asked him. “You want a nigga to manhandle you?”

           “Yes, baby,” he responded through moans.

           I kissed his lips passionately and hoisted his small frame up onto my body. I loved that I could pick him up. He was small but it made me feel strong. He held onto me as I grinded into him. My hard nine and a half inch dick was teasing his tight hole, pressing up against it as if it were begging to be let in. He squeezed his thighs on my waist to let me know he wasn’t ready for that yet. I’m glad he did that because I wasn’t even thinking about lube or anything, I was ready to fuck him right then and there.

           After fooling around, we finally cleaned each other from head to toe. I fingered him a few times with my soapy fingers and that’s when I realized just how tight he really was. His asshole muscles gripped my finger so tightly that I had to put in a little effort to pull my finger back out. Thoughts of having my dick deep inside that tight ass ran through my mind and made me hornier than I already was. We finished up our shower and then climbed out together. We dried each other off and then kissed some more.

           “You go on out and put on some of that cocoa butter I have on my nightstand,” he told me. “I gotta do a few more things before we…you know…do it.”

           “Oh, you mean that Fleet stuff,” I said.

           He rolled his eyes and said, “Yeah, that Fleet stuff.”

           “I’ve been painted before, it ain’t that bad.”

           “Ew! Boy get outta here!” He laughed and pushed me out of the bathroom and slammed the door.

           I walked around his room naked. His apartment was a million times nicer than mine. I had a nice looking place but it wasn’t fancy like his. He also had a bigger bed than mine. My bed was a full size and his was a California King size. As I waited for him to be done in the bathroom, I put on the cocoa butter. I made sure to moisturize every single part of my body.

           “Khalil,” he called out from the bathroom.

           “Yeah, boo?” I called back.

           “Make a playlist on my iPod Touch and hook it up to my iHome system.”

           “What kind of music?”

           “90s R&B.”

           “I got you.” I created a playlist of 90s R&B and quiet storm music and hooked his iPod Touch up to his iHome system. The first song, Toni Braxton’s “How Many Ways” began playing and that’s when Armani stepped out of the bathroom. He was still completely naked and had oiled himself up with something that smelled like coconut. I stared at him and said, “You are so sexy, Slim.”

           “So are you.” He stepped up to me and pushed me backwards onto the bed. “You better not cum quick. If you do, you will be punished.”

           “I got enough energy to go all night, boo. Come get this dick.” I lied back and put my hands under my head on the pillow. He climbed up on me and started licking and kissing on my neck. “You got condoms?”

           “No. Do you?”

           “Nah. I ain’t never had sex without them.”

           “You can run to the store around the block.”

           “But I’m already naked.”

           “When was the last time you were tested?”

           “Two weeks ago I got a physical and some blood work. How about you?”

           “I got tested once after I found out Antoine was cheating and I had a follow-up last month even though I haven’t had sex to be sure. I’m used to condoms, too.”

           “You made Antoine wear condoms even though he was your man?”

           “I guess I didn’t trust him as much as I thought. But I do trust you, Khalil.” He kissed me. “I trust you with my life, baby. I love you.”

           “And I love you.”

           I grabbed him and flipped him over on his back. He giggled as I kissed my way down his body. I paid extra attention to his cute little navel, licking and sucking on it as if it were melting chocolate ice cream. I was already addicted to his flavor by that point. He had me right where he wanted me and he knew it. When I spread his thighs and kissed on their inner parts, he grabbed onto my shoulders and moaned. I pretended like I was going to keep licking inward and then teased him, instead moving my attention down his legs towards his feet. He had some sexy pedicured feet. I rubbed on them and kissed them.

           “I don’t do this with anybody,” I told him. “Most dudes have jacked up feet. Women, too. But yours are so damn sexy.”

           After spending some time massaging, kissing and licking his sexy feet, I finally made my way back to those sexy thighs, I spread them wide and pushed his legs up towards his chest. That beautiful tight asshole winked at me as if it were begging me to shove my tongue inside of it. It was completely hairless as if he’d taken his precious time getting read of each and every hair. I sniffed it a few times before kissing it and then rimmed it. He placed his hand on the top of my head as I began to lick him more aggressively.

           “Ooh, Khalil,” he moaned. “Oh hell yeah, baby. Eat that ass!”

           “You like the way daddy eats that ass?”

           “Yes.”

           “Say it louder.”

           “Yes!”

           I rubbed on his asshole with my index finger and then got it wet with my tongue. I slid my finger in and he put that death grip on it again. I’d never put my tongue and finger into something that tight before. After opening him up a little with my index finger, I wet my middle finger and then fingered him with that one. He didn’t stop me so I went deeper and deeper with it until my whole middle finger was inside of him. His dick was standing up straight and leaking precum, so I gave it a few licks and sucked on the head while my middle finger was deep inside of him.

           “Didn’t think I sucked dick, did you?” I asked him.

           He giggled and replied, “Could’ve fooled me. Do it again.”

           I wiggled my finger deep in his ass and sucked his dick at the same time. His dick wasn’t as long as mine but it was definitely thicker. He choked me with it a few times. I rarely sucked dick but whenever I did, I gave it my all. I sucked him for a couple of minutes and got his dick nice and wet before I moved back to that delicious ass. I pulled my finger out and replaced it with my tongue. Every now and then I’d slide my thumb deep inside, causing him to squirm.

           “I wanna taste that dick,” he said to me.

           I stood up on my knees and he kneeled in front of me. He grabbed my dick and smacked his face and lips with it a few times before sticking his tongue out and smacking it on his tongue. Then he looked up into my eyes and stuffed my dick into his wet mouth. He sucked it all the way to the base on the first try without gagging. I loved how dudes suck dick. We know what we like when getting our dicks sucked so we do the best job. Armani damn sure knew what to do to my dick. He was giving me that nasty sloppy head that I loved. And his deep throating skills had my toes curling up.

           “That dick good, Slim?” I asked him.

           “The best,” he replied before licking my balls.

           “Ah, fuck. Yo lil’ nasty ass. Lick them balls.”

           I jacked off while he licked and sucked on my balls. That shit was feeling so good that I almost lost control and nutted on his face. But somehow I managed to fight it off. I smacked his forehead with my dick and he got back to sucking on it. He motioned for me to lie on my back and once I did, he started sucking the fire out of my dick from a side angle. His head bobbed up and down and his lips tightened up around it, making my toes curl even more. I rubbed on his chocolate booty and smacked it a few times while he deep throated me again.

           “Let me eat that ass while you suck me,” I told him.

           He moved his body on top of mine and put his ass on my face while keeping my dick in his mouth. I shoved my tongue up into his ass and ate it like it was my last meal. He stopped sucking my dick and licked my balls again, only this time he seemed to be licking down more and more. I realized what he was trying to do so I lifted my legs and spread them a little. His tongue licked on my hairy asshole and that’s when I really hit a state of ecstasy. I’d never had my ass licked before and now I understood why dudes liked it so much. He got so into it that he climbed from on top of me and moved around to eat my ass while my legs were spread. He jacked me off while sticking his tongue deep into my hole. That shit felt amazing but I had to stop him because he was gonna make me cum.

           “Yo freaky ass,” I told him with a laugh. “Get that tongue out my ass. Damn, you nasty.”

           He giggled and moved up onto my body again and kissed me. After sharing a few kisses, he reached over to the nightstand and picked up a small bottle of lubricant. He poured some out onto his hand and rubbed it all over my dick. He then put some more onto his hand and rubbed it on his asshole. He fingered himself a few times to make sure enough lube was inside his ass before sitting the bottle back down on the nightstand. He grabbed my dick and lined it up to enter him. Slowly and carefully, he lowered his tight asshole onto my dick. It was so tight that at first I didn’t think my dick would fit. It took him about six different tries to get the head in. When he finally got it in, his whole body shook.

           “Oh my God,” he called out, stopping midway down my dick. “That dick is so big.”

           “And that ass is tight,” I told him. “That shit feel so good, baby.”

           He took his time with it, being careful not to take on more than he could handle. He placed his hands on my chest and played with my nipples as his ass engulfed more and more of my dick. Tony! Toni! Toné!’s “It Never Rains (In Southern California)” began playing and it put my mindset into the perfect place. Armani was still taking his time but he was opening up more. Halfway through the song, he was licking on my chest and nipples while riding me in a faster pace. He was fucking my dick just right and it felt so damn good. I wanted to grab his ass and push my dick further up into him but I wanted him to remain comfortable.

           “You okay?” I asked him, looking up into his eyes.

           “Yeah,” he answered. “I love this big dick.”

           “You do?”

           “Mmm hmm, daddy.” He kissed me again. “I wanna feel all of it inside of me.”

           I took that as permission for me to do what I wanted to do with his ass. I grabbed onto him and held his body close to mine as I started to push my dick up into him. The deeper I went, the harder he held onto me. When I felt him scratching my shoulders, I knew I was going too deep so I eased up a little. He began a rhythm riding me and I matched it by thrusting my hips upward into him. I could feel his ass getting wetter and wetter and it made me hornier.

           With my dick deep inside of him, I made him put his arms around my neck as I sat up. I climbed off the bed and stood up with him still on my body. He wrapped his legs around my waist and held on tightly as I started to fuck him hard. He was so lightweight that I had no problems fucking him in that position. I could probably bench-press his body if I wanted to. The harder I fucked him, the more I realized that his little freaky ass could take a dick. His hard dick smacked up against my abs, so he grabbed it and started jacking off.

           “Fuck me, Khalil!” he hollered. “Oh fuck!”

           “Give me that ass,” I demanded. “Let me smash it, baby.”

           I pinned him up against his tall dresser and fucked him even deeper. His legs squeezed tighter on my waist and I could feel his body tensing up. I started fucking him so hard that it sounded like I was punching him. I usually didn’t get that caught up while fucking someone but it was like Armani had a spell on me or something. He wanted me to pound his ass as hard as I could and I gave it to him. When I felt him convulsing, I slowed up a bit and that’s when I felt shots of cum hit my abs and chest.

           “Oh shit,” he called out, shaking all over. “You’re making…me…cum! Fuck!”

           He hugged me tightly to stop me from fucking him, but I kept my dick deep inside of him. I kissed his lips and rubbed his body as he tried to calm down from the orgasm. His asshole was contracting on my dick, tightening up and then loosening every few seconds. He motioned for me to let him down and when I did, he stumbled over to the bed and rubbed on his creamy asshole. I didn’t know I had made his ass cream like that. That shit looked so sexy. His juices were all over my dick and his cum was still on my chest and abs.

           “You want me to jack off to cum?” I asked him as I played with my dick.

           “No, put it back inside,” he said.

           “Are you sure? You can tap out if you want.”

           “Boy, get over here and fuck this ass some more. You know you want to.”

           He was right. I smiled as I jumped back onto the bed. I kissed him a few times and rubbed on his asshole before positioning myself to fuck him from the side. I lifted his left leg and found his asshole with my dick. I slowly pushed it back inside and put my leg up so that I could fuck him deeper. While I fucked him, he licked his finger and then reached under us to rub my asshole with it. He carefully slid his finger into my asshole and it felt so fucking good. Now he really had my toes curled up. I’d never had my ass played with but was curious about it. Having his finger inside me while my dick was fucking his ass pushed me over the edge.

           “I’m gonna cum,” I called out. “Armani, I’m gonna cum! Of fuck, baby!”

           I kept fucking him as my dick released a heavy load of cum deep into his ass. My asshole tightened around his finger and I had to make him remove it because my ass and dick had become too sensitive. I slowly pulled my dick out of his ass and collapsed on my back. It took us both a little while to catch our breaths and once we did, we kissed again. When we stopped kissing, I grabbed a towel he had on the nightstand and put it under him. He looked at me with a look of confusion on his face.

           “What are you doing?” he asked.

           “Push that nut out,” I told him. “I wanna see it.”

           “You are so nasty.”

           He giggled as he spread his legs and relaxed his ass muscles. He pushed a little and my cum rolled out of his ass and onto the towel. It was so white and thick. I bent down and licked his asshole, causing him to moan out loud. I sucked on it and tasted my cum from it. I’d never gotten that freaky with anyone before but I didn’t care. He was mine and I was his so I was doing shit I would never do with anyone else. After kissing each other for a long time while listening to TLC’s “Red Light Special,” we got up and took another shower together. Our lovemaking had worn us both out so we fell asleep butt ass naked on his bed after out shower.

           The next morning, I woke up and kissed his lips while he was still sleeping. I then carefully climbed out of his bed and put on my underwear before leaving his room. I went into his kitchen and started making some breakfast for us. That was another thing I never did for anybody I had sex with. Usually I’d sneak out and head home but with Armani, I wanted to do everything that I could for him. So I made us some pancakes on his countertop griddle and cooked some sausage, cheese eggs and hash browns on his stove. He walked into the kitchen yawning just as I was finishing up.

           “Khalil, you didn’t have to cook breakfast,” he said with a smile. “I could’ve ordered us something.”

           “Order?” I asked. “You sure you from the South?” I laughed and kissed his cheek. “Good morning.”

           “Good morning, sexy.” He sat down at his kitchen table. “Mmm, that smells great. The ass must’ve been good for you to cook all that.”

           “You have no idea. Like do you ever just rub on your ass and taste it? If I were you, I’d be lounging around here butt ass naked just playing with myself all day. That’s how sexy you are.”

           He burst out in laughter and admitted, “I do have fun with myself. But those days are over. I have a boyfriend who can handle all of that for me.”

           “That’s right, boo.” I kissed him again. “Damn, even your morning breath tastes good.”

           “You are a trip.” He laughed again and fastened his robe. “So, what do you have planned for today?”

           “I don’t have anything to do. I was hoping we could spend the day together. Unless you got stuff to do.”

           “I have some errands to run but other than that, I’m down for anything with you.”

           “Okay, cool.” I put the food on some plates for us and took them to the table. “Orange juice, grape juice, or water?”

           “I see you went through all of my refrigerator.” He laughed. “Orange juice is fine.”

           I poured us some glasses of orange juice and took them to the table. I sat down beside him and began eating. That’s when my phone started vibrating on the table. I picked it up to see it was a text message from Sydney’s crazy ass. I blocked her number and then sat my phone back down.

           “Who was that?” Armani asked me.

           “Sydney,” I told him. “I blocked her. And before I forget…” I slid a list of my social media passwords to him. “That’s everything. I want you to be able to trust me, Armani.”

           “I already do.”

           “Still, hold onto those.”

           “I’ll write mine down for you, too.”

           “You don’t have to do that.”

           “Yes I do. If this is going to work, it has to be equal effort on both of our parts. Gay relationships are extremely difficult to keep together, especially here in L.A.”

           “True. I think…no I know we’ll make it though.” I grabbed his hand. “I’m already in love with you. My heart belongs to you, baby.” I kissed him and smiled at him as we went back to eating breakfast together.

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