Gemini King

           Ray made it his mission to annoy the fuck out of me that night. My mom had been married to Ray for about six years and he went from being an alright person to being this constantly angry man. It was like no matter how hard I tried to stay on his good side, he always found something to bitch about. So, I’d just gotten off of work that night and was in my room minding my business when he barged in like a crazy person to get on me about tracking dirt into the house when I walked in. We had a back and forth argument and then this nigga decided to push me in my own room. Needless to say, it got out of hand.

           “No!” my mama screamed as she tried to keep me from hitting Ray back. “Khalid, stop it!”

           “Move ma!” I shouted. “I don’t wanna hurt you but this nigga just put his hands on me! I am a grown ass man!”

           “Then act like it,” Ray said.

           “Ma, move!” I managed to get around her for a second and popped Ray one good time in the jaw. He stumbled back and fell, hitting the back of his head hard on my doorknob on his way down.

           “Oh my God!” my mama cried as she bent down to help him. When she touched the back of his head and saw blood on her hand, she looked back at me and screamed, “Get out!”

           “Are you for real? You’re throwing me out? He put his hands on me first.”

           “If you don’t leave this house right now, I will call the police.” She turned her attention back to Ray and asked him, “Are you okay, baby?”

           “I’m okay, Kim,” he told her. After they stood back up, he looked at me and said, “I want you out of this house.”

           “You know what, fuck it! I’ll move out. I’m sick of this shit anyway. I work and pay bills around here but I don’t get treated like an adult! When you’re not treating me like a kid, you’re treating me like I’m a criminal even though I’ve never been in trouble. I finished high school and tech school and I am gonna own my own mechanics shop one day. When I make it, I don’t wanna hear shit from you.”

           “Whatever,” said Ray. “You have done nothing but make your mother upset lately. You come in at odd hours on the weekends, bringing your little boyfriends of the night in here with you.”

           “Oh, so we’re back to you having a problem with me being gay?” I sat down so that I could unplug and shut down my MacBook while also getting on my phone to text a friend. I looked at my mama and told her, “I hope you enjoy throwing your only child out over a bigot, ma.”

                                            Me (Khalid Mosley)

           “He is not a bigot,” she snapped. “He’s right, you have no respect for us. You bring guys over here and play loud music so we can’t hear you in here having sex. It’s disrespectful, Khalid.”

           Stress had been eating away at me the entire workday and I just wanted to leave the office; however, I couldn’t because my department had to meet an impossible deadline. I would’ve given anything for a drink and a massage that night. Instead, I was most likely going to go home to my nagging fiancée, Erica, and her annoying miniature poodle, Holly. As the clock got closer to striking midnight, my team got their shit together and we made enough progress to call it a night. I admit, I wasn’t as relieved as I should’ve been because I was horny and I knew Erica would fuss about me coming in so late instead of giving me some pussy. I had no idea I’d end up finding another way to relieve my stress that night.

           “That’s the end of it,” I said to my subordinates. “We have met this quarter’s fiscal deadline. Congratulations.”

           “I’m out this bitch,” Leon, my right-hand, called out before strolling over to the elevators.

           I laughed and told everyone else, “Goodnight.”

           While they all headed to the elevator, I felt the sudden urge to take a piss. So, I headed to the men’s room to handle that. I halfway expected someone to walk in—which always seemed to make my dick hard—but no one ever did. I finished pissing and washed my hands before snapping a pic of myself with my phone to prove to Erica that I actually was at work late. She was always accusing me of seeing some other woman when in reality, I was more likely to cheat on her with another man. Bisexuality remained the ultimate test I had yet to conquer.

                                        Me (Cameron Clark)

           I was in the middle of shutting everything down for the night when I heard a noise from the supply closet near my office. I stepped inside to see one of my subordinates, Antoine Ivory, was in there organizing some supplies. Out of my team of fifteen, Antoine was the one who gave me the least amount of bullshit every day. He did what he had to do and never complained about anything. I could always depend on him; and to a somewhat equal extent, Leon to help us advance through the workday. Beyond his dependability, he was sexy as fuck.

           “Mr. Ivory,” I said, startling him a little. “You do know everyone else has gone home, right?”

                                             Antoine Ivory

           He looked at me and replied, “I know you have to come in here and check all of this stuff before you can leave and I just wanted to help out. You seem a little more…stressed than normal.”