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           I couldn’t even lie; I was hurt as I watched her pack all of her stuff up. I was happy to be done with it, but it still hurt. Me and Tyra had been together since meeting in tech school. I loved her and did so much for her, including helping her take care of her five-year-old son whenever she got to spend time with him. The whole point of her moving into my place was so she could have a chance at getting custody of Tyler from her mama. After everything I’d done for her, she cheated on me. She had some fake ass thug wannabe hood nigga in my bed while I was working. And I wouldn’t have known had I not placed a camera in our bedroom one morning because I’d found a tiny part of what looked like a condom wrapper on the floor. When I watched the footage, I didn’t even go wild on her. I just told her it was over and made her leave. I called her a couple of days later to let her come get the rest of her stuff.

           “I wish you would let me explain,” she said after stepping back into the bedroom. “I can’t believe you’re throwing me out like this, Kevin.”

           “And I can’t believe you had some drugged up nigga in my bed,” I snapped back at her.

           “He’s not on drugs. Deon is just a guy I knew from around the way. I don’t care about him like that. I love you, Kevin. You know I do.”

           “Get your shit and get the fuck out, Tyra. I was nice enough not to toss your shit out in the street. I paid for half of them clothes anyway.” I shook my head. “You don’t love me. If you did, you wouldn’t have had that nigga up in my house.”

           “I pay bills in here, too.”

           “Well, now you off the hook for that. Go stay with that nigga and help pay his bills. Oh let me guess, he ain’t even got a place? He homeless, ain’t he?”

           “You probably were cheating on me anyway.” She picked up a box of shoes and I slapped it out of her hand, causing her to jump.

           “I never once cheated on you! And women are always hitting on me and trying to give me some pussy, but I stayed loyal to you. The only reason why we haven’t been fucking is because you were getting some dick on the side!”

           “No, you stopped fucking me weeks before I hooked up with Deon!”

           “Because I was busy getting the business started with Aaron and Mel! I told your simple ass that I was gonna put all my focus into getting our business off the ground! And I told you that once everything calmed down after the shop has been opened for a few months, we’d get back to normal.” I felt myself getting emotional and I hated that shit. I calmed down and told her, “You need to get the fuck out right now.”

           She started crying again and it pissed me off even more. She bent down to pick up the pair of shoes that had fallen from the box when I slapped it out of her hand. “What am I supposed to do about Tyler? The custody hearing is in two weeks, Kevin.”

           “This ain’t about Tyler. I’ll still be in his life. I can go by your mama’s house and see him or take him to basketball games and stuff. I’m just done with you, Tyra. I don’t give second chances. I never have and I never will. You should’ve been thinking about Tyler before you brought some random nigga up in my house. Tyler is better off with his grandma. At least she won’t have him near any drugged out dudes.”

           “You know how much I wanted my baby back! Fuck you, Kevin!”

           “Fuck me? Bitch…” I grabbed the rest of her shit off my bed and stormed out of my room. She followed me downstairs, crying as if she really cared about me. I knew she didn’t care about me. She only wanted to use me to get her son back. I tossed her shit all over the lawn. I wasn’t going to do it but she pissed me off. “Now you got all your shit. Pick it up off the lawn and get the fuck on. And you can keep the key because I got a locksmith coming in an hour to change all the locks.”

           “So that’s it? I don’t even have anywhere to go, Kevin.”

           “I don’t give a fuck. Pick your shit up off the lawn and put it in your car, and get your car out of here. I already called the property owner and told him to put you on the ban list. You try to get in through the gate after today and they’re gonna call the police on you. We’re over. I don’t wanna see you anymore and I don’t give a fuck about you anymore. After all the shit I done did for you…just get the fuck outta here, Tyra.”

           I gave her one last look before going back inside and closing the door. She picked her stuff up from the lawn and put it in her busted up Honda Civic. She sat in the car crying for about thirty minutes and then finally left. I felt like crying myself but I wasn’t gonna shed any tears over that bitch. I’d already washed my sheets and pillowcases and blanket, but it wasn’t enough to ease my mind. So I ordered a whole new bed online and decided I was gonna sleep downstairs on my sofa until the new bed arrived in a few days. I then took off my work clothes and hopped into the shower, hoping it would relieve some of my stress.

           It should’ve been a time for celebration. Me and my homeboys had finally gotten a fair loan to start up our car maintenance, paint and body shop. We’d only been open for a month and a half and were already making a ton of money. Instead of celebrating, I was dealing with drama and a broken heart. I had no idea Tyra was cheating on me or for how long. All I knew was that I was in love with her and I was gonna ask her to marry me once everything got settled with the shop. My whole world had gone to shit in a matter of days. How was I gonna face my family and friends after what happened? I could already feel the embarrassment.

                                             Me (Kevin)

           So after my shower, I went downstairs and picked up my lab results from the health clinic. I’d gotten tested the same day that I learned she was cheating. I took the paper out of the envelope and unfolded it. When I saw negative checked off for everything, I sighed the biggest sigh of relief in my life. I don’t know what I would’ve done had she given me something, especially something I couldn’t get rid of. I owned two guns so I probably would’ve killed her and the dude she was cheating with. Then my life really would’ve been ruined.

           “I’m good,” I said to myself as I read the results a tenth time. “Fuck that bitch.”

           After the locksmith came and changed my locks, I made myself something to eat and it wasn’t until I turned on the TV that I realized Tyra really was gone for good. An Empire marathon was on and that was her favorite show. We used to cuddle up on the sofa together and watch the new episodes. That shit really got to me. I couldn’t even eat after thinking about that. I turned the TV off and even though I felt like crying, I kept it all inside. I was in the middle of putting the food up in the fridge when my iPhone started vibrating in my pocket. I looked at it to see it was Dani, my barber.

           “Wassup Dani,” I answered.

           “Hey,” he said on the other end. “You missed your appointment today. I was calling to see if you wanted to reschedule.”

           “Ah shit. I forgot all about it. My bad.”

           “That’s unusual for you. I’m used to seeing you in here every Friday afternoon.”

           I don’t know what compelled me to do it, but I found myself asking him, “Can you come to my house?”

           “I don’t usually make house calls but…”

           “Dani, my head is in a bad place but not because I need a haircut. I need…look, I need somebody to talk to that knows me but won’t judge me. We talk to each other about personal stuff all the time while you cut my hair but you don’t know my people or anything like that. I’d understand if you don’t wanna come over though.”

           “Nah, I can come over.”

           “You sure?”

           “Yeah. We’re cool and we do talk to each other about everything. I feel like I know your friends and Tyra even though I haven’t met them.” He laughed a little. “What time do you need me to be there?”

           “You don’t gotta rush or anything. Just get here when you can. I’m at the Lafayette Townhome subdivision off Woodlake Road. You know where that is?”

           “My GPS will find it.”

           “Okay. When you get here, press the code 4088 into the gate keypad and the gate will open.”

           “Alright. I’ll be out there as soon as I finish up with my last client.”

           “Okay. See you when you get here.” I ended the call and then left my kitchen.

           Dani Oakman had been my barber for a year, ever since I started going to Sula’s Beauty Salon & Barbershop downtown. His full name was Daniel but he hated it when people called him that. To be honest, his nickname fit him more than his full name. He was a short feminine dude with tattoos all over his left arm. I first went to his chair one day when I was in a hurry to get a fresh lineup before a surprise birthday party for Tyra. He didn’t have any clients scheduled so I chose him out of convenience. He turned out to be the best barber to ever touch my head. He also gave me good advice and listened to me talk about my problems. I thought that was why my mind forced me to invite him over, but I would soon learn it was something else.

           “Did I catch you at a bad time?” he asked, looking me up and down as he stood in the doorway. “I could wait out here if you need to finish getting dressed or something.”

           “I always walk around shirtless when I’m home,” I told him. “I’m used to it. I can put on a shirt if it makes you more comfortable.”

           “No, it’s fine.”

           “Okay. Come on in.” I stepped back and let him into my house.

           He looked around and smiled before saying, “Wow, this place is nice. I bet you spend a good grip to live here.”

           “Yeah, I do.”

           “Is your girlfriend here? It would be cool to finally meet the beautiful woman you love talking about. Did you get her the roses I told you to get? Women love it when you get them something for no reason.”

           “Dani, she’s gone.”

           “What do you mean?”

           “Earlier this week I caught Tyra cheating on me.”

           “What? Oh my God. Kevin…”

           “I threw her out and I’m all fucked up over it. I wanted to call my homeboys but I’m too ashamed. I don’t know what to do. My dream has always been to have my own business, a nice house and a wife and kids to share it all with.”

           “Kevin, I’m so sorry.”

           “I’ve been with her for four years and she just threw it away like it ain’t mean shit to her. You know how much I loved her. I talked to you about her all the time and you’d give me advice and…this shit is so fucked up.”

           “You didn’t buy the engagement ring yet, did you?”

           “No.”

           “Good. Are you absolutely sure you want it to be over?”

           “Yes. I don’t let people fool me more than once. I had to cut her loose. The fact that she had some nigga up in my house and in my bed just pisses me off whenever I think about it.”

           “Then don’t think about it. The first thing you have to do is forget about her. It is going to take time for you to get over it. Sometimes, you never get over something like this.”

           “You’ve been cheated on before?”

           “Only once. My last relationship.” He shook his head. “But I’m not here to talk about me. You’re my friend and you obviously need a shoulder to cry on.” He opened his arms.

           “I don’t need to cry. I just…”

           “You still need a hug. Come on, it’s just us two here.”

           For the first time in a long time, I let my guard down. I was much taller than Dani but the moment we hugged, I felt so small. I realized in that moment that I was right to call him over. He definitely knew how to make me feel better. And he smelled so good. His skin was so soft and soothing. The hug only lasted a few seconds but it was enough to elevate my mood. Dani backed up and hopped up on my kitchen counter and that’s when I noticed he was wearing a crop top. I had no idea his body was so toned.

                                             Dani Oakman

           “You should get her back,” he said as his legs dangled over the backside of the counter.

           “What do you mean?”

           “Does she have any prettier friends?”

           “Well…yeah.”

           “Hook up with one of them.”

           “Nah, that ain’t my style.”

           “Either way, you need some sexual healing. I know some good girls that are cool with one-night stands if you…”

           “Sexual healing?”

           “Yeah. You know, like the Marvin Gaye song? I love that song.”

           “What good would that do, Dani? I don’t even know how to pull off a one-night stand anymore.”

           “In the immortal words of Marvin, ‘it helps to relieve the mind and it’s good for us.’ That man was a lyrical genius.”

           I laughed and said, “You can’t be serious.”

           “I’m drop dead serious, Kev. When my last boyfriend cheated on me, I went crazy. It wasn’t until my friends hooked me up with this sexy tall chocolate brotha that I finally found my sanity again. He had me sore for a week but it was so worth it. Like before, all I could do was think about was how wrong my ex had done me. But after that first real orgasm…”

           “Real orgasm?”

           “Like Marvin said, ‘please don’t procrastinate, it’s not good to masturbate.’ The orgasms from self-play can be just as good as the real deal but only the real deal takes your mind off of everything. You know why?”

           “Why?”

           “Because you want the person you’re with to feel the pleasure you’re feeling. You want to know if you’re hitting their spot. The determination combined with expectation is just…sexual healing.”

           With all the advice Dani had given me over the past year, the advice he was giving me in that moment was like real music to my ears. It was crazy that the moment he started talking about sexual healing, I stopped thinking about Tyra. I don’t know if that was because I actually was horny or if I was just looking for something to take my mind off of her. Either way, it was working. Sex definitely was a stress reliever, too. I hadn’t had sex in a month because I was so busy with starting up the business. I hadn’t even jacked off because all I did was go straight to bed after getting home from work.

           I couldn’t believe the thoughts I was starting to have but before I could even stop myself, I asked him, “How long has it been since you had it?”

           “Had what?”

           “Some sexual healing?”

           He smiled and replied, “I had a friend with benefits between February and April, but I decided to end it because he got back with his girlfriend. He wanted to keep it going on the side but I’m not cool with that.”

           “So that’s your type, straight-like dudes?”

           “Sometimes I go lesbian.”

           “Lesbian?”

           “Fool around with another fem. What can I say? I love to eat ass and share a double-headed dildo every now and then.” He covered his mouth and giggled. “I better stop. I know you don’t wanna hear that.”

           “What advice would you give to a dude that you’d known for a while but didn’t know he was curious? Would you just give him advice or would you be willing to offer him some sexual healing?”

           He stared into my eyes and just sat there looking at me for the longest before bursting out in laughter. “You play too much, Kev.”

           “I’m not playing.”

           “Boy, you are not curious.”

           “Okay, you got me. I’ve had some experience before.”

           “Kevin, come on now. Why are you playing.”

           I took a deep breath before admitting, “In high school, I let this gay dude I went to school with and who lived across the street from me suck my dick. He used to always say off the wall shit to me every day after we got off the bus, and one day he told me he’d suck my dick from the back and I got harder than a brick. We went into his house and he did it. I kept thinking he was gonna trick me and try to put something in my ass like his tongue or a finger, but he didn’t. But just the thought of him trying it…” My dick started to get hard in my sweatpants. It didn’t help that I wasn’t wearing underwear. “I only let him suck me that one time and Dani, I’ll never forget it. He blew my mind.”

           “Are you being for real?”

           “Yes. I’ve never told anybody about it until now.”

           “And why are you telling me now?”

           “Because we both need some of that sexual healing right about now.” I moved closer to him and got in between his legs. My dick was stiff by that point. “You said you love to eat ass, right?”

           “Yeah.”

           “How about this: if you eat mine then I’ll eat yours?”

           “Kevin, I don’t know. I mean…”

           I stopped him by grabbing him by his slim waist. I pulled him down from the counter and onto my body. He wasn’t putting up a fight so I went ahead and kissed him. My curiosity never really went away after my teen years. I suppressed it for the longest and now that my relationship with Tyra was over, it was taking over me. I wasn’t sure how consequential it would be if I were to take it there with Dani, but in the moment I didn’t give a damn about the consequences. With that first kiss on his soft lips, I knew it would be another unforgettable sexual experience for me.

           After taking him over to my sofa and gently lying him on it, I didn’t even give him an option to object to what was going down. I pulled off his Nikes and socks and started pulling off his fitted black sweatpants. I expected him to stop me then but instead, he lifted his lower body and allowed me to take them off. He had on a pair of black boxer briefs underneath and I took them off too. He was completely shaven and his uncut dick was hard like mine. I leaned forward to kiss him again and his dick pressed against my abs.

           “Wait,” he said while pulling away from my kisses. “How far are we going exactly? Do you have condoms?”

           “Nah,” I told him. “But I do have this.” I reached over to my coffee table and picked up my recent test results. He read them and then smiled.

           “I got tested in February and had a follow up the other day. Posted the results on my Instagram to shut down some haters.” He picked up his phone and brought up his Instagram account. He showed me the post proving his negative test results. He’d gone to the same clinic as me.

           “Damn, guess that takes care of that.”

           “Still, I need to know if this is just casual sex or something else. I do still have to cut your hair, you know.”

           “We’ll figure it out after the fact.”

           I stood up and he immediately grabbed my big bulge in my sweatpants. I had close to eleven inches when fully hard so I understood the look of uncertainty on his face. Many women, including Tyra, had given me that same exact look the first time they experienced it. I pulled it out and his mouth dropped. Instead of letting him suck it, I turned around and put my ass in his face. I slowly pulled my sweatpants down to the floor and stepped out of them.

           “Remember our deal?” I asked him.

           No more needed to be said because within seconds, he was kissing my butt cheeks. He wasn’t even licking my asshole yet and I was already about to lose it. I’d always wanted to have my ass licked and even played with but could never find the nerve to ask any of the women I’d been with to do it. When he parted my cheeks with his hands and made me bend over a little, my heart skipped a beat. He kissed it a few times before licking it nice and slow, up and down. It tickled a little at first but then it started feeling like a part of me was being unlocked for the very first time. I could literally feel my stress fading away. And when he started rimming it, my knees began to buckle.

           “Ooh fuck,” I moaned. “I didn’t think it would feel this…” He shoved the tip of his tongue inside my asshole and I moaned in a higher pitch than normal.

           That’s when I had to pull away. I wasn’t expecting that much of a burst of pleasure. I maneuvered around him and climbed onto the sofa on my knees. I arched my back a little and he quickly got down on the floor and buried his face between my butt cheeks. I must’ve cleaned back there good during that shower because he wasn’t even coming up for air. My dick was leaking precum like crazy onto the sofa and I didn’t even give a fuck. He had my mind in another zone by that point. I couldn’t even touch my dick because if I did, I knew I’d cum way too soon.

           “Turn over,” he instructed me.

           I turned over and came down to the edge of the sofa before pulling my legs up and exposing my now wet asshole to him. He went back to eating me and that time he made my toes curl up in my socks. Looking down at him while he kissed, sucked, rimmed and stabbed my asshole with his tongue was driving me even more wild. Every now and then my dick would pulsate and jump up before flopping back down on my stomach. More precum dripped from it, too. He finally grabbed my dick and sucked it while my legs were still up and spread. While sucking it and tasting my precum, he rubbed on my asshole with his index finger.

           “Push it in,” I told him. “Please push it in.”

           “No,” he said. “I wanna catch you when you least expect it. I wanna make you lose control, Kev.”

           “Damn, I can’t take the teasing. Finger me, baby.”

           He didn’t finger me but he started licking up and down my dick to my balls and then to my ass. After a couple of minutes of that, I felt like I was gonna cum and had to stop him. With my dick, balls and ass wet from his freaky tongue, I sat up and pressed my lips against his. I tasted the flavor of my ass on his lips. It took the freakiness I was already feeling to another level. After kissing for the longest, I helped him out of his crop top because I didn’t want him to get it messy. I then grabbed him and lifted him up onto my body. I lifted him up so that his ass was on my face. He grabbed onto the wall and moaned as I licked all up in that tight asshole.

           “Oh Kev,” he called out. “Yeah, baby! Eat that ass.”

           I smacked his butt cheeks with one hand while keeping him balanced on my face with the other. He was so lightweight that I wasn’t even struggling to keep him up. And his ass tasted like the sweetest cherry in the world. It smelled like he’d just taken a fresh bath even though he’d been at work in the beauty shop all day. If he smelled and tasted that good after being at work all day, then I couldn’t even imagine how he’d really be after a bath or shower. The thought of having that scent on my dick nearly drove me over the edge. I wanted to fuck him for hours.

           “Do you have lube?” he asked while riding my face.

           I stopped eating for a second and replied, “No.”

           “Damn. I don’t think I can get fucked tonight anyway.”

           “Why?”

           “Because I didn’t Fleet before coming over here. I had no idea you were gonna pull this freaky shit.”

           “What’s Fleet?”

           “Something that would’ve allowed you to explore a deeper part of me. Your dick is so big. I would love to attempt the challenge.”

           “I guess this won’t just be one night then, huh?” I smiled at him before going back to tasting that ass.

           He rode my face for a good while before climbing down and teasing me by acting like he was gonna sit on my dick. He’d grab my dick and press it up against his tight opening. I couldn’t take the teasing so I put him on his back, spread his legs, and starting rimming him again while jacking off his thick uncut dick with my left hand. When he grabbed his own legs and kept them pinned back, I used my right hand to jackoff. I wasn’t gonna cum until I got to see him cum.

           “Oh fuck,” he said in a high-pitched moan. “Kevin!”

           “That’s right,” I said with a big smile. “Say my name, baby.”

           “Kevin! Oh!”

           His body started shaking and his dick shot out five quick splashes of thick and creamy cum all over his toned stomach. I kept jacking him off until the sensitivity became too much for him. I then licked up all the cum and kissed him to share it with him. When his body calmed down, he sat up and started licking and biting on my nipples. I don’t know how he knew I loved having my nipples played with but that shit felt amazing.

           “Lay back,” he told me. “It’s your turn.”

           I lied on my back and instead of sucking my dick, he snatched off my socks and began to kiss and lick on my feet. I jacked off as I watched him lick up and down the soles and suck on my toes. He looked so fucking sexy playing with my size twelves. I wanted him to keep doing it but he started kissing up my legs and thighs. He made me spread them and pull them up a little and that’s when I knew what he was about to do. He licked the index finger of his left hand and got it wet before carefully pushing it up against my extremely tight asshole. The moment he was able to work the tip of it in, my mind entered a whole new phase.

           “Oh shit,” I said in a whisper.

           I relaxed and exhaled and my asshole allowed more of his finger inside. Once he got the whole finger in, he took control of my dick with his right hand. He jerked me while fingering me at the same time and I knew I didn’t have long before I was gonna be shooting nut all over the place. I played with my nipples as I felt that orgasm coming. Just as I was about to cum, he started sliding in his middle finger while his index finger was still in me. That’s when I lost complete control. I was moaning louder than I’d ever moaned before, and I don’t even remember if I was saying actual words. I really just lost it.

           “I’m gonna cum!” I shouted. “Fuck!”

           My body jolted forward with each pump of cum that left my dick. After the eighth one, I lost count. I’d never had such a powerful and strong orgasm in my twenty-five-year-old life. His two fingers were still deep in my ass and my asshole was tightening up on them. I had to stop him from jerking my dick because the sensitivity was really too much to handle. He slowly pulled his two fingers out, one after the other. I rubbed on my hole to make sure it was still intact. I then grabbed his hand and sucked on the two fingers he’d used to pleasure me. I tasted my ass and got turned on once again before kissing his lips.

           “Luckily you hadn’t eaten anything before this,” he said with a laugh. “Or that would’ve gotten messy.”

           “I almost ate dinner before you called me, too,” I told him, causing us both to laugh hard.

           “Damn, did we really just do that?”

           “Yep. And I better get my next haircut for free after making you cum all over yourself.”

           “Excuse you? You’re the one who was speaking in tongues. You might have made me cum, but I made you lose it. I could see it in your eyes and here it in your moans, daddy. And them toes were curled. I saw that, too.”

           “Alright, you got me. You got me good. You won that. But only because I haven’t busted in like a month.”

           “Yeah right, I’d make you cum like that over and over and over again.”

           “Spend the night with me.”

           “What?”

           “Spend the night here. I wasn’t gonna sleep in my bed again but I can if you’re in it with me.”

           “Kevin…”

           “I know what you’re gonna say and before you say it, I’ll be honest. I don’t know if this is a rebound and I don’t wanna hurt you. I just wanna see where it goes. In the back of my mind, I think I’ve always had a think for you. But I was with Tyra and I cared too much about how people would view me after I did something like this, even if they don’t know I did it. I just don’t give a fuck anymore, Dani. I gotta stop doing shit based off of how I want people to see me. I gotta do shit that makes me feel good. Had I been doing that, I would’ve never gotten with Tyra in the first place.”

           “Damn, that sexual healing really is something, ain’t it? It’s such a rush, huh?”

           “Yes. When I’m with you, I don’t feel limits. I can’t even see them. You’re feminine and while you were fingering me, I thought about you fucking me with that phat uncut dick. I bet you ain’t never been the giver, huh?”

           “No, never. You’d let me top you?”

           “Hell yes. But only you. I don’t cheat. Even though we haven’t set any rules for this thing, I want it to just be between me and you. You cool with that?”

           He thought about it and smiled before saying, “Yeah. I’m cool with that.”

           “That’s wassup, baby. Let’s go take a shower and then I can heat up some of that food I cooked earlier for us.”

           We jumped up and ran upstairs. After making out in the shower and cleaning our bodies, we came back down in nothing but towels and ate together at my kitchen table. The friendship between us was still there and that was important. I wasn’t sure if we’d only be friends with benefits after that or if we’d actually become boyfriends, but I was definitely sure that sexual healing was a real thing. I never once thought about my relationship with Tyra for the rest of that night and had a feeling I never would again.

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So the nigga comes in and sits down in the living room, makes himself at home. He sits down right next to the big ass sweaty butt print that I left where I was sitting on my couch.

I just stood there shaking my head like “🙊oh shit”…still sweating hard as fuck, hands covered in Albolene, dick semi-hard and bouncing around inside my shorts.

I went to the bedroom to grab some bud from a glass jar and throw on a shirt. When I came out the bedroom, this nigga asks me “Say bruh, wtf is this shit?”

I walked over and he was holding a bottle of Man Scent poppers. I was like 🙈….

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So I walked over and grabbed them shits outta his hand, stuck em in my pocket. Then I sat down and started breaking up the weed. He sparked a blunt he already rolled up and we started shootin the shit, talkin about a movie or sumn.

So in the back of my mind, I’m thinking “cool…he ain’t stuttin that shit. Dodged that bullet. Whew”

So I went to the kitchen to dump the guts outta the cigarillo I had just split. Suddenly, I hear the TV turn on in the living room. Then I heard “Oh shit…”

When I went back the nigga was standing up, looking at the last thing that I was watching….a flick from BlackBreeders.com….

He turned, looked at me, and said

“What the fuck, bruh? It’s like THIS?!”

Then he walked over and passed me the blunt….

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“Tryna get on the game, yo?” I asked him.

“Yea lol…let’s do that, mane lol” he replied.

He went over to the XBox, popped in a disc and grabbed a controller. Then he took off his shirt and stood in front the TV.

Gray sweats saggin, ass completely out like niggas be doing. I’m thinking “wow…that’s a first”

Then he sat on the couch and was like “You ready?”

I said “….What?”

Then he stood up and bent over to grab the other controller. For a long ass time, tho…

I just stood there lookin, like 🤔hmm…then he said

“Come on”

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So I went over, grabbed the controller and sat down. I took a moment to really look at this cat, namean. We had smoked a couple of times before, one time his girl was in the cipher. I had never looked at the nigga “that way”. But I was lookin now.

Why hadn’t I noticed before how this nigga was sexy as fuck? He was a little shorter than me, about 6’ even. Darkskinned and handsome, kinda ruff lookin wit a scar in his eyebrow. Black ass lips from constant smoking. Tattoos across on his neck and across his belly…slim and toned, shoulder length dreds, wit a fat ass booty. Nigga had a wedgie…the whole scene was electric, you could feel it: this nigga wanted me to do sumn.

Then he stood up, reached into his back pocket and a pack of Newports magically fell to floor.

So went he bent over to pick em up I said fuck it…I reached over and firmly gripped his right cheek, shook it and slid my hand across to the left.

And he stood up and let his sweatpants drop below his knees, started taking off his shoes…

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He got one shoe off before I started eating in his ass, face buried all up in his wedgie, sniffing and chewing on his hole right thru his briefs. His booty smelled so good, like he had showered but it was still musky….my dick went brick hard instantly. I pulled it out.

Nigga said “Damn bruh, fuuuckkk!!”, so I kept on munching all up in that booty. He bent over and slid down his underwear then reached back between his legs and grabbed my dick. I stuck my tongue in his hole and he said

“DADDYYYYY FUUUCCCKKK!!!….where dat shit you had in that bottle?”

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I took out the poppers and gave him the bottle. He hit that shit and his hole opened up so big, nigga…

I had my mouth open wide with my lips sealed tight around his hole…my tongue going in and out the pink like a machine, his pussy was fartin in my mouth. I hit the poppers and went into a trance, suckin and tongue fucking his hole. It was loose. Wide open.

All I could think about was how easy my dick was gonna slide right on in. I was getting it ready too, spitting on it and jacking…but he had other plans.

He turned and kneeled in front of me, lifted my nutts with one hand, grabbed my ass with the other, and started suckin on the head of my dick. Thought my shit was gon pop, it was huge like a mushroom.

He licked my dick from the balls all the way to the tip, had it drippin…then he deepthroated my shit till his nose was in my pubic hairs. And he just chilled like that, massaging my dick with his throat and breathing deep inside my musty ass pubes, eyes closed and moaning. I put my hand on top his head and looked up at the ceiling…

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He finally let go of my dick and stood up. I turned his ass around and started rubbing my dick against his hole. He was like “I don’t be getting fucked like that, bruh…you gon have to go slow”.

“Aight yo…I got you. Relax.” I told him as I rubbed some spit on the head of my dick then slowly stuck it in.

I let it just chill right there for a second while I fucked wit his nipples. He loved that shit, I could tell by the way his hole was sucking on the tip of my dick. So I pulled out and stuck my tongue back in his ass…licked his insides, made everything nice and juicy. Now he was ready.

I slid my dick in him all the way down to balls. He yelled “Ohhh FUCK bruh…uhhhhhhh!!!” and I kissed him on his ear and told him “Shut the fuck up nigga”

I wrapped my arms around him and put one hand around his throat and grabbed him by his dick with the other. Then I walked him from the living room to the bedroom with my dick buried deep in his ass.

He was barely on his tiptoes talking bout “Nigga you too deep!!”, breathing wild and shaking his head like crazy with my hand around his throat and me digging in him, lifting him off the floor.

I bent him over the edge of the bed and started slamming my dick in him, saying one word with each hard thrust:

“Ain’t…this…what…you…wanted…nigga?!”

He screamed “uh HUHUUUUUHHhhhhhh but nigga IT HURT!”

So I started stroking his booty real smooth until he moaned and whispered “Ahhhh dat dick feel soooo GOOD”. Then his whole body relaxed and he gave me the pussy.

His booty creamed up and he started nutting out the ass. Eventually he couldn’t take no more and asked “Nigga when you gon gimme dat nutt?!”.

Almost on queue, I grabbed a fistful of his dreds and I bussed deep inside his booty. I put that shit in there to stay. I laid on top of him and dripped sweat on him, pressed my lips on his neck and let my dick chill in his booty. We caught a nap just like that, stuck together with our own juices…until it was time for his girl to come home.

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