#trueb

A few weeks ago I tried to fuck another nigga

Yep…me...

I actually tried it yall

I knew he kinda liked me, so I chatted his ass up

The convos were cool, interesting even

We had some common interests, even been some of the same places

I found myself feeling him, becoming a little partial to him

I let it go on for a few more weeks, just to see how patient he was

You see, I’d already made up in my mind that I wanted to know what that dick was hittin’ for; whether he was packing that King Kong in them boxers…or just a slick waste of my time

But to my surprise he stayed consistent

Calling my ass all the time, sending ‘Good morning’ texts everyday…you know, the usual

So I figured hey….why not….

He’s proven himself…right?

So I invited him over (mind you, it’s the first time he’s been to my place)

I had it smelling good and shit; I set my favorite candles out

I had the TV on a chill movie, with not too much action and not too much love

I had on some shorts and a low cut tank with no draws

My ass was fucking READY you hear me?!

I could feel him inching his way to sit closer to me on the couch…and hell, I fucking let him

He starts cutting his eye at me on the sly, and that’s when I knew the time was near

I saw him licking his thick ass lips and shit

And hot damn I wanted them motherfuckas all over me

They just looked like they could do some damage

Finally though….

The moment had come

He had made his way to sit damn near right up under me

He turned to me and smiled, making sure everything was still good

You know, asking the universal ‘you ready to fuck’ question

Shit…I smiled back, letting him know my ass was right there with him

He leaned in to start the little foreplay kissing action…

And that’s when I smelled it

Man…my ass got stiff as a fucking board

It’s like somebody else had entered the fucking room or something

I felt in horror as my sexual appetite dried up faster than a damn desert

I couldn’t do nothing but sign loud and hard as I sat back from him, way back... closing my eyes in pure defeat

I knew immediately it was nothing I could do to fight this; hell, the damage was already done

He of course asked me what was wrong, and I gave the first lie that came to my head

My ass was coming down with something and I didn’t want to give it to him...which was partially true...

I could tell in his eyes that he wanted to call 'bullshit', but he went with it, asking was it anything he could do

I told him no, and that I probably just needed some hot tea and some rest

After an excruciating hug, he got his coat and left

I sagged against the door shaking my head and cussing myself out so bad I just knew the neighbors could hear me

All that work of getting to know him, checking if he was consistent, setting up tonight and getting ready…

All of that…

All of it…

Was completely undone by the smell of HIS cologne

True shit, it just don’t smell right on another man

Even after all these years I just have to obey that shit…no matter how long it’s been since I’ve seen him

And forreal yall...I wasn't even mad...