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I’m in the middle of a writing groove with my next Wattpad story, so I’m putting the short stories on pause for a minute. For those of you who haven’t read my all of my stories, now would be a good time to check out my directories.

https://morrisondauthor.tumblr.com/directory1

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I’m in the middle of a writing groove with my next Wattpad story, so I’m putting the short stories on pause for a minute. For those of you who haven’t read my all of my stories, now would be a good time to check out my directories.

https://morrisondauthor.tumblr.com/directory1

https://morrisondauthor.tumblr.com/directory2

           Senior year at Braxton-Jacobs High was definitely a game-changing year for me. I’d gone from being somewhat of a nerd with a handful of friends to being cool with almost all of my peers. I say almost all because although I’d completely changed my image, there was one girl who still treated me like shit. Her name was Danielle Murphy and we used to be cool until seventh grade. For whatever reason, she became a major bitch to me and made it her mission to always fuck up my day. She once talked her friends into playing a prank on me where they somehow got the combination to my locker, stole my books, and tossed them in trash bins all around the school. Needless to say, I desperately wanted to get even.

           “Noah, how do you think you did on Mrs. Howell’s test?” my friend Caiden asked me as we sat in the senior lounge during our free period.

           “I know I got an A,” I answered confidently. “I mean, every question on the test came straight out of things that happened in chapters ten, eleven, and twelve from the book.”

           “Yeah, but I’m sure she put in a few trick questions.”

           “Even if she did, I know I still got an A.” The bell rang for seventh period and I asked him, “Are you staying after school today for the cyberteam meeting?”

                                              Me (Noah Ross)

           “Not today but I’ll definitely be at Thursday’s meeting when we get to hack computer systems again.”

           I rolled my eyes and said, “Of course you wouldn’t miss that. I’ll see you later, Caiden.”

           “Later, Noah.”

           We headed out of the senior lounge in separate directions. I was on my way to advanced biology in the building next door when I heard her annoying voice call out, “Girl, you gone be late if you don’t twirl and skip your fruity ass to your next class.”

           The night I met Derek Lewis was the night I became the man I am today. He completely changed my outlook on life. I’d been on the downlow since high school but I came out after being in a relationship with Derek for only six months. Those six months turned into five years and while I thought we were doing okay; he didn’t feel the same. I found out he’d been spending time with someone else and had been lying to me about hanging out with his friends. When I pressed him on it, he admitted that he’d been cheating on me for over a month. I was beyond devastated. I became broken and bitter and someone I didn’t recognize every time I looked at myself in the mirror. I needed to get back to being me but for a time, I didn’t know how. It wasn’t until Derek texted me out of the blue one day that I began to figure it all out.

           “You need some ass, Sherrod,” my best friend Brandon said to me as we exited the gym building into the parking garage. “Look, I fuck with this lil’ fem dude on the eastside with a bubble booty. He ain’t cheap but he got some serious skills. That’s my go-to when I can’t find any clean and good ass when I’m horny.”

           “You pay for ass?” I asked with a smirk.

           “Nigga, at least I don’t waste my money on OnlyFans!”

           “Hey, say what you want but at least I get my nut while looking at videos of good quality dudes I’d never get in person.”

           “True but it still ain’t got shit on the real thing. When was the last time you had some ass, dawg?”

           I paused by a concrete column and answered honestly, “My last time with Derek.”

                                          Me (Sherrod Hughes)

           “Wow. It’s been that long?”

           “Yeah, man.”

           “For what? Nigga, you used to get more ass than me back during our DL days. Them bottoms used to risk it all for some of that light-skinned pretty boy dick.” He laughed and asked, “What happened, bro?”

           I laughed and joked, “First of all, fuck you. Second, I just haven’t been looking. I mean, I get hit on and shit but I just don’t feel it.”

When I was in the 4th grade I had a school bully named Deon. Deon picked on me with every chance he got and I never knew why. I never told the teachers about him either. He would find and poke me with thumbtacks, call me a faggot, I didn’t even know what faggot meant at age 8, push me, and sometimes he would even flash me. I never knew why he bather me so much. I did have it rough when it came to school. I got away from him when I left middle school in the 5th grade, but when I got to high school to my surprise he attended the same school and had the same two classes with me. This time we were very much older and I guess being away from each other for 4 years he didn’t recognize me or know who I was, he acts like he didn’t know me at all. I didn’t get much attention from him during high school, he became the high school jock and extremely homophobic. But going into the years Deon was FINE!!! He kinda looks like..

Like I said FINE!! He had all the little high school girls on him, and that came with being stuck up and with a shitty attitude. Anyway didn’t think much of him, graduation came and thought I’ll never see them people again. Going into 3 years after school and getting to my sexuality, done all the fucking and sucking and had dudes that came and went and just being a responsible adult. It’s about Friday night, off work laying in bed rubbing my own ass the homie hit me up and ask me if I wanted to hit the gay club up? Hell, I’m down not doing anything. Showered got dress and feeling good, the homie came and get me and we speed off to the club. The club was creaking all the queens on the dance floor twerking while the “Trade” (hate that word) watch and grab on themselves. Me I’m sitting at the bar drinking croc for the first time since I’ve never had it. This dude walks up to me to offer to buy me another one. I look up at him and said

Me: Sure Guy: I’m Deon by the way? Me: Nice to meet you, Deon.

He sits next to me he seems a little nervous. We chit chat for a good, I’ll say a good 10 minutes until Soulja Boy Tell em came on. That song was popular at the time everybody ran to the dance floor during the entire dance routine.

He’s next to me and sync with my steps and having a good time with me. I was kinda feeling him, I love a dude that can dance well. And after Soulja boy went off a nice slow song comes on. Usher slow jam comes on so of course, it’s the freak hour where dudes take they shirts off and start dry humping and shit. Hell, we already dancing and having a good time so I took him, turns around and puts it on him.

He feeling me a little too hard because I feel that dick getting hard, So I turn around and start to face him still moving and graving to the beat. Don’t know where my friend is at but don’t care. After the song is over he asks me can I chill with him and the car and smoke. I don’t smoke but I don’t mind chilling with him in the car which I don’t normally do but the croc is kicking in the mood is right, blame it on the alcohol. Never know, this might be my Bady Daddy. So we go outside and I follow him to his car, he had a nice little 2003 corolla. We sit in the car and begins to talk about how he’s feeling me and how he was so drawn to me he had to come over and talk to me. I told him I was feeling him too, my nasty drunk ass didn’t waste any time to rub on him

He kinda jumped up, I guess I kinda caught him off guard he begins to look around to see if anyone was around. He pulls me closer to him and he begins tonguing me down.

Our breath tasting like alcohol bodies getting hot, I pull my hands down his pants and start to jerk his dick a little, and I was grabbing a whole lot of dick, he moaning  "ooo shit" I had to hit him with, “I don’t be meeting dudes in the club and fucking them and shit, something about you is cool. He response was “hell we grown, Pull that shit out” I unzip his pants and reach feather down and whip that big ass dick out. It was thick and long and grabs my head and I proceed to suck that shit like crazy. Going up and down his dick, he’s moaning he tilts the sit back and rest his arm behind his head. “Damn you a freak” Me: “shit I know you don’t have to tell me” he grabs my head I’m sucking that shit like it was my last dick. Damn, I never had head like this before I'ma have to make you mine. I sucked his dick for a good 5 minutes. he gets up let me taste that ass.  I get up unbuckles my pants and pulls my pants down I keeps a clean ass so no worries. He pulls my pants down to my knees I rest my head on the window as he starts drilling my shit with his tongue. Fuck! it’s feeling so good, he’s even pulling me in and out like his tongue was a dick.

I’m loving every minute of it, he stops and gasp for air and looks around to see if anyone is outside. Me: “fuck whos outside I'ma freak don’t be worried about people out there they can mind they business” He told me just look out tho. After drilling my ass he pulls me close to him and kisses me again, I wanna fuck he utters in my ear. We can fuck but do you have protection tho?  He reaches into his pants and grabs his wallet out of the pocket, something else falls out his pocket into the floor but I didn’t say anything. He shows me the condom, he opens it up and he and puts it on him. And shave that dick right in my me and starts pounding me so good.

He’s pounding my shit while licking my neck I’m moaning fuck me Deon. The car shacking, at this point, he doesn’t care whos outside were in drunken ecstasy at this point, he pills out and tells me to climb in the back set. I climb in the back and he puts my legs in the ear enters me and thrust, he was dancing in my shit I’m moaning so loudly his dick was rough and tough.

He lends over and kisses me letting me know this some good ass. People walking by kinda freak him out a little bit. So he turns around and lays me on my stomach so we can be hidden a little. I almost couldn’t take this position his entire body is on top of me feeling all his dick inside me. He’s covering my mouth so that people outside wouldn’t hear, trying not to thrust so the car won’t shake.

Where you want me to nut he whispers in my ear. Nut on my ass. Deon: Fuck I’m about to cum, he gets up and pulls off the condom and nuts all over my hole moaning and cussing in the process.

After he nuts, I get up and grabs my pants he looks at me like ain’t you gonna get yours? I wanna see you bust that nut come here. Look at him being a none selfish fuck, mostly dudes bust they nut and be done. Hop on this dick and get that nut. He lays back and reaches for another condom and puts it on and I climb on tops of his semi-soft dick. I begin to ride his dick coulda not feeling it because it’s soft a little bit I’m beating my dick, he raises his shirt meanwhile telling me to bust that nut. As I’m riding him his dick is getting right back hard this dude is a beast.

I wanted more dick but I couldn’t hold that shit anymore more and explode it everywhere. Nut goes flying everywhere.

Shit! damn boy, that shit felt good. He smiles we get’s up and gather our things. As I’m putting my pants back on and tie my shoes I step the picture that dropped from his wallet a minute back. I pick up of the picture and looked, oh my god! not only is it Deon but it’s my school bully Deon the homophobe that use to poke me with thumbtacks. Wait a minute you’re telling me I just fucked my school belly that made my 4th grade a living hell? Plus he’s gay.

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           I was out for an exercise run around the neighborhood when I saw two cars parked in my new neighbor’s driveway for the first time. I’d known the house next door had been sold for a while but hadn’t seen the buyers since learning it had been sold. All my wife and I saw were movers and trucks over there for the past few weeks. Now that they’d actually moved in, I decided to wait outside for one of them to walk out and see me so I could start a conversation. When nobody walked out, I pulled out my phone and called my wife.

           “Damian, I’m busy with something at work,” she told me after answering my call. “Is something wrong?”

           “Nah, everything is cool,” I told her. “But guess what?”

           “What?”

           “I think the new neighbors have finally moved in.”

           “Really? Are they white?”

           “I don’t know. They haven’t come outside since I noticed the two cars in the driveway.”

           “I hope they’re not white.”

           “They’re probably black. White people don’t willingly move into a neighborhood that’s a majority black neighborhood unless they’re running from something, no matter how nice the neighborhood is.”

           “That’s true. Well, walk over there and introduce yourself.”

           “I thought about doing that but I don’t know. What if they’re weird? And I just got through running. I might wanna take a shower first.”

                                          Me (Damian Patterson)

           “Baby, just go over and say hi to them. It won’t take long. I probably won’t be getting home until very late tonight, so it’ll probably be tomorrow before I can meet them.”

           “You’re working late again, baby? Damn, that’s the third night in a row. I’m tired of eating delivery and takeout every night, Tisha.”