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Links to stories
Updated! Links now included for Cominâ Home With Me Tonight and the new story in 808 SeXXX: Nainoaâs Story. Enjoy!
808 SeXXX - (ongoing new anthology project)
So far this has been the most interesting story title that someone has suggested. Let me know what you guys think.
Calebâs Story
Caleb takes us into his first time getting to play with another guy and a very intimate late night encounter in the park.Â
part 1Â Â part 2
Dannyâs story
Dannyâs weekend off turned into an all day sex session with a few of his friends with benefits and you get to come along for the ride.
part 1Â Â part 2Â Â part 3
Keolaâs Story
Keolaâs had a hard time keeping his interest in his hot coworkers on the DL but he couldnât have expected his best friend and coworker would be down to have some fun.
part 1Â Â part 2Â Â part 3
Nainoaâs Story
Nainoa accidentally sent a dick pic to his straight friend Kimo but after he calms down, Kimo admits heâs curious when Nainoa tells him he could give him the best blowjob heâs ever had.
part 1
Cominâ Home With Me Tonight - (1 part maybe more?)
When Keoni spots a hot chub named Ikaika in the crowd while playing music at a concert, he decides that like the title of his song, this chub was cominâ home with him tonightâŚ
part 1
The Lockerroom Series - (28 chapters + bonus chapter posted work in progress)
What starts out as a strange dream leads two best friends to discover something special between them.Â
The school semester is done and the boys are headed home for the holidays. What kind of mischief will they be able to get into? When James, Matt, CJ, and Kevin are feeling frisky, you know theyâll find a way to get in some playtime before going on good behavior back home.
part 1 Â part 2 Â part 3Â part 4Â part 5
part 6Â part 7Â part 8Â part 8.5Â part 9
part 10Â part 11Â part 12Â part 13Â part 14Â
part 15Â part 16Â part 17Â part 18Â part 19Â
part 20Â part 21Â part 22Â part 23Â part 24
part 25Â part 26Â part 27Â Â part 28
Partnered By Chance - (2 parts done for now)
School projects with random partners usually suck⌠Unless youâre partnered with a sexy chubby guy who just might have the hots for you too! Tyson and Jeremy get partnered up and may just have more in common than they would have thought.
part 1Â part 2
The Business Trip - (3 parts done for now)
When an out of town hook up falls apart whatâs better than a sympathetic friend buying you beer? A sympathetic friend buying you beer and then giving you some mind blowing head of course. Grant may not have been what Jason had in mind when he arrived in town for work but things have a strange way of working out.
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They Set Me Up - (one part only)
This one isnât the first story I wrote but it was the one that really started my creative juices flowing and the stories from being a random âwhy not?â and into a âhey I can actually do this!âÂ
Joshâs friend Christy has been trying to get him to break out of his shell but needed help to get him there. A well thought out plan leads Josh to a night of fun with not just one but two sexy guys.
part 1
Brother In Law
âCome on, man. Give me a hand.â
I did. Pulled him up and caught a whiff of his stank. It wasnât stank, really - more like man-smell. Strong man-smell. I couldnât stop myself from growling. The minute I did I blushed, caught, because he was staring at me. Smirking, really, but with a twinkle in his eyes.
âYou gay dudes - Iâm tellinâ ya.â
I looked at him with that âIâm like - what?â look. It didnât work
âDonât even - I caught that. Here, you want to snort up close?â
And then he lifted up his muscled arm, giving me full access to his pit.
I was speechless, even as my cock got a jolt and my own pits dripped a fresh slurry of sweat.
âDude, come on. Ya know ya want to.â Then he stuck his nose under his arm and took a long hard whiff. âFuck - smells good to me, too. Your sister always makes me shower - sometimes twice a day. I miss my own rank.â
It was just us guys on vacation. My sister had been stuck in the city - new-job emergency - and was joining us on the weekend. Heâd volunteered to stay at home but she insisted. The flights had already been booked.
He snorted again, then looked at me with those sun-glassed eyes.Â
His other hand raised up and grabbed me - gently - by the neck and lowered me into his aura. I grabbed on to his waist, steadying myself.Â
âYeah - you gay guys - you luv this shit, donât you?â
I nodded. Breathing in, head spinning. This was my fucking brother-in-law. Then his hand caressed my head.
âOh I know - Iâve always had a few of you dudes tagginâ along.â
I pushed back, looking up, trying to be pissed off or ⌠I donât know - something. Defensive of my sisterâs honor or my community. But he caught the strain of my cock against the board shorts. I wasnât wearing underwear. My horniness was revealed. Then I followed his stare down and saw his own mound impressively growing. Fuck - Iâd seen it before - skinny-dipping, at the gym. But never hard.Â
Fuck.
âDonât be shocked, Stevie. Nothing like some really good head, ya know? And a tight ass? Nothinâ like it.â
I fell back into his stength, this time without his urging.Â
âBesides,â he said, whispering in my ear, rough chin caressing my forehead, âYour sister doesnât swallow.â
âFuck,â I groaned, this time out loud.
âYeah. Knew you would. Fucking knew it. Been watching you watch me, stud. You want some of this, donât ya?â
âUnnnn,â I said, trying to say ânoâ but not being able. Trying to remain non-committal, but failing. He pushed my head into his pit, asserting his frame on mine, going for it now.
âProblem is - since I got married, I ainât got time to hunt down a hot throat or tight ass but I been thinking - maybe I donât got to hunt at all, huh? Maybe all I got to doâŚ.â and he trailed off as my hand searched for his crotch, clutching, grabbing.
Then he stepped back a half step - pulled away, while I was clutching his crotch - unbuckled his shorts and pushed them down. His cock swung out - dark and hiary and ⌠fucking big. Really big.
Then he surprised me - his lips pushed into mine, gently at first, then more assertive. It was a male kiss - not some straight-dude-who-didnât-know-how-to-kiss-a-guy kiss. âI been missing this,â he said, growling, grabbing at my ass, my neck, my pec - all of me.
I let him - my tongue entered his mouth, getting the taste Iâd been thinking about for a long damn time, not caring about the violation of norms - of my sisterâs marriage.Â
âAw fuck,â I grunted, all in now, tasting him. Feeling him.
He just pushed me down, demonstrating his own urgency and need.Â
âYou swallow, donât ya, Stevie?â he said, eyes glazed over, looking at me - pleading almost. I just nodded and then took his cock in my mouth, learning him, nurturing him.
âAw fuck ya,â he said, loudly, the water below us covering the sounds our coupling. He was in me in seconds - deep soon after - but he gave me the time to learn him so that when I took it to the root, I was ready.
âFuck I knew you wouldnât choke like she does,â he grunted, beginning to fuck my throat, gently at first, then more aggressively as he felt me catch my rhythym, adapt to his size and girth. âFuck I knew you would be good,â he grunted, beginning to saw me now.
He grabbed my head as I clutched his ass, pulling him into me - strength showing strength - men in full. His orgasm was quick, but controlled, a deliberate pouring of himself into my gut, pumping and pumping seed that he seemed to have saved while my sister was - what - on the rag - on the new job? I didnât know - I didnât care. This was something Iâd lusted after for a time, then tucked away as he had integrated into our family.
Now - here we were. It felt right, not wrong, even though it was wrong and that just made it hotter than fuck.
âLove this so much,â he nearly howled, pushing one more thrust into me while my eyes watered and I snorted like a bull, taking him, full-bodied now, wantonly showing him my lust.
Suddenly I was up on my feet - heâd yanked me up -Â blood rushing to my head while I gasped for air, then his mouth was on mine, snaking into me, tasting the remnants of his seed and my snot.Â
It was passionate - sweaty, raw. Then he grabbed me, held me, grinding his half-hard cock into my crotch, clutching my ass, gripping my neck and waist.
âYou like to get fucked, Stevie,â he whispered to me, grinding, slowing our rhythm, easing my overwhelming desire.Â
Taking control.
Not really a question.
âPlease,â was all I said, gripping his wet dick, which hardened again in my hands. âPlease.â
He held me tight, meaningfully - like a brother can. Then he loosened his grip tenderly, nuzzling my neck, pushing away. His lips brushed mine. I felt his tongue caress my chin. Then he tipped me back. I stumbled. He laughed, stepping out of his shorts and skivvies, which were bundled around his ankles.
âCome on, fucker,â he whooped, sliding down the bank, laughing like a maniac, cock still swinging out in the breeze. âLetâs swim.â
I followed him down, stumbling clumsily, dropping out of my shorts and falling into the cold water behind him. I lunged and he turned, pulling me under the waves, grab-assing my ass and wrestling in the cold ocean.
We were one.
Cute boy but too thin for my liking.
Perfect balance đ
there is no seductive feeling like your brother slowly taking off your shorts knowing he is hard and will slam his dick up your cockhungry ass

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That time with Uncle Jeff
This happened during a Family Party at a Rec Center. Me and my family arrived at around 7pm, signed in, and looked for our table and sat down. We grabbed pupus (Hawaiian language for Appetizers) and waited for everyone else to arrive. While everyone stay talking storyâs with one another, Iâm waiting here anxiously for my uncle (who I fantasize about) and his family. Around 7:30ish they arrive and lucky for me their table is right next to us. They come over to say âHiâ before sitting down. When it was my turn to get a âHiâ from my Uncle I get all kiddy inside.
Uncle - gives me a handshake âaye whatâs up Seanâ
Me - âhey whatâs upâ shakes back.
His firm handshake along with that smile of his just makes me feel some type of way, and the smell of his cologne just makes me want to take a bite out of him.
-As the night goes on we all start eating and having a few-
After a few beers I know my Uncle was feeling some type of way. Staring at him from across the room, I start to slowly undress him with my eyes, wishing all this would actually happen to us one day. A few minutes passed and I see my Uncle get up from the table with his keys in his hand and left. Iâm assuming heâs going to his car. I see my chance and I take it. I got up from the table and followed him.
I see him in his car looking for something, I stand fairly close to his car and lit a cigarette. A few minutes later he leaves his car and starts to head back in when I see this I look up to try and make eye contact with him, to my surprise he looks my way and starts heading over.Â
Uncle - âeh I heard you came out to your family, I just wanted to say Iâm proud you, that takes a lot of ballsâ
Me - âthanks uncle, what my dad told you?â
Uncle - âyeah, he seems okay with it which is goodâ
Me - âyeah I was shocked, I thought he wouldâve kicked me out hahaâ
Uncle - ânah, he loves you. We all doâ
Me - smiles âI know, thank you"Â
-We talk for a little bit longer until the questions started getting personal-
Uncle - "so what made you the way that you are?â
Me - âI just knew, I mean I had sex with my last girlfriend but it didnât feel right"Â
(At this point the liquid courage is the only reason my weâre having this conversation)
Uncle - "oh I seeâŚâŚ.so did you try with a guy?"Â
Me - "just fool around thatâs allâ
Uncle - âohâŚ..how was it?"Â
Me - thinking why does he care? Is he curious?! "felt good, I mean guys do it better to be honestâ *laughs*
Uncle - âoh yeah?â With a look on his face, âI wouldnât knowâŚ..â
-We both stand there in silence-
Me - âcan tell you something. but promise to keep um between us?â
Uncle - âyeah whatâŚ.â
Me - âI kind of have this *thing* that I wanted for tryâŚâŚâŚ..withâŚâŚ..someoneâ
Uncle - âwithâŚ..who?â He stares at me
Me - âidkâŚâŚ YOUâ
(I no believe what just came out of my mouth, I mean this is gonna get out somehow)
Uncle - âmmmmâŚâŚWhat is it?â
Me - is he really asking? âNothing drastic I promiseâŚâŚ.I just wanted to maybe giveâŚyouâŚhead"Â
-He stares at me in shock-
Uncle - "uhh whoa, you know I get one family right?âŚâŚand I no go that way Sean"Â
Me - "I know I know, I mean no one has to know, it would be our little secretâ I sounded so desperate, but I couldnât help myself, here I stay face to face with my uncle who I find really hot and I really want to see what his dick look and tastes like. I mean he has 5 kids, Iâm pretty sure it wonât disappoint.Â
My Uncle just stands there like heâs actually gonna consider taking me up on that offerâŚâŚ.after a few seconds he looks at me,
Uncle - âI mean I shoot a good load in a whileâŚ..â
Me - *in my head* HOLY SHIT IS HE REALLY GONNA LET ME SUCK HIM OFF?!Â
Uncle - âlet me give this to your aunty and I come right backâ
-he walks back in while I wait to see if he really comes back out. While Iâm waiting Iâm thinking to myself, of course he wonât you dumbass, Iâm his nephew. But FUCK at least I gave it a shot-Â
10min past and to my surprise he walks back outside towards me with a beer in his hand, Iâm guessing he had to have a few more before doing this, which I no mind.
Uncle - âwhere we gonna do this?â His breath reeked of alcoholÂ
Me - âuhmâŚ..â before I could finish he recommends we do um in his car.
-we both agreed, headed to his car, cracked the windows a bit (thank goodness he get tint) and got to business-
We both are in the backseat, he sips on his beer, at this point Iâm breathing heavily, just the thought of doing something this bad gives me a rush.
Me - âjust relax uncle Jeffâ
Uncle - âshow me how guys do umâ
When he said that I started to get hella horny!
I slowly rubbed his thighs, I leaned in closer to his neck and started giving him a little lick and at the same time letting my warm breath caress his skin. He let out a little moan which tells me heâs getting into it.
Uncle - âshit Sean you turning me onâ
Me - whispers âyou havenât felt nothing yetâ
Uncle - âholy shitâ he moans while I work my hands up his thighs making sure not to touch his growing dick just yet.
I continue to kiss his neck and breath on him, he moans out of satisfaction. I stop rubbing his thighs and I straddled him thinking he would push me off of him, but to my surprise he never. I could feel his throbbing cock through his jeans rubbing against my dick that was also throbbing. At this point I start dry fucking him, and while I was doing that I could judge the size of that piece of meat.Â
Me - moans âdamn uncle Jeff your dick feels hugeâ
Uncle - moans âfuck Sean what are we doing?!âŚ..this feels wrongâ
Me - âit is wrong, but feel good?â
Uncle - âfuck yeah!"Â
Once he said that, I leaned in and placed my lips on his and started to kiss him. His breath was so warm and smelled of alcohol. He was hesitant to kiss me back but he eventually gave in and we started making out. His lips were so soft against mine and his tongue was so juicy, I continue to dry ride him. He starts moaning and breathing heavier, I start to do the same, our thick hard throbbing cocks rubbing against each other through our jeans,
Uncle - "fuck yeah Sean ride your uncleâ
I was so turned on when he said that, I could literally feel my pre cum through my jeans
Me - âyeah you like that?!â
âwe both are so lost in the moment that we continue this for a few more minutesâ
Uncle - âsuck me!â
Me - âwhat?â Is he demanding me to start sucking him off?
Uncle - âi like you suck my dick nowâ
Me - whispers in his ear âhow bad do you want it?â
âI could tell the moment my hot heavy breath graced his ear and down his neck he wanted me to go down on his throbbing dickâ
Uncle - âBAD! I like see you choke on your uncleâs fat dickâ he replied
âat that point I stopped straddling him and before I knew it I was face to face with his massive dick, the only thing in my way was the zipper on his jeans and his Calvin Klein boxers that were soaked in his own pre cum, I unzip him and reach inâ
Me - âdamn uncle Jeff youâre soaked!"Â
Uncle - "sorry, I pre cuâŚ..â he stopped suddenlyÂ
âbefore he could finish his sentence, my hand was fully wrapped around his throbbing wet dick which was now exposed through his jeans, I start stroking him slowly using his pre cum as lubeâ
Uncle - âahhhh fuckâ he moans quietly
Me - âafter this uncle Jeff youâll know why guys do it betterâ
Uncle - âshow me boy, show me why"Â
âjust like his lips I start making out with the head of his dick kinda teasing him a little and gradually the head of his dick disappeared in my warm filthy wet mouthâ
âseeing him squirm and moan out of pleasure turned me on so much that I start rubbing my own dickâ
Me - "you good uncle Jeff?â
Uncle - âfuck yeahâŚ..youâre mouth feels so fucking good, you like uncles dick in your mouth yeah?â
Me - âmhmâ I replied with his dick head in my mouth
Uncle - moans âyeah suck me, go down lower!â
âI start taking every inch of his shaft into my mouth, each time I would take in more and more of his shaft he would let out a hot deep moan and before I knew it his thick throbbing wet dick was in my mouthâ
âbefore, I could only imagine how my uncles dick looked and tasted like and now Iâm literally sucking him off in his own car. He had a fucken nice looking brown Asian dick, not too long and not to short and his girth was perfect enough to fit in my mouthâ
Me - âyouâre cock is just like how I imagined it would beâ as I got up for air
Uncle - âoh yeah?âŚ.you like uncles dick huh!â
Me - moans âfuck yeah!â
Uncle - âyeah, keep sucking me Sean until I CUM!â
âfrom there my sucking got intense and so did his breathing, I deep throated himâ
Uncle - âHOLY SHIT!â he moans âfuck yeah keep doing that!â
âboth dripping in sweat I continue to suck his dick alternating between deep throating and casual sucking, each time I did this I can tell my uncle was just moments away from releasing his thick warm load into my mouthâ
Uncle - âfuck yeah Sean suck me, uhhhh yeah suck uncles dick!"Â
âhe starts thrusting his hips causing his dick to go deeper and deeper into my throat that I start to gag out of pleasureâ
âhis moans became more intense and so did his breathing, I knew right then and there he was close to shootingâ
Uncle - "fuck Sean Iâm closeâ
Me - âyeahâ
Uncle - âwhere you like me shoot?!â he whimperedÂ
Me - âin my mouthâ I moaned
Uncle - âyou sure?â
Me - âfuck yeah I wanna taste you!â as I shoved his dick back into my filthy mouth
Uncle - âokayâŚ..yeah you want it?âŚ..you want it?âŚ..â as he continues to thrust
âthe sound of his dick puncturing the inside of my hot wet mouth fills the car, you can literally hear my saliva whooshing around his fully erect dickâ
âI place my hands on his hips to make him stop thrusting so that I can have the satisfaction and control of finishing him offâ
Uncle - âuh yeahâŚ..Uh YeahâŚ..UH YEAHâ he moaned every time the back of my throat came in contact with the head of his dick
âI slowly start to feel him tense up, he puts one hand on my shoulder and the other above his head, I can feel his grip getting tighter and tighter on my shoulderâ
Uncle - âIâm gonnaâŚâŚuhâŚ..uhâŚ..Iâm gonnaâŚâŚcumâ he moans while I continue to swallow every inch of his dick
Me - âcum for me uncle Jeff!â
Uncle - letâs out a series of moans that got louder and louder, leading up to his big finish âuhhâŚuhhâŚUhhâŚ.UHHHHHHHH!"Â
âjust like a bullet fired from a gun, his warm cum hit the back of my throat and started to slowly fill the inside of my mouthâ
Uncle - "UHHHHHHH FUUUUUCKâŚâŚUHHâŚ..UHHâŚ.UHHâ he moans while I still milk his dick
âI keep sucking him to the point where each time I go down the feeling becomes more and more sensitive that he can no longer handle my mouth being around his dick any longerâ
âI slowly retreat my mouth away from his dick making sure I get every last drop of his cum before swallowingâ
Uncle - exhales deeply âDAMNâŚâŚ.that was intenseâ as he sat there gasping for breath
Me - âdamn is rightâ as I wipe away the remaining spit off my mouthÂ
âhe puts away his once hard throbbing dick back into his pants, and we both get cleaned upâ
Me - âhow was it?â
Uncle - still gasping for breath âI must say, that was pretty fucken hot!â
Me - laughs âbetter than a women?â
Uncle - âhonestly yeah!â He replied hesitantlyÂ
âI think he was embarrassed and ashamed to admit the fact that getting serviced by a guy, yet alone his nephew, was a better experience than with any woman heâs been withâ
Me - âI think we should head back, aunty must be wondering where you stayâ
Uncle - he grinned âthatâs the least of her worries nowâŚ."Â
âwe both stared at each other and laughed, and then carried on like nothing even happenedâ
As days, weeks, months, years go by we both see each other at family parties and we exchange the usual hello and goodbyes, but the encounter that happened between the both of us that night will always be in the back of our minds, and only time will tell if something like this will ever happen again.
Cousin Bonding Pt. 3
Itâs been a week since my Second Sexual Encounter with my cousin Jesse. Iâve been anxiously waiting for this day to come, what made me even more impatient was his voice replaying in my head saying ~ âyou better be thereâ ~ what also turned me on was how his face looked when he winked at me! Oh I was fucken ready for this!
~we finally arrive at the beach~
We quickly greeted everyone including Jesses sister and apologized for being late. Everyone was pretty much eating or close to being done. My other cousins were either down at the beach or playing football.
As Iâm scoping out my cousins trying to locate Jesse, I finally spotted him getting out of the water all soaked and wet.
As he got closer to the tent, I couldnât help but focus my attention on his smooth tight body dripping wet.
Jesse: âsup Ryan! you made it!â He said to me as he catches his breath.
Me: âyup, howâs the water?â
Jesse: âfelt good, just took a quick dipâ
Me: âoh I seeâ
We both stood there in awkward silence for a while before he turned to me and gave me the look. The Look which meant now that Iâm here we can get to doing what we planned on getting into.
Jesse: âsoâŚ..are you gonna jump in the water?â He asked.
Me: âum idk, maybe notâŚ..why?â
Jesse: looks around to make sure no one was listening in on our conversation âfollow meâ he whispered.
Me: âokayâ I said as I followed him 5 mins after he left.
He began to head towards the bathrooms at the far end of the park. As weâre making our way there he kept on looking around making sure no one was watching.
I can slowly start to feel my adrenaline pumping through my body, my hands and feet start to get sweaty. My body was then over powered by an intense  warm feeling that caused me to sweat a little bit.
As we both discreetly entered the bathrooms without being noticed, Jesse took one last look around and made his way to one of the bigger stalls where no one will notice thereâs two guys inside.
We both enter the stall, he closes the door and locks it. Finally the moment Iâve been waiting for is about to happenâŚ.again.
~we positioned ourselves towards the back of the stall~
Me: âyou wanna do it here?â I asked.
Jesse: laughs quietly âyah, why notâ
Me: shrugs my shoulders âidk, what if someone walks in?â
Jesse: âthatâs why weâll be quietâ he said.
Me: âI guessâŚâŚso what do you wanna do?â I asked eagerly.
Jesse: âidkâŚ.â he replied quietly under his breath.
He then gravitates his hands towards his crotch and begins rubbing himself. I can slowly start to do the same. I could then notice his bulge growing bigger and bigger, his dick was about to almost puncture a hole though his swim shorts.
Jesse: moaning softly âuhhhh my dick is so fucken hard cuz!â
Me: âyeahâŚ.stroke that shit!â I whispered.
Jesse: âyou wanna suck this dick again huh?!â He said with a cocky look on his face.
Me: nods âfuck yeah!â I moaned deeply while stroking the imprint of my dick.
Jesse: âtake out your dick!â He demanded while biting and licking his lips.
Me: âonly if you take out yours!â
~we both then undid our swim shorts exposing our hard throbbing dicks~
Jesse: âUh Fuck yeah cuz!â He moaned while stroking his dick.
Me: âFuck Jesse your dick is fucken hardâ I moaned.
Jesse: "fuck yeah cuz!â He groaned before leaning in towards my face and began to kiss me vigorously.
As weâre getting more into the kiss, so did our stroking. The stall was then filled with the sounds of our lips and tongue spit swapping each other, along with the sounds of our hot heavy breathing.
The taste of his spit coating the inside of my mouth turned me on so fucken much, and the feeling of both of our rock hard dicks rubbing up against each other felt amazing.
~we stopped kissing and stroking~
Me: âfuck that was hot!â I said, referring to our make out session.
Jesse: âfuck yeah!â He moaned heavily.
Me: ânow what?â I asked.
Jesse: âlet me suck you off first cuz!â He insisted.
Me: shocked by his response âokayâŚ..â
Before I could get a response from Jesse he already had pulled down my shorts, kneeled down in front of me and began sucking my dick.
My eyes start to shut tightly as I tilted my head back, the feeling of my dick being swallowed by his warm wet mouth felt fucken good! He started gagging when the tip of my dick slammed to the back of his throat.
Me: âUH FUCK YAH!â I moaned deeply, making sure not to be too loud.
Jesse: gets up for air âyou like that cuz?!â He groaned deeply while stroking my dick.
Me: âFUCK YAH!â I moaned.
I then focus my attention down towards him as he continued to suck me off. Watching my dick disappear into his face was something I could watch all day and night, I even noticed that his dick was still rock solid which made me even more turned on.
He continued to suck me off for a few more minutes until he had his fill. He stood up in front of me while still stroking my spit soaked dick.
Jesse: âmy turn!â He said smiling.
Me: moaning heavily âFuck yeah Jesse!â I replied while pulling down his shorts.
Jesse: âFUCK!â He moaned heavily.
Jesse then backed himself up and leaned his back against the wall. I then kneeled myself in front of his thick hard dick and began to tease him a little.
As Iâm teasing him, I begin to give in to my fetishes indulged myself with the taste and scent of his body. I start off by sniffing and licking his balls that were so musky and tasted like sweat and ocean water. As Iâm doing this I notice Jesse start to tense up and clench his eyes even tighter as I took in his whole sack into my mouth, playing with each of his balls with my tongue.
I then worked my nose up towards his dark, curly pubes sniffing that musky odor of dick sweat and oils from his body. Iâm so horny and turned on that my dick stayed rock hard the whole time.
Jesse: âRyan!â He moaned deeply âcan you stop fucken teasing me and suck me already?!â He demanded.
Me: looks up at him and grins âFuck You!â I Â responded jokingly.
Jesse: âpunk!â He said with a slight giggle.
Thinking heâs had enough, I decided to relive him from this sexual torture and give him what he wanted. I firmly gripped his shaft with my right hand while stroking myself with the other.
As Iâm about to indulge myself in his long hard dick, I was stopped dead in my tracks by the sound of someone entering the bathroom and going into the one of the stalls next to ours.
We both stopped, and stared at each other with that nervous look on our faces hoping we donât get caught.
Jesse: âwhat the fuck are we gonna do?â He whispered.
Me: âShhâŚ.just wait until he leave, hopefully he no take long.â I whispered back.
Only a few minutes passed by, which to us felt like forever. Here we were in a Musky dirty stall waiting for this cock blocker to finish doing his shit before we could finish ours.
As Jesse took a seat on the toilet as we waited, I decided to take a peek over the next stall to make sure he wasnât someone we know.
As I looked over above his stall, I noticed that this guy was pretty good-looking. What also caught my attention was the size of his dick, which was soft, and his body wasnât bad either.
As Iâm glancing down at him, I start to get horny again, and Jesse knew it too in fact his dick went from soft to fully erected in seconds.
~I worked my way back to where Jesse was as quietly as possible~
Jesse: âwhat are you gonna do?â He whispered.
Me: âsuck that fucken dick of course!â I said in a soft voice.
I slowly positioned myself and my mouth around Jesseâs dick and began sucking him slowly, swallowing him inch by inch making him not able to hold in his moans and groans.
At this point weâre both starting to breath heavily and loudly, the sounds of me sucking his dick gradually became louder and sloppier. There were times where he would have to grip my head tightly just to warn me about the noise.
Jesse: moaning softly âuhh fuck yeah cuz! suck my fucken dickâ
As Jesse became more and more close to cumming I decided to hold off from sucking him for a bit and have him get a go at my dick again.
As Iâm getting up, I noticed that Jesse was suddenly struck with a surprised and a scared look on his face.
Me: âwhatâs up?â I said softly.
Without saying a word I followed Jesses eyes to where he was staring at, I was then too struck by the same look he got.
To our surprise the guy that was in the stall next to us was now peeking over and staring at me and Jesse, while I was sucking his dick.
Me: âoh shit!â I blurted out.
Jesse: âdude please donât say anything!â He nervously asked him.
Me: âhow long you was staring at us?â I asked.
Guy: âlong enough for me to catch a boner!â He answered.
By the looks of it he kinda looked like he was jerking himself off as I was sucking Jesse, and to be honest I found that kind of hot.
~there was a brief moment of silence before the guy asked us a shocking question~
Guy: âsoâŚ.i can join the fun?â He asked nervously. âI promise, nothing major, maybe just oralâ.
Me and Jesse stared at each other with a surprised yet confusing look on our faces, was he actually offering to suck us both off?.
Me: âwaitâŚ..so you just wanna suck me and my cousin off?!â I asked.
Guy: âwhoah! Wait heâs your cousin?!âŚ..â he paused.
Me: âyeahâŚ..â I replied shamefully. Jesse had a shame look on his face too.
Guy: ââŚâŚ.thatâsâŚâŚhonestly kinda hotâ he replied.
Jesse: âreally?!â
The guy nods his head yes and then makes his way in the stall with me and Jesse.
As he entered the stall, his dick was already sticking out of his swim shorts leaking with precum.
The three of us stood there in awkward silence for a bit, until I decided to break the ice by stroking Jesse off, Jesse then reached down and started to stroke me off.
The guy stares at the both of us and starts to jerk himself off as well. His dick was pretty big and by the looks of it Jesse  was fascinated by it too.
Guy: âfuck yeah thatâs hot!â He moaned âstroke those dicks!â.
I was totally getting turned on by the whole encounter, but what got me the most worked up was that Jesse was actually into it as well, I mean it was hard enough for me to get with him.
But whatever, itâs happening and this guy is willing to suck us both without anything in return. We were both so thrown off by his offer that we didnât even bother asking him his name, it was obvious that heâs a local, Â Hawaiian Filipino mix.
As me and Jesse are jerking each other off, we started to breath heavily which then led us to full on making out. By the looks of it our buddy was enjoying it to, jerking his thick 7 inch dick.
Guy: âfuck yeah you guys are fucken hot!â He moaned as he bit his lips.
Me and Jesse continued our make out sesh, each stroke of our lips against each other made us moan and whimper in lust.
At this point my dick and Jesses were hard and so ready for cumming, but before that I decided to give some attention to our buddy who I then pulled over to us and included him in our make out session.
As the three of us were lip locking and tongue swapping, I could feel Jesses hand grip the left side of my butt cheek. I looked up into his eyes and without exchanging words I basically told him that he canât fuck me at the moment.
As disappointing as that felt, he knew that my ass is not going anywhere, I just wanted the both of us to indulge in this unexpected addition to our plans.
~the three of us continued to kiss before our buddy went down on us~
He pulled away from me and Jesses faces, and aggressively pushed us up against the wall, he was so horny and ready to take it all.
Guy: âfuck you guysâ dicks are fucken hard!â He said as he stroked each one in his hands.
Jesse: âfuck yeah!â He moaned as he placed his arm over my shoulder.
The both of us were so heated that our skin was quickly drenched in sweat, and our breaths caressed our faces with warmth.
This was it, me and Jesses dicks weâre about to be devoured by this horny stalkers mouth, he gripped our dicks firmly and then began to tease us with his juicy lips and warm breath.
We both braced ourselves for the soon to come overwhelming feeling of sensitivity that it almost made us weak in the knees.
Never more ready, we then started to feel our dicks against each other as it entered his slutty juicy mouth.
Me & Jesse: âUhhhhh fuck yeah!â We moaned.
Me: âyou like that Jesse?!â I asked.
Jesse: âuh UH!â He groaned, holding back his loud moaning.
This guysâ mouth was working marvelously on our dicks. Each time he pushed down, shoving us deeper into his throat, our dicks would rub up against each other giving us an over powering sensation that we could not hold back.
The stall was then filled with the sounds of me and Jesses moaning plus our buddyâs slobbering mouth. We were both so close to cumming, itâs a good thing he stopped sucking us both together.
He then proceeded to suck us individually, starting with me. As I was getting sucked, Jesse took part and began kissing my neck, and played with my hard tan nipples.
Me: âOH FUCK YOU GUYS!â I groaned in pleasure.
I could literally feel my eyes roll all the way back of my head, and I began to tense up and shake a little. My dick was so close to erupting that my moaning turned silent and my eyes clenched tightly making me close to losing myself.
Guy: âyour dick tastes so fucken good man!â He says as he jerks and sucks my dick.
Me: âyeah?!âŚ..why donât you give my cousin a taste!â I demanded.
As he slowly stopped sucking my dick he gave me a stare that looked so evil, but it felt so right.
He then positions his mouth above Jesses still rock solid, teasing him for a moment before taking it in all the way.
Jesse letted out a moan so intense that it made the stall doors shake. By the looks of it This guy could probably make Jesse cum quicker than me.
Me: âyeahâŚ.fucken gag on that huge dick!â I said.
Jesse: âyeah you bitch! Choke on my shit!â He moaned.
As Jesse was getting sucked, I decided to return the favor and massage Jesses sweaty muscular body, and pinch and nibble on his brown nipples.
This encounter escalated so quickly that we didnât even pay attention to how loud we were getting. The sounds of our moans vibrated through my skin, making me moan without any sexual contact.
~our buddy continued to suck us off, alternating between our dicks~
He kneeled down comfortably before vigorously jerking our dicks waiting for our dicks to explode.
Me: âOH FUCK CUZ IM CLOSEâ i moaned.
Jesse: âYEAH FUCK ME TOO CUZâ
Guy: âFUCK YEAH, LET ME TASTE YOUR FUCKEN LOADâ he demanded.
I turned to Jesse and locked his lips with mine, exchanging one last intense kiss.
Jesse: pulls back from my lips âuhhh fuck yeah Iâm gonna CUM!â hearing this, the guy quickly shoved jesses throbbing dick in his mouth, deep throating every inch. âoh FUCK Iâm CUMMING!âŚ.UHHHHHâŚUHHHHHâŚ!â he yelled with each warm shot filling his hungry mouth.
Watching my cousin shoot load after load down this strangers throat is so fucken hot that i canât hold it any longer.
Me: âoh FUCK yeah Iâm about to CUM!!â
Jesse: pulls his dick out of our buddys mouth âSWALLOW his fucking load!â he demanded shoving his head onto my cock.
Me: âOH FUCKâŚUHHHHâŚYEAHâŚ.FUUUUUUCK!â i moaned in ecstasy.
Before we knew it his mouth was filled with our warm thick salty jizz, he then proceeded to play with our cum in his mouth before gulping it down his throat.
Our buddy quickly departed from us after doing the deed, not even a single goodbye or hand wave came from him as he got dressed and exited the stall.
Me and Jesse were so exhausted to even care, we stayed back in the stall breathing heavily trying to regain our strength.
Me: âhow was that Jesse?â I asked.
Jesse: âidk, it happened so fast that I didnât even have time to process what was going on!â He responded.
 We both stared at each other with a grin as we got dressed. We then proceeded out of the stall and out off the bathroom, luckily our family wasnât paying attention and didnât even notice us gone until we showed up again.
 In the end me and Jesse both had another successful sexual encounter, with a touch of something or shall I say someone to assist us. Anyways just like our other encounters we ended it like nothing ever happened, as we both headed towards the ocean for a quick dip we continued living our lives with our inner demon still hungry for more.
Cousin Bonding Pt. 1
Cousin Bonding Pt. 2
In case you havenât had a chance to read them, here are all of the short stories that Iâve uploaded to Google Docs. Hurry and read them before Google removes them because they wonât be reuploaded once theyâre removed. Enjoy!
âQuiet Stormâ
      I lost my virginity on a stormy night in early autumn. It was near the middle of my first semester at Calhoun University and I can honestly say the timing was right. There was a combination of reasons why I hadnât had sex before age nineteen but the prominent reason was timing. I had quite a few opportunities in high school but the timing was never right or I missed signs that I didnât know at the time were signs. I literally met the guy I would lose my virginity to at freshman orientation.
      He walked up to me and said, âYouâre the only black dude here who hasnât given me weird looks.â
      I smiled and introduced myself and we ended up doing the rest of orientation together. His name was Jabari Davis and he was funny and cute and just cool to be around. When I learned we would be staying on the same floor of the same dorm hall, I got a little geeked but I put up a front and was blasÊ about it. After orientation when I was back home, he sent me a friend request on Facebook and that was the beginning of it all. That led to us exchanging numbers and texting and talking all the time all the way until move-in day. He gave me a hug in front of my family on move-in day and had my overprotective brothers ready to jump him!
      So, weâre deep into our first semester and weâre like new best friends doing everything together. We were literally scheduling our daily routines around our friendship and I didnât even notice it at the time. I felt as though we were becoming more than friends but I wasnât sure if Jabari was feeling that way for a while. It wasnât until he began being blatantly affectionate that I knew for sure he was into other guys. Iâd had gay friendly straight friends before and even some who were touchy-feely type guys, but he was different. No matter where we were, this boy would put an arm around me or hug me. Anytime I ran into a guy I knew from a class or a guy Iâd become friends with on-campus and Jabari was around, heâd either get jealous or heâd keep asking me how I felt about the guy.
      The biggest confirmation came the night we actually had sex. There was a thunderstorm wreaking havoc that night and most of us were in our dorm rooms studying because midterms were like less than two weeks away. My roommate Gavin was busy on his laptop with his headphones plugged in listening to loud rock music and I was taking a break from studying and being silly as usual, taking selfies and texting friends.
                      Me (Brayden Campbell)
      So, I get this notification saying Jabari had just posted a video to his Facebook wall. The caption said heâd just got back from the gym and the video was him in the bathroom shirtless. Naturally, my hormones took over and I liked the video without any hesitation. I watched it quite a few times and got turned on more and more each time I watched it. He licked his lips in the video the same way he always did whenever we were talking face to face. His body looked sexy as usual and I noticed his dick print as I always did whenever he wore gym shorts or sweatpants or pajama bottoms.
                         Jabari Davis
      Not long after I liked the video, he sent me a text asking me what I was up to. I sent him one of my selfies and replied that I was just having fun and waiting out the storm. Immediately, he sent me another text telling me to come to his room. I did have a feeling something was different that night but I wasnât nervous at all at that point. I slid on my slippers, grabbed my keys, and left my room and headed up the hall to his. He had the door propped open so I just went in.
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âAlways and Foreverâ
      My first anniversary with Dezmond arrived and I was happy about it. When I met Dezmond Holloway through a mutual friend, I didnât really like him like that. Our first date didnât go well, but I decided to give him another chance and Iâll never regret it. He made me smile and laugh harder than Iâd smiled or laughed in years. I fell for him quicker than I thought I would. We moved in together after only three months of dating. Our connection was crazy at times. It was like he was my other half. Yet, the deeper in love with him I fell, the guiltier I felt inside.
      The source of my guilt was someone who took everything from me. Just thinking about him was enough to ruin an entire day for me. His name was Omari Parker and he was my everything before I met Dezmond. Omari and I had known each other since middle school but didnât realize we were attracted to each other until eleventh grade. Our mismatched friendship turned into a surprisingly solid relationship. Iâd been aware of his bipolar disorder since we were in sixth grade, but I didnât learn the depths of his struggle with the disorder until we began college. Heâd been balanced up until that point and there really werenât too many warning signs that something had gone terribly wrong. On most days, I wouldnât even think about what happened. And then there were other days where it was all I could think about. The day of my first anniversary with Dezmond unexpectedly turned into one of those days.
      âWhoâs Omari?â Dezmond asked me while I was taking our clothes out of the dryer in our buildingâs laundry center.
      I immediately froze up and looked at him before asking, âWhere did you hear that name?â
      âFrom you. Yesterday you were on the phone with Cassandra andâŚâ
      âYou eavesdropped on my conversation? Wow Dez, I canât believe youâd do that.â
      âIt was an accident, Chad.â
      âYeah, right.â I shook my head and went back to taking our clothes out of the dryer. âWhat all did you hear?â
      âYou told her that you had a dream about Omari and that he was trying to tell you something but no sound was coming from his mouth. Is he an ex?â
      âI donât think Iâm ready for this conversation.â
      âBabyâŚâ
      âNo, Dez. Now help me fold these clothes.â
      He climbed down off of the washing machine heâd been sitting on and told me, âYou know you can talk to me about anything. Weâre a verse couple which means we get along better than most gay couples.â He laughed and I smirked at what he said.
      âAll I want to talk to you about today is our plans for our anniversary.â
      âIâm down for whatever youâre down for, baby.â He kissed my cheek and then began to help me fold our clothes. âMmm, these smell fresh.â
      âI know, right? Itâs a miracle I could get the funk out of your clothes.â
      âExcuse you?â He laughed and started tickling me.
      As much as I loved Dezmond, I wasnât ready to talk to him about Omari. I first needed to get to a place where I could discuss what happened without crying or having a complete meltdown. I knew all Dezmond wanted to do was comfort me and get me through whatever problem I had, but I just couldnât push myself to tell him everything. How could I tell him that Iâd been battling depression off and on the entire time he and I have been together? How could I tell him that I was still in love with my first love? Would he understand the reason why I will only sleep on the left side of our bed or why I keep the promise ring Omari gave me in twelfth grade on my finger? It all seemed like too much to explain to him so I pushed it off yet again.
      âYouâre tired?â he asked me as I climbed into our bed and lied down. âI thought we were gonna spend the day doing fun stuff.â
                    Me (Chadwick Fulton)
      âI just need a nap,â I told him. âYou woke me up kinda early.â
      âYeah because I made you breakfast in bed.â He sat down on his side of the bed and looked at me.
      âWhy are you looking at me like that?â
      âBecause I love you. And I love you so much that I can tell when something is wrong.â
      âNothing is wrong, Dezmond. Itâs our first anniversary and Iâm happy.â
      âChadwick Nathaniel Fulton, I cannot be fooled. You were happy until I asked you who this Omari person was.â
      âDez, just drop it. Please.â
      âNo. You know everything about me and I feel like I only know your full name.â He laughed a little. âDo you know how hard it was for me to tell you my parents kicked me out of the house at age fifteen and I was homeless for a long time? Iâm still ashamed of that to this day, baby.â
      âI know but thereâs some things that arenât easy to talk about. Not even with the person you love.â
      âSo we can get matching tattoos but we canât talk about stuff that happened to us? Baby, you never know how much we can help each other just by talking. And on today of all days, we should want to be open with each other.â He paused and waited for me to say something. When I didnât, he continued, âHow about this, you tell me who Omari is and Iâll tell you the real reason why my parents kicked me out of the house.â
      âWhat are you talking about? You told me they threw you out because youâre gay.â
      âThey learned that Iâm gay from an uncle who saw me leaving a gay club when I was nineteen. They threw me out at fifteen for a totally different reason.â
      âYou lied to me?â
      âYouâre keeping the truth about this Omari person from me.â
      I sighed and admitted, âOkay, you have a point.â
      âSo youâre going to tell me?â
      âIf I can manage to get through it.â I already felt myself getting choked up as I sat up against the headboard. âThis isnât easy for me, baby.â
      âIâm here for you.â He grabbed my hand. âTake your time.â
      I took a deep breath before telling him, âOmari Parker was my first boyfriend. He was my first love. Weâd been friends since middle school but when we got to high school, things changed. We finally became serious in the eleventh grade and it was like sparks flying. It was beautiful and so right on time. And I didnât evenâŚâ I stopped as tears filled my eyes. âI knew I wouldnât be able to do this.â
                     Dezmond Holloway
      âBaby, itâs okay. Look at me. Look into my eyes, Chad.â I looked into his comforting hazel eyes. âI am here to help you. You have to believe in me the way I believe in you. Trust me, I can help.â
      âOkay.â I wiped my eyes and calmed down. âAfter high school, we both enrolled into the same college. At first, everything was fine. It wasnât until our second semester there that things just started to go wrong. He started having trouble managing his bipolar symptoms. I thought he was off his meds but he was taking them. They just stopped working the way they used to. I wanted to get him help but he kept insisting that I let him work his way through it. Heâd have these moments of clarity where he was one hundred percent the man that I knew. And then there wereâŚother moments.â
      âHow bad did it get?â
      âI once came to his dorm and found him sitting in a tub full of water with all of his clothes on. Heâd hooked the toaster up in the bathroom andâŚI donât even wanna think about what he wouldâve done had I not shown up in that moment. After that, I knew what I had to do. I went to a counselor at the student health center and they had to have Omari committed to a mental health facility out of town.â
      âThat mustâve been hard.â
      âIt was the toughest thing I had to witness in my life. He was so angry at me. His parents thanked me though.â
      âSo, what happened after he was committed?â
      âThey were able to balance him out again but something just wasnât right. The light in his eyes wasnât there anymore. He just wasnât the same and I could feel it. The meds they had him on kept him from having mood swings and they completely stopped the erratic behavior, but he was depressed. He was so depressed and I could feel him slipping away from me. No matter how hard I loved him or how many things we did together, he just wasnât himself anymore.â
      âChadwick, what happened to him?â
      âWe were back home in Maryland for summer break and all of a sudden, he wanted to spend time with me. He still wasnât himself but we made love a lot of times and cuddled. He kept telling me that everything was going to be alright. One night, he came over while my parents were out and we just cuddled in my bed for hours. We made plans to go to the movies the next day and then he left. That was the last time I saw him alive.â I got choked up again and had to grab my stomach because it felt like I was going to throw up. I was reliving every moment and it hurt.
      âHeâs dead? Oh baby, Iâm so sorry.â
      âHe went home that night and took almost all of the pills in his parentsâ bathroom. I donât know what made him do it. I mean, I know the disorder played a role but I just felt so useless. I still feel that way. I couldnât help him and he was my everything, Dez. He was my everything.â I cried and Dezmond wrapped his arms around me.
      âIâm so sorry, Chad. No one should have to go through something that heartbreaking.â
      I pulled away from him and told him, âIâve been working on getting over Omari and what happened but itâs so hard. I love you, Dezmond. You know how I feel about you. But I donât know if Iâll ever be able to truly move on.â
      âI may be able to help you move on.â
      When he said that, I looked at him and asked, âHow?â
      âDo you remember what I said about the real reason why my parents kicked me out?â
      âYeah.â
      âThey kicked me out becauseâŚIâm not like most people, Chad. Thereâs something about me that Iâve learned to keep secret from people unless I know that I can trust them.â He took a deep breath before revealing, âI can talk to dead people.â
      I sat there silently looking at him before bursting out in laughter. âOkay, if thatâs your way of getting me to stop talking about Omari, then it worked.â I wiped my eyes and laughed again.
      âIâm serious, Chad. If I pick something up that belonged to someone or has meaning to someone who is now dead, I can hear them. I canât hear everything and I canât see them, but I can hear them. When I was really young, I thought I was hearing imaginary people or that it was make-believe but as I got older, I realized my gift. It scared the hell out of me but Iâve been able to help a lot of people and this gift has made my life worthwhile.â
      âDezmond, youâre scaring me.â
      âI know and Iâm sorry about that but I need you to believe me. My parents did not throw me out because Iâm gay. They were very religious but it wasnât because Iâm gay. They thought I had a demon in me because every time I picked up my late grandmaâs cane in the living room, she spoke to me. And Iâd tell them what she was saying and theyâd call the pastor over. They didnât believe me and eventually they made me leave their house.â
      âWhy are you just now telling me this? Weâve been together for a year now.â
      âI was going to wait until I felt like the time was right but now I see the right time is now.â He looked around. âIs there anything in this room or this apartment that belonged to him? A jacket or a wallet? Anything?â
      âNo, his parents got all of his stuff back in Maryland. Dezmond, this is crazy.â
      âI know how it sounds, but I can prove it to you. I just need one thing he cared about. Did he give you something meaningful?â
      âI donât know. MaybeâŚâ I lifted my left hand and thatâs when I remembered the promise ring. âThis. He gave me this promise ring back in high school.â
      âCan I hold it?â
      âIâm not sure if I want to do this.â
      âIf it gets too weird or if you canât handle it, then Iâll stop.â
      I thought about it for a little while before slowly removing the ring from my finger and placing it in Dezmondâs hands. The moment I placed it in his hands, his eyes lit up and he let out a long-winded gasp. He stood up and walked around in a small circle for a few minutes and then stopped. I stood up because I wasnât sure if he was about to leave the room or stay. Out of nowhere, I felt a very cool breeze flow through the room.
      âHeâs here,â he told me. âHeâs in this bedroom with us right now.â
      I wasnât sure if I believed in what he was doing, but I did have a strange feeling. It was making the hairs stand up on the back of my neck. âCan he hear me?â
      âYes, he can hear and see you.â He paused for a short while before saying, âHe keeps saying bed. I donât know what heâs trying to tell me.â He closed his eyes. âHeâs saying bed and side.â
      âMy side of the bed? He used to always sleep on the right side and I slept on the left whenever we spent the night together. Can I ask him something?â
      âYeah, go ahead.â
      âOmari, if youâre really here then tell meâŚwell tell Dezmond what you were wearing the last time I saw you at my house back in Maryland. I remember every single detail about you that day. What were you wearing, baby?â
      Dezmond closed his eyes and quietly replied, âHe says he was wearing a wife beater, khaki shorts and a white RunâD.M.C. cap. Heâs saying he wore the cap because he didnât have a haircut.â
                       Omari Parker
      When Dezmond relayed that message for Omari, I realized that this was real and he indeed was speaking to my dead lover. Omari was supposed to get a haircut the next day before our date to the movies, so he wore that Run-D.M.C. cap that day. And he was wearing a wife beater and khaki shorts. As if Iâd been punched in the gut, I grabbed my stomach and sat down because my knees got weak. My fear subsided but I still didnât know how to feel about this whole thing. I wasnât sure I could handle what Omari had to say.
      âHeâs saying party,â Dezmond continued. âI think heâs saying warming party.â
      âHousewarming party?â I asked.
      âYes, housewarming party. Heâs saying housewarming party and I canât make out the other word. Might or mate, I think.â
      My eyes lit up and I asked, âThe housewarming party? Cassandraâs housewarming party? Dezmond, thatâs where you and I met. He knows about that?â
      âHe says he was jealous. Okay, now heâs saying doctor piper. No, pepper. Dr. Pepper, the soda.â
      It took me a little while to remember me and Dezmondâs first date. âOh my God, it was him. Dez, remember our first date at Chiliâs? Your glass of Dr. Pepper turned over on me. He did that?â
      âHe says heâs sorry. He was jealous. He knew because of housewarming party.â
      âHe knew what?â
      âMate.â
      âMate? Like soulmate?â
      âYes.â
      âIs he saying he knew before you and I met that weâd be together?â
      âYes. Heâs saying sorry again.â
      âI forgive you, Omari. I understand why you were jealous. You didnât even like it when I made new male friends.â
      âNo, heâs saying sorry for something different.â He froze and his eyes widened. âPills.â
      Thatâs when I finally felt like I could take it. I had to know why he did what he did. I had to know if he knew how bad it would make me feel, and that he left me. I approached Dezmond and touched his hand and to my surprise, tears filled his eyes. âWhatâs wrong?â
      âI can hear him more clearly now. Chad, Iâve never been able to hear a spirit speak like this.â He paused for a second. âHe wants you to know that he couldnât go on any more like that. He was in a lot of pain.â
      âI couldâve helped you, Omari. You know how much I loved you.â
      âHe says that the disease won. He was hearing voices.â
      âOh my God.â Tears rolled down my face and I quickly wiped them. âThere were counselors that couldâve helped.â
      âHeâs saying no. It was too severe.â
      âThey couldâve helped him! Heâd been suicidal before and they helped him!â
      âHeâs saying he wasnât just suicidal by that point. He was hearing voices telling him to kill you. And even though he couldnât stop the voices, he says he knew that he could never hurt you and the thought of possibly hurting youâŚit made him want to end it all.â
      I sobbed and asked, âWhy did he make plans with me to go to the movies then? I donât understand. Why did he do it?â
      âHe says you knew him best and if he didnât tell you heâd see you the next day, you wouldâve known something was wrong. He didnât want to hurt you.â
      âWell, he did hurt me! You hurt me, Omari!â
      âYou have to understand.â
      âWhat?â
      âHeâs saying you have to understand. He wasnât himself anymore. The only thing keeping him on this earth was you and your love. Once his mind began telling him to harm you, he says it had to end.â He paused for a short while before saying, âHe wants you to know thatâŚâ
      âWhat? He wants me to know what?â
      âHis voice is fading. Iâm starting to hear him less.â He waited for a few seconds. âHeâs saying you asked him something when you were alone in the church after his funeral. The answer is: always and forever.â He exhaled and told me, âHeâs gone.â He placed the ring back in my hand. âBaby, what did you ask him in the church?â
      Choked up, I wiped my eyes and replied, âI asked him if he still loved me. I used to ask him that after we had an argument and heâd give me the same answer, always and forever. Dezmond, thank you.â
      I broke down and Dezmond held me. Iâd never experienced something that surreal before in my life. A part of me was still upset with Omari but as I thought about the things heâd said through Dezmond, I realized just how bad his mental state had gotten. He really was in pain and there was nothing I could do to help him. There was nothing his family could do besides institutionalize him and thereâs no way he wouldâve been okay with that. Still, I was grateful of Dezmond and his ability. Many people lose love ones and never get real closure.
      âAre you mad at me for still loving him?â I asked Dezmond later that night as we prepared for a dinner party with our friends to celebrate our anniversary.
      âNo, of course not,â he answered. âI understand that you two had something special and I would never want you to deny that.â
      âHe sort of gave us his blessing.â
      âYeah, he did.â
      âSo, what happens to him now? Will he ever communicate through you again?â
      âOnly if you want him to. For now, heâs in a different world. Heâll only come around if you strongly yearn for him.â
      âAnd how will I know heâs here?â
      âUnless you let me hold the ring when heâs here, you wonât know. But baby, thatâs not the important thing. The important thing is that heâll always be with you in one way or another. And he wants you to be happy. Do I make you happy?â
      âYou know you do.â
      âThe only way you can satisfy him is by living. He wants you to live. He wants you to enjoy each and every moment you have here.â He kissed me. âNow, letâs check on that chicken.â He was about to turn to the oven but I grabbed his hand. âWhat is it, baby?â
      âI just wanted to say I love you.â
      He smiled and said, âAnd I love you. Always and forever.â
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Š D.A. Morrison 2016

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âDefinition of Soulmateâ
      The way Louis and I met has to be the craziest story ever. So Iâd met this freaky girl in a private Facebook group that said she loved being in threesomes with two dudes. Iâd never ran a train on a girl with any of my homeboys and didnât want to, so when she suggested that I have a threesome with her and another nigga she was replying to on Facebook, I was all for it. I showed up at her house at the same time the other dude showed up, and it was pretty much instant between us. We double-teamed her until she couldnât take no more, but both of us knew there was something more there. I could feel it in the way he looked at me and I knew he knew that I was checking him out. As we were leaving, we exchanged numbers.
      Before Louis, Iâd only fooled around with one other dude and it wasnât even a full experience. All it did was make my curiosity stronger. Louis gave me the full experience. He was downlow and claimed he liked fucking women just as much as he liked fucking men. And for nearly six years, he fucked me regularly. I got so addicted to him that I moved him into my apartment. We were friends in public and fuck buddies behind closed doors and for a while I was cool with that. It wasnât until he got a girl pregnant that things started changing between us.
      âWassup peanut head,â he said to me as he walked into our apartment. He closed and locked the door before collapsing onto the sofa beside me. He kissed my cheek and then kept looking at me. âWhy you so quiet?â
      âIâm just thinkinâ,â I replied.
      âThinkinâ âbout what?â
      âThis whole baby thing.â
      âD, I wish youâd stop trippinâ. It ainât like Iâm gonna be with the bitch.â
      âSee, this is what pisses me the fuck off. Lou, I donât give a fuck about you beinâ with her and fuckinâ her. We both fuck females on the side. I just canâtâŚâ I sighed and gave up.
      âYou just what?â
      âNothinâ, bruh. Just forget it.â
      âI donât know what the fuck your problem is but you need to chill the fuck out. Iâm with you so there ainât no problem. I hate when you get like this.â
      âAnd I hate that you had to go and fuck up a good thing.â
      âIf all you gonna do is bitch then Iâm out.â He stood up. âI already here this shit from Nyemah, I donât need it from you.â
      âLeave then.â I turned my focus back to the TV thinking that he would leave, but he sat back down.
      âWhat do you want me to do, DâAngelo? Iâm sorry I got her pregnant but there ainât shit I can do about that now. Itâs in her hands.â
      âYou wanna know what you can do?â
      âYeah. Iâll do anything to make you feel better. You know that.â
      âBe honest with me.â
      âOkay.â
      âWhy did you fuck her without a rubber?â
      âWhat?â
      âWhy did you fuck her without a rubber, Lou? Me and you donât use condoms and we said weâd never fuck anybody else without them. So, why did you do it that one time with Nyemah?â
      âIt was outside the club, man. I wasnât gonna hookup with no bitches that night because I thought you were gonna be up and ready to take some dick after I got in from the club. But when I was leavinâ, I saw Nyemah and that ass andâŚshit bruh I couldnât help it. And she was givinâ me that look and my dick got hardâŚâ
      âJust stop.â
      âMe and you didnât fuck that night because when I got in, you was sleep.â He stopped and then put his arm around me. âYou mad at me?â
      âWhat if she wouldâve had somethinâ?â
      âBruh, chill. That girl could barely take dick. A bitch with a pussy that damn tight ainât fuckinâ around. Besides, she said sheâd seen me around the club plenty of times before.â
      âI wish you wouldnât have fucked her.â
      âIf I had known she wasnât on the pill I wouldnât have fucked her. But whatâs done is done. Iâma be a man and take care of my responsibility.â
      When he said that, I couldnât help but laugh. âTake care of your responsibility? What about your responsibility to what we got goinâ?â
      âHere you go again. You sound like a fuckinâ bitch when you say shit like that.â
      âI guess Iâm bitch then. You donât take this shit serious enough for me, Louis. Itâs like this shit is just some game to you.â
      âNigga, I take everything I fuckinâ do seriously! Donât you ever say no dumb shit like that again!â
      âOh, so now I get a real reaction out yo ass. Okay.â
      âI swear you like fuckinâ with me for no reason, D. Iâm really gettinâ sick of this shit.â
                   Me (DâAngelo Clark)
      âIâm fuckinâ with you for no reason? Are you serious?! We have a code, Louis! You fuckinâ broke the code when you went up in that bitch raw! And I donât care if you didnât mean to do it and that itâs too late to change it, you fucked up!â
      âSo what you sayinâ?â
      âNigga, I donât know if this shit can be fixed. Thatâs what the fuck Iâm sayinâ!â I stood up and went down the hall and into my room. Even though he always slept in there with me, it was considered my room whenever we had people over.
      He stormed into the room and asked, âYou done with me?â
      âJust leave me alone, Lou.â
      âNah, if you thinkinâ it then you need to just say it. Are you done with me?â
      âI donât know but I think you might need to go stay with Junebug or Ant or somebody for a little while. I need time to think.â
      âAâight, whatever you need. Iâll go pack up some shit and Iâll call Ant on my way to his crib. I guess I can tell him me and you got into it, which wouldnât be far from the truth.â He was about to leave my room but stopped and turned back towards me before saying, âYou know how I feel about you. There ainât a thing in this world that I wouldnât do for you. And even when you donât believe it, Iâm always gonna have your back. I love you, bruh.â
      I donât know why, but I got the strangest feeling when he told me he loved me. Weâd been saying that four-letter word to each other so casually but it really did feel different that time. I felt this tingle go up my spine and my heart skipped a beat. It wasnât until heâd left the apartment that I found myself wondering if I really could walk away from the relationship. What we had was special because no one knew about it. Thatâs probably why we were able to become so close, because no one could intentionally try to come in between us.
      Louis was pretty much all I had, and before he got Nyemah pregnant, I was all he had. We both grew up in the foster care system. His experience of moving from one group home to the next was almost identical to mine. We liked a lot of the same things and connected on a level thatâs hard to even describe. There were times where Iâd be thinking of something specific and just before Iâd get a chance to say it, heâd say the exact same thing. And then there were times where it seemed like we were having a conversation without speaking to each other. It was weird how in sync we always were with each other. I had no idea just how in sync we were until that hot summer day.
      After he left the apartment, I decided to go for a walk. It was a typical afternoon in the neighborhood. I walked around for a good half hour before turning to head back. Thatâs when my phone started ringing in my pocket. I took it out and looked at the screen to see it was Louis calling. I ignored the call and continued my walk. About two minutes later, he called again. This time I decided to answer it.
      âWhat do you want, Lou?â I asked. He didnât respond. âLou?â I waited for him to say something but he didnât. All I could hear was heavy breathing and static. âLouis, I canât hear you. The phone got a bad connection.â
      âMeet me,â he finally said through the static.
      âWhat?â
      âMeet me at theâŚpark.â
      âHuh? What park?â
      âTheâŚpark.â
      âI canât hear whatâŚâ The phone clicked and I looked at the screen to see heâd hung up.
                     Louis Jenkins
      His voiced sounded so weird. I could tell it was him but there was something different in the way he sounded. Cedar Park was the nearest park so I began walking towards it. I was almost halfway to it anyway so it wouldâve taken longer to go back and get my car instead of just walking. When I got to the park, he wasnât there. I looked all around and didnât see him anywhere. I figured that he mustâve still been on his way, so I sat down and waited. After about twenty minutes, I called him back but his phone went straight to voicemail. I texted him three different times but the texts remained unread. I didnât know what was going on, but I wasnât liking the way it was making me feel.
      After waiting for a little while longer, I gave up and decided to walk back home. I thought about Louis and that weird phone call the whole way back. The moment I turned down our street, I smelled smoke. I looked up and noticed my building was on fire! There was a fire truck spraying water and police and people everywhere. I couldnât believe what my eyes were seeing. I spotted my neighbor Kevonte and hurried over to him to find out what happened.
      âYo Kevonte,â I called out as I approached him. âWhat the hell happened?â
      âYou know Mrs. Hendricks?â he asked me.
      âThe old lady that lives in the apartment above mine?â
      âYeah. Somethinâ happened in her apartment and it caught that whole side of the buildinâ on fire.â
      âShit, that means all my stuff got burnt! Fuck! Man, I canât believe this shit!â I took a deep breath and tried to calm down. âIs Mrs. Hendricks alright?â
      âNah man. I heard a firefighter say she was dead, bruh. Her and her cats died up in there. Shit is fucked up.â
      âDamn. I feel bad she died like that. My stuff, though.â
      âDâAngelo!â Louis called out. I looked behind me to see him getting out of his car. He ran over to me. I could tell he wanted to hug me but couldnât due to our surrounding. âYou okay, bruh?â
      âYeah, I wasnât in there. I had taken a walk andâŚâ I suddenly remembered his phone call. âWait, why did you come back here?â
      âBecause I got all the way to Antâs crib and realized I left my phone in the apartment.â
      âWhat? No, thatâs not possible. You called me and told me to meet you at Cedar Park.â
      âHuh? No I didnât.â
      âYes you did. It was while I was heading back here. I walked to the park but you never showed up.â
      âD, I didnât call you from my phone. I couldnât have. Itâs up in the apartment.â
      âLouisâŚâ I pulled my phone from my pocket and pulled up my recent calls history. Thatâs when things really got weird. His two phone calls to me werenât there. They werenât in my recent calls history. âI donât know whatâs going on but you called me and told me to meet you at the park. My phone mustâve deleted the two calls from the history.â
      âDâAngelo, how could I have called you if my phone is upstairs probably burnt up by the fire? I never called you.â
      I felt like I was going crazy. I know for a fact that I didnât imagine him calling me. How could something like that had happened? After talking to the firefighters and police, we learned that Mrs. Hendricksâs gas line behind her stove had cracked. She mustâve lit a cigarette or something and the apartment exploded, causing other apartments to catch on fire. Her floor and our roof caved in so had I been home, I wouldâve died. That phone call from Louis saved my life. His phone had been destroyed inside of the apartment so there was no explanation for how I got the phone call from that phone.
      âAre you sure youâre okay?â he asked me as we rode in his car.
      âYeah,â I told him. âThis whole thing just doesnât make sense, man. You gotta believe me, Lou; Iâm not making it up.â
      âI believe you. If you wouldâve walked back to the apartment instead of goinâ to Cedar ParkâŚI donât even wanna think about it. Youâre safe and thatâs all that matters.â
      âWhat are we gonna do?â
      âWell, we can stay at a hotel until we find another place. We just gotta work more hours than usual. We can replace all the stuff we lost. What we could never replace is each other. I know youâre still mad at me but we still got each other, DâAngelo. No matter what.â
      âI know.â
      âI love you.â
      âI love you, too.â I reached over and grabbed his free hand as he drove with the other.
      After that experience, our relationship changed. We became closer than we already were. I forgave him for getting Nyemah pregnant and I made sure he knew that I wasnât going to leave him ever. About three weeks later, Nyemah got in a fight at the club with some girl. The girlâs friends jumped Nyemah and she ended up miscarrying at fourteen weeks. I could tell Louis was hurt by it so I did whatever I could to comfort him. All the while, we never discussed what happened the day our apartment burned. But both of us knew why it happened. We knew without a doubt that we were meant to be together, and that if we tried to break up, fate would only pull us back together again. That day was definitely a test for me. Iâd never doubt how strong our love is for each other every again in my life.
[Disclaimer]: Pictures used do not reflect the sexuality or personality of people in the pictures. They only serve as visual examples of the characters.
Š D.A. Morrison 2016
âNever Let Me Goâ
      The cold February night Byron and his homeboys were shot was definitely the worst night of my life. Before I learned about the shooting, it had been the best day of my life because Iâd received a full-ride scholarship to NYUâs Tisch School of the Arts. Iâd found my way out of West Baltimore but my joy was cut short because the only boy Iâd ever loved was shot five times and was fighting for his life. I remember going to the crime scene and seeing the black Ford Expedition riddled with so many bullet holes. There was blood everywhere and even though it had happened hours before and I wasnât there when it happened, I could still hear his screams and his cries for help. My breath was taken away. My heart was taken away.
      By that summer, he was still in a coma and I was depressed. I was barely eating anything and I only wore black. I never hung out with my friends and I only left my house to practice dance routines at the studio. All I could do was think about my Byron and pray that heâd make it through. For some reason, our last conversation would always pop up in my mind. It wasnât an argument or anything like that. Our last conversation was about me having his back no matter what. His last words to me were, âNever let me go.â It was so random but I didnât even think about it at the time he said it. I didnât understand how important those words would be later.
      âAre you sure you donât want to go with me?â my mama asked me as she put in her earrings. âYou know Lynn and Gayle wonât mind.â
      âMa, itâs a ladiesâ night out,â I said. âYâall go have fun.â
      âYou sure?â
      âYes, Iâm sure. Youâve been working all week and you need to have some fun for a change. I have some reading to catch up on.â
      âReading? You just graduated high school a couple of months ago and youâre reading?â She laughed and shook her head. âWhen I graduated high school, the last thing I wanted to do was read something that reminded me of classwork.â She noticed that I wasnât laughing and came over to the sofa where I was sitting. âSweetie, I know this year has been difficult but you have to keep your focus on your future. Youâre going to New York in a few weeks to start a whole new life.â She softly stroked my hair and sat down beside me.
      âHow can I start a new life when Byron will still be here? What if he never wakes up, mama?â
      âKyle, I know you love that boy but what happened to him isnât that much of a surprise.â
      âMamaâŚâ
      âNo, you need to hear this. I have been walking around here on eggshells for months hoping that youâd move on but itâs gone on too long now. Byron was a thug. Heâs in that stupid Lafayette Street Killas gang and he sold drugs. He couldnât even be with you in public. I do not understand what you saw in him. Iâll never understand it.â
      âYou could never understand it because my connection with him is unexplainable, mama. Itâs like heâs a part of me and Iâm a part of him, and when weâre together thereâs this overwhelming sense of unity. Weâre complete opposites but we fit together so perfectly.â
      âYouâre going to have to let him go, Kyle. You cannot put your life on hold just so that you can hold onto some shred of hope that heâll wake up out of that coma. What happened to him and his thug friends was unfortunate but he put himself in that situation.â
      âI donât want to talk about this right now.â
      âSee, every time I try to get through to you, you shut me down and then you shut yourself down. You canât keep going on like this, sweetheart. You werenât the one sitting in that car, he was. Youâre not the one in the coma, he is. Count your blessings and move on.â
      âCount my blessings? Mama, besides you, Byron was all I had. I shared things with him that you could never understand. He was more than just my boyfriend and my first love, he was mine. I truly believe he and I were put on this earth to be together. And the fact that I canât be with him right nowâŚitâs a pain that you could never know.â Tears filled my eyes and I buried my face in my hands.
      âIâm sorry but all I want is for you to take advantage of the big opportunity that has been given to you. I want you to get out of this place and never look back. And when you make it big, send money for my cute ass to get out of here.â She laughed and I couldnât help but look at her and crack a smile. âThereâs that smile I miss.â She hugged me. âI donât care how old you get, youâre always gonna be my lilâ itty bitty. I love you, baby.â
      âI love you, too, mama.â
                     Me (Kyle McKell)
      After assuring her that Iâd be fine, she headed out to have fun with her friends. Instead of reading the novel Iâd planned on reading that night, I decided to just curl up on the sofa and scroll through my phone and look at all of the pics of me and Byron that I had stored on it and on my micro SD card. Some of the pics on my micro SD were from my old digital camera, back when he and I first started talking and I was still a virgin. We spent most of our time in my bedroom talking and cuddling, so most of the pics were in that setting.
      I met Byron Patterson on the first day of ninth grade at Frederick Douglass High School. It was after school and I was walking home when a group of boys started picking on me and threatened to beat me up. They chased me down an alley and just as they were about to jump me, Byron and his homeboys came out of nowhere and fought the guys who were messing with me. They whooped their asses and I took off running. I didnât even realize Iâd dropped my backpack in the alley until Byron showed up at my door with it. My wallet was inside and so was my ID, which was how he found me. He told me he saw the group of guys chasing me and that he rounded up his boys to save me. When I asked him why he did that, he just smiled and then handed me his number.
      I learned that day that Byron and his friends back then lived by a specific code. They never harmed children or older people, and they always stood up for people who were outnumbered in a situationâsuch as the one Iâd been in. Byron was my first everything. He treated me like royalty and I was so in love with him. Even when we I did something to make him mad, heâd easily forgive me and then kiss me.
      âI canât stay mad at you,â heâd say with that cute smile of his. âHow can I stay mad at my boo?â
      I swear whenever he called me his boo, I melted inside. Things changed when he dropped out of school near the end of our tenth grade year. He joined the Lafayette Street Killas and began selling drugs. I wanted him to leave that gang but he said he couldnât because his brother was a member and when he died, the gang approached him to join. He told them no at first but they threatened to kill him if he didnât join. So he joined and I hated it, but I wasnât going to give up on him or our relationship. I stayed with him and we made sure we were careful. The only people who knew about our relationship were my best friend Erika and my mama.
      So there I was curled up on the sofa looking at old pics of me and Byron, when all of a sudden I heard footsteps running upstairs. Startled, I jumped up and hurried over to the staircase. I looked up but didnât see anyone. The lights were off upstairs so I slowly walked up the stairs. When I got up there, I turned on the hall light to see my bedroom door had been closed. I distinctly remembered leaving it open.
      âHello?â I called out as I approached my door. âIs anybody in here?â I opened the door and screamed when I saw Byron lying on my bed shirtless. I grabbed my chest because my heart was pounding.
                      Byron Patterson
      âOh, I ainât mean to scare you,â he said with that smile on his face. âYou aâight?â
      âWhat are you doing here? How are you here right now?â I pinched myself. âHave I lost my mind?â
      âKyle, you didnât lose your mind. Boo, Iâm here.â
      âThatâs not possible.â
      He sat up and climbed off my bed and told me, âIâm here.â He grabbed my hand and thatâs when tears filled my eyes. âI need you.â
      âI need you, too.â
      âNo, I really need you. Boo, you gotta pay close attention because there ainât much time left.â He stared into my eyes. âYou have to stop them.â
      âStop who?â
      âThe people in my hospital room right now. Theyâre gonna kill me, Kyle.â
      âWhat?â
      âIf you donât stop them theyâll kill me. Itâs not my time. Youâre my only hope, baby.â
      âBut I donât understand. How canâŚâ
      âNever let me go, Kyle.â He wrapped his arms around me. âNever let me go.â
      Before I could say anything else to him, I woke up on the sofa. It was a dream. Iâd fallen asleep on the sofa while looking at the pics of me and him. My heart was still pounding in my chest and I had the strangest feeling in my gut. I put my hands up to my face and thatâs when I realized his scent was all over me. He always smelled of Axe body wash, cocoa butter and a hint of Black & Mild because he smoked those all the time. That scent was on me as if heâd just been holding me. And I kept hearing his voice over and over in my head saying, âNever let me go.â
      I didnât even put on presentable clothes, I just slid on a pair of shoes, grabbed my keys and phone, and dashed out of my house. I figured Iâd get to the hospital faster if I ran, so I ran past the bus stop instead of waiting on the next bus. The urgency in Byronâs voice was driving me by that point. I knew it was only a dream but I had to be sure. I had to know if he was really in danger and if I could save him the way that heâd saved me years ago.
      When I got to the hospital heâd been in since February, I took the elevator up to the tenth floor where his room was. I got to the door and paused for a few seconds to catch my breath. I then opened the door and stepped inside to see some of his family and friends gathered around his bed. Sitting next to him was a doctor, who looked like he was trying to remove something.
      âStop!â I called out, causing everyone to turn their attention to me.
      âWho the hell is this faggot?â asked one of Byronâs homeboys.
      âI think youâre in the wrong room, honey,â said Byronâs mama. I knew who she was because heâd shown my pictures of her before.
      âNo, Iâm not in the wrong room. I know Byron fromâŚschool. I used to tutor him before he dropped out andâŚâ
      âGet the fuck outta here!â another gang member shouted.
      âNah hold up,â said Dequan, one of Byronâs old friends. âYour name is Kyle, right?â
      âYeah. Do you remember me? Remember the guys tried to jump me after school and yâall helped me?â
      âI remember. What you doinâ here?â
      âI know this sounds crazy butâŚitâs not his time.â
      âItâs time for you to leave,â said one of Byronâs family members.
      âNo, please,â I pleaded. âMy grandma used to always say God speaks to us in many different ways, and all we have to do is listen. God spoke to me tonight and he told me that it isnât Byronâs time. I donât know when heâll wake up or if heâll be alright after waking up, but he is going to wake up.â
      âThis is fucked up,â said Byronâs homeboy. âI know yâall not gonna let some faggot ass bitch come up in here and play games!â He reached to the back of his pants and said, âI should smoke this bitch right here.â
      âI wanna see you try,â I snapped at him. âI am so sick of you and your poison. Itâs your fault this happened to him in the first place! He didnât deserve this! Heâs not bad like you and your fake ass thug wannabe homeboys. Fuck you and fuck the Lafayette Street Killas!â
      Everyone lost their cool by that point. We were all shouting at each other and getting in each otherâs faces. All of a sudden, I noticed the doctor leaning over Byron. The machines were beeping faster and louder. The doctor raised his hand and our yelling died down gradually. We all turned our attention to the doctor. The moment I heard Byron wheezing, tears filled my eyes.
      âHeâs coming out of his comatose state,â said the doctor.
      âOh thank the Lord,â called out Byronâs mama.
      The doctor looked at me and informed me, âHad you not walked in that door at the exact time you did, this patient would be dead. I was moments away from disconnecting the machines keeping him alive.â
      It only took about twenty minutes for Byron to wake up and get through some excessive coughing. The doctor made us all step out into the hall while he and some nurses checked Byronâs vital signs and other functions. While his fellow gang members still looked like they wanted to kill me, his family were thankful.
      âI donât know who you are,â said his mama with tears in her eyes, âbut you saved my babyâs life. Thatâs my only child in there and Iâd given up on the hope of him ever waking up.â
      âIt wasnât me,â I told her. âIt was Byron.â
      The doctor stepped out of the room and told us, âIn my twenty years of dealing with comatose patients, Iâve never witnessed this. Heâs going to make a full recovery. Heâll need to stay in the hospital for monitoring for two weeks but after that, heâll be able to return home.â
      âThank you so much, Dr. Radcliff,â said Byronâs mama.
      âOh, he wants to see Kyle,â the doctor told us. âHe specifically requested to talk to Kyle in private.â
      They all looked at me and I assured them, âHe probably heard me when I entered the room. Iâll tell him youâre all out here waiting to see him.â I stepped into the room and closed the door. There were still some nurses in there moving things around, so I was expecting him to be coded with me in front of them.
      He smiled and coughed a little before saying, âDamn, look at you. You look just like you did the last time I saw you.â
      âYou remember?â I asked him as tears rolled down my face.
      âI remember everything. Come here, boo.â I sat down beside him and he placed his hand over mine. âIâm sorry.â
      âNo, you have nothing to apologize for.â
      âYes I do. I fucked up. Fuckinâ around with that stupid gang shitâŚâ He shook his head. âI canât even think about what you been goinâ through.â
      âByron, youâre here and youâre going to be fine. Thatâs all that matters.â
      âNo, Iâm supposed to protect you. How can I do that if Iâm not here?â He touched my face. âI love you, baby.â
      I looked around and laughed nervously before telling him, âByron, weâre not alone.â
      âI donât care. Iâve been in this hospital a long ass time, ainât I?â
      âYeah, itâs been about six months.â
      âSix months without seeinâ you and touchinâ you.â He leaned forward and kissed my lips. âI promise you Iâll never leave you alone again. On my life, baby.â He wiped my tears.
      âI wasnât sure if I was going to go to New York in a few weeks.â
      âOh yeah, the dance scholarship. You found out about that the day I gotâŚâ He stopped and shook his head. âYou were gonna stay here because of me? Nah, I wouldnât have wanted that.â
      âI couldnât leave you.â
      âYou know your moms woulda kicked your ass if you tried to stay here instead of goinâ.â We shared a good laugh.
      âTrue.â
      He paused and had this look on his face as if he was remembering something. âYo, I had this crazy dream. I probably had a lot of them but I can only remember this one.â
      âWhat was it about?â
      âI was in bed with you in your room and we were about to go to sleep. Of course we were naked.â He laughed and I smiled at him. âSo we was in bed and I told you I had to be somewhere at ten, and that I needed you to wake me up at nine-forty-five.â He looked into my eyes for a second and then turned and looked up at the big clock on the wall. âBoo, when I woke up in this hospital tonight the first thing I did was look up at that clock. It was nine-forty-five on the dot. You woke me up just like you said you would.â
      It was in that moment that I realized we really were one entity at times. It wasnât just some coincidence that we both had surreal dreams and that he woke up from the coma following those surreal dreams. We were meant to be together and there really was no denying it. I was more than just happy that he was going to be alright, I was overjoyed. I had to keep pinching myself to make sure it was really happening.
      So after talking and kissing for the longest, he finally explained to me what happened the night he and his homeboys were shot. He told me they were parked outside of a fish market waiting on their food when a white van pulled up and just started shooting. He remembered getting hit once in the shoulder but passed out after that. He had no idea who shot them and when I told him he was the only one in the SUV to survive the shooting, it really sunk in how lucky he was.
      Before I left to let him spend time with his family and friends, he told me to do something very important. Heâd stashed a duffle bag full of money under the floorboards of a trap house him and his homeboys did work at. He told me I was the only person he could trust with it, and gave me instructions on how to get into the house without being seen.
      âYou gotta enter from the broken kitchen window in the back,â he told me. âThat window is our escape outta the house in case some shit goes down. Sneak in through that window and go into the pantry on the right. The money is under the floorboards in that pantry. Itâs gotta be like fifty thousand in that bag, maybe more.â
      âWhat do you want me to do with it?â I asked him.
      âTake it with you to New York. Put it in an account or somethinâ. Thatâs our money, boo.â
      âBut what about you?â
      âI damn sure ainât stayinâ here. Once I get released from here and I can get around by myself, Iâm outta Baltimore. Iâll come up there with you.â
      âI donât wanna leave you, Byron.â
      âIt wonât be for long, boo. I promise.â He gently placed his forehead to mine. âYou have my word. I love you.â
      âI love you, too.â
      After leaving the hospital, I did just as heâd said. Luckily, no one was at the trap house. I was able to get the money and take it back to my house. I took it up to my room and hid it in my closet just before my mama came home. I told her Byron woke up and while she still wasnât ready to accept my relationship with him, she was happy to see me happy. I didnât tell her about the money and the plan Iâd made with Byron, but I did tell her that I looked forward to going to New York.
      Three weeks later, I enrolled at NYUâs Tisch School of the Arts. Iâd been talking on the phone with Byron daily and Iâd put the money in an account with both our names on it. One day after my classes, I had to return to my studio apartment to get something Iâd left behind. I had the strangest feeling in my gut the moment I got to my building. I entered the lobby and dropped all my stuff the moment I saw him sitting there waiting on me. I couldnât believe it. I had everything I couldâve ever wanted, and he was everything I wanted. And I was never going to let go.
[Disclaimer]: Pictures used do not reflect the sexuality or personality of people in the pictures. They only serve as visual examples of the characters.
Š D.A. Morrison 2016
âDivine Interpretationâ
      I opened my eyes for the third time to see I was now shirtless and standing on a balcony overlooking a courtyard on a beautiful warm morning. This reality was definitely more pleasant than the previous two and I didnât feel a strange vibe as I had with the others. The air was so fresh and everything looked new around me, including the outdoor bamboo wicker chair I realized I was leaning against. I was careful this time not to do anything that would cause me to black out again because I remembered what would happen if I ventured further than three different realities. With that in mind, I decided to remain exactly how I arrived and waited for the essence of that reality to approach me.
                         Jordan (Me)
      âAre you ready, Jordan?â a manâs voice asked me from within the room that the balcony was attached to. âDonât be afraid. Come on in and learn why youâre here.â
      Slowly, I backed away from the bamboo wicker chair and immediately noticed my navel was pierced. Iâd always wanted it pierced but never had it done because I was afraid of what people would think if they ever saw it. I stopped thinking about it as I proceeded into the room. Unlike the previous two realities, nothing seemed familiar at first. Iâd never seen the outside nor the inside of that room before in my life. However, when I noticed who was lying on the bed, I realized familiarity had taken the form of someone from my personal life. His name was Bryce and he was my girlfriendâs best friend and roommate. I had no idea why he was appearing to me in nothing but a pair of yellow briefs but there he was.
      âWhat is this?â I asked him.
      Keeping his attention on the large uncovered windows that showed the other side of whatever building we were in, he sighed and told me, âAs with your last journey and the one before that, there can only be one way forward. If you make a mistake then you will proceed to your fourth and we both know what that means.â
                          Bryce
      âBryce, what do you have to do with any of this?â
      âYou tell me. Iâm in your process, not the other way around. If Iâm here then it means you want me here.â
      âThat doesnât make any sense. It would make more sense if Rochelle was here half-naked.â
      âWhy am I here then? Make it make sense, Jordan.â
      As I tried to think of a reason for why he was there, I noticed how the morning sunrise caused a singular beam of light to bounce off of his golden skin. He was as heavenly pure as a virgin in holy water and as hauntingly beautiful as honey being harvested from a honeycomb covered in killer bees. I knew I was meant to admire him in that moment; however, the thought of going past admiring him seemed dangerous. Iâd never wanted to see him that way before; yet somehow, that was the way he appeared to me. If this was truly my mindâs doing, I indeed wanted him as he was.
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âAfternoon Delightâ
      Summer break was coming to an end and I was ready to go back off to college at the University of Tennessee for my sophomore year. As prepared I was to return to school, I was a little mad at myself for not accomplishing the one thing Iâd wanted to do before the end of summer: suck and maybe even get fucked by my future stepbrotherâs dick. Iâd wanted to get freaky with Deandre the moment our parents introduced us to each other. His dad had already moved into me and my mamaâs house earlier in the year and Deandre was spending the last few weeks of the summer break with us. I was determined to get Deandreâs dick before our parents got married that October and I wasnât accepting defeat.
      It was a hot afternoon, just days before we were both to leave off for our second year of college that weekend. Iâd bought a pack of ExtenZe liquid male enhancement while out on my run that morning and had to wait for the perfect opportunity to use it. When he came home from hanging out with some friends at the mall, I noticed he had a cup from McDonaldâs in his hand as I stared out from my window. He entered the house and I heard him come upstairs and go into the guest bedroom across the hall, which heâd been staying in while visiting us. When I heard the bedroom door reopen, I peeked through the crack in my door and saw him coming out of the bedroom with nothing but a towel around his waist. He went into the bathroom and I soon heard the sound of the shower running. I knew I had a little time to do what I needed to do, so I got to it.
                     Me (Montel Robinson)
      I made my way into his room and quickly removed the top from his McDonaldâs cup. I poured the male enhancement liquid into his drink and stirred it with his straw before putting the top back on it. Not a second after Iâd returned to my room, I heard the shower turn off and the sound of him going back into his room. I was nervous as hell but had it in my mind that heâd automatically come to my room once that stuff made him horny. Why wouldnât he? He knew I was gay and heâd caught me looking at him many times. Nearly an hour went by and I was ready to give up when I got a notification on my phone. Iâd created a fake Instagram account so that I could see Deandreâs Instagram because it was private and I knew heâd never allow me to see his posts. Heâd made a recent post and I checked it out.
      I laughed to myself and asked, âOh, is that right?â
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