So where yall niggas at now?" Home mafuka, you da only nigga wit out a gig...followed by a hoard of laughs...I even laugh myself. Kyree was rite doe. I'm the only one out da four of us dat aint got a job...as of yesterday that is. I aint da only one horny doe. "yall niggaz aint got no broads we can get at?" Take us home Jah! Niggaz got work n na mornin and this nigga horny. "Aite!" I drop off everybody but Raheem. Raheem was drunk and aint give a fuk. "We all out dawg...let's hit a shakey butt then!" I was wit it. I really wasnt tryn to go home either and if Rah wanted to ride out wit me...even better. Since it was 3 and all da shakey butts was prolly shuttin down, I figure we should just hit dis 24hr bookstore I knew about...fuk it...if I could grab a porno, that will work too. As we pulled up in the parking lot, I realized it damn near wasn't anywhere to park...niggaz must really want pornos on the late night. Raheem woke up just as I put da wheel in park. You cummn in? Yea dawg...I gotta take a piss first! Just piss when we get in...i aint wanna miss da strippers plus it look like niggaz was already hoggin by da amount of cars in the lot anyway! Aite...damn dawg, dem broads aint goin no where, he said staggering behind me as I grabbed for the door. As we walk in, I seen 2 dudes posted up along the wall towards a sign that said booths and strippers. I asked da clerk to be sure "Ol' head, da strippers dat way?" They gone till 1pm tommorow. the scraggily looking white guy said! Damn...fuk it, porno it is i stated. As i headed for the movies Raheem went towards the back. A whino! I laughed out...da broads gone..." I kno dick head he laughed...niggaz got a piss remember? So i went for the movies and Raheem to the bathroom, all the while i noticed the two dudes dissapeared in the back too. After about 10 mins of browsing through the worn out movie selection, I was ready to roll, fuk it, Ima hit trina worn out pussy when I get home. As I headed for the door, I thought about Rah nut ass, he prolly passed out somefukn where. As I made my way to the back...I could hear moans and grunts over what sounded like porno movies. As I passed the corridor of the green awning I yelled for my homie...YO cuz, fuk is you at? As I walked to the bathroom door, I could feel eyes burnin on my back, I turn around and saw one of the dudes on my heels that was standing in front when I got in..."you cool homie? i asked...insinuating an ass whoopin if need be...as he approached, I could see dude was a flame.."my bad he said in his sweetest tone...he was about 5,9 and 125lbs of McBitchassness. "you looking for your man? he asked. Who my man dawg? I asked in the most agitated voice...the dude you came in with...he back there. As I walked toward the back aisle, the grunts began to get louder and heavier. As I approached the booth door I could here a semi masculine voice saying "fuck me harder daddy!" As I turned to walk back...knowing damn well my man wasnt in there, I heard Rah moan...yea you like big dick faggot? immediately I tried pulling the door only to be stopped by a makeshift lock. "fuck outta here dawg! i heard Rah say. Thats when Mcbitchassness walked up to me...Go on the other side its a hole, you can see him...dat bitch got him before me he laughed...not even entertaining what that meant, I walked to da other side....just as McBitchy said...a hole big enough for a tennis ball was there...as I walked inside, I could see light flickering in and out. As I crouched down I wasn't sure if i was ready for what I might see. As i squinted and peered through the hole...it became clear...Raheem was in some ass. His jeans was wrapped around his thighs and his boxers were still on...only his 9 1/2 thick dick was through the piss hole and in the ass of what appeared to be the 2nd dude that was in the front. As I watch, my dick began to get hard. Raheem was doggie fukn the shit outta dat flame. Between thrusts, he would drop globs of spit out his mouth and onto his pipe and continue fukn. I never had seen no shit like this but it was turning me on. I sat on the bench inside the booth within eye view of the hole and continued watching. As i began to unbutton my pants.... a light came on...literally. As I stood up, Mcbitchy entered my booth. You might as well stay in here cause that cashier putting people out. Automatically my attitude shifted from horny to agressive. Fuck outta here dawg, as I pushed Mcbitchy out of the doorway. Just in time to see the old white clerk making his way in my direction. "One to a booth" As I stood in the walkway buttoning my pants, Mcbitchy seemed to muster up some masculinity..."Fuck you...he barked to the clerk, hmph "you just mad cuz you aint in na booth. "Out!" the clerk ordered. Not sure who he was talking to, I beat Mcbitchy to the front and out the door. Sitting in my wheel, my mind was racing a mile a minute...da fuk jus happend. I jus seen my man poppin a flame bul,  Mcbitchy was bout to knuckle da clerk, and the crazy part is...I still got nut in my dick das screaming to get out. My thoughts was interupted when I seen Rah making his way to the passenger side door. When he got in, he let out and breath as if he was running a mile or some shit. I just sat and looked foward. Rah looked at me..."you good dawg?' he asked. Not ready to lock eyes with him, I jus looked out my window and said "yea fam...you good?" Niggaz is good fam he said...had to let dat go my nig...jus as he said dat, I turned and faced him and gave him a once over, my eyes glanced at his pants, still unzipped and his semi erect penis was peeking out of his pisshole..."let what go cannon?" I asked as I started da wheel. "Piss nigga...fuk you think? he laughed. As I backed the car out of the lot... i said plainly...that was a long piss doe my nig..." I guess he said...wussup wit a shakey doe...niggaz still horny u digg? he claimed. I just continued driving as if I didn't hear him, all the while thinking. Da fuk jus happend. I kno I jus seen nis nigga poppin na fag bul...now he talkin bout strippers either dis nigga still on or he aint get dat nut. Wus crazy is dat shit was hot doe...i think... Either way...something in me considered taking advantage of the situation...."where we going yo?" he asked interupting my thoughts.."Home my nig!' I stated. "HOME Dis nigga go to one spot and now he wanna go home!" he laughed...did you atleast get a flick? "Nah" I stated. "Ima jus rock wit da flix i got at home..." "Fuk ima do bout my nut...you kno jaz monkey ass threw out all my flix...he said with a half laugh. " I dont kno pussy...i aint responsible for your nuts nigga!" Just then I glanced out the corner of my eye and saw Rah throw his head back..." I kno nigga!" he said with a hint of urk in his voice...why you say dat?" "Im jus sayin u do wut chu gotta do to get your own nut u digg?" "Whatever cannon he said as he looked out the window. Did i just miss my window i thought...do i even want a window? i thought further. Thinking a mile a minute and going 55mph on the e-way, i said "Fuk it...if you wanna borrow a flik you got it!" "Nah im gud!" he stated flatly. "cool". As we continue driving...the silence was so thick you could cut it...so i turned on the radio. We rhode the rest of the way to his spot listening to some classic BIG. As we pulled up in front of his spot... i parked in his driveway. "yo, u here pussy!" I laughed as i turned the car off. He woke out of his brief somber and looked at me then at his spot..."das crazy, i aint even get no nut and i kno dis broad gone be talkin shit! he stated. " I told you u coulda came to my spot homie...i had a couple flix you coulda borrowed i laughed. "nigga u aint say nuffin bout goin to ur spot! he barked. "fuk you think da ornos' was at dick head I laughed..."ard den we out" he reasoned. "Fuk you mean we out...nigga im not driving you back home...you crashn if you stay at my spot!" "Das cool dawg...long as i aint gotta deal wit dat knuckle head bitch...i fuk around and choke her rite now fam!" "yea aite" i stated as i started the wheel back up...as i began to pull out on to the street...i realized i had opened da window again...I think. About 20 minutes later we pulled into my garage. As we got out the wheel...Rah stretched and his jeans slipped jus below his waist line exposing his dick hanging threw the pisshole of his boxers...even though i had seen dis nigga pipe a million times, having partied broads and shit....something was different, this was the dick that was just popping the flame dude...and that was enough to make me keep looking. As his stretch came to an end...Raheem caught eyes wit me and he started pulling up his pants. "Fuk is your belt at pussy?" I laughed hoping he didn't making nuffin of it..."G's don't need belts my nig he said as he walked to my backed door...breathing a quick sigh of relief I made my way to the door and we both walked in... as we made our way through my basement....my mind began racing a mile a minute again. Fuk is my next move. Should I let him play dis shit out...wut shit exactly...should the I through the porno on...FUCK. This shit crazy...once again, my thoughts were interupted by a sobering Rah..."you fam, niggaz gotta piss again!" "Damn cannon...ya broke ass act like you bought da bar" I said half jokingly. "pussy, fuk iz u directing my piss now...i tell you wut...you can hold it for me and aim it in the toilet aite? he laughed. "Whatever nig...you can hold my dick when i piss pussy, my shits bigger den yours anyway nucca! I shot back half laughing. "Yea aite...where da bathroom?" he asked Pussy da bathroom location aint changed...down na hall and to da left! Rah stumbled past me and made his way down the hall. Was that my cue? I thought...Nah...I know dis nigga dont think ima hold his dick...and he pissing too...if i do decide to go hard it aint gone be no fetish shit like dat...why am i bitching, maybe dat was my cue...between all that thinking, I decided to muster up enough strength to go to the bathroom and let whatever happen happen. As I made my way down the hall to the bathroom doorway, about a foot away from it, I heard the toilet flush. I turned around laughing and let out a sigh of relief...I aint want no piss cue anyway...fuk, im tripping! As I walked in my livingroom, Rah bopped a few feet behind and plopped on my couch. I walked to the dvds and started calling out names..."black on black crime 1, 2, gangbang, gangwars, whats ur fortae my nig? I laughed. "PUSSY!" He said as he lifted his head up and watched me browse through the selection."I aint got no pussy cannon...I laughed. "Oh yea?" he questioned as if he knew something I didnt. "YEA!" I stated all the while thinking fuk outta here dawg...aint no mcbitchy in me. "What about Trina?" he shot back. "Trina?...oh das my bitch! I laughed out. Truth was, Trina wasn't my bitch, per say. Yea I was da only nigga fukn her, at least I thought, and I damn sure wasn't claiming her. Trina lived about 2 townhouses away from me. She was a badass bitch. I called her a vampire cuz da bitch was working a dead ass job during na day and and at nite, da bitch would suck da blood out a mafuka dick if she could...broad was a real head banger. "Nigga if you dont stop hoggin pussy...fuk iz u wifen nat broad? he asked. "Fuk nah...i mean i could but das too close for comfort u digg!" I let out. "Aite den...tell dat hor u and u man tryn fall in some pussy and 4 something in the morning you digg?" "I dont know if dat bitch wit no freak shit cannon" i shot back..."you gone have me call dis bitch and fuk up my local pussy! I laughed out. "Nigga jus tell her long dick daddie in na building! he stated. Automatically my mind reverbatted back to da flame lettin out moans of "daddie fuk dis ass!" I quickly dismissed the thoughts. "I dont know fam...u allways fukn sum shit up! i laughed. "Fuk dat mean? nigga if you wanna be stingy say dat...we den shared pussy plenty a times dawg...if u taking nis bitch personal....its cool...but dont play shit out like ima lame...u kno i drillz pussy cannon...im talkn bout dick in stomach da whole nine u digg. I did digg. Truth was, I love seeing nis nigga get pussy. He was a beast when it came to fukn broads and nat shit amped me up. Matter fact...I think dis nigga had a spit fetish cuz it seemed like every broad we partied...he was spit on na pussy and rub da head of his dick in it before he jamed da spit down na broad shot. Dat shit jus amped me to fuk da broad harder every time it was my turn. "fuk it you rite! I agreed. "if she wit it, Im wit it! I laughed. "You can use my jack to call her too fam!" he stated...eagerly handing me his iphone. " Nah fam...dat pussy only ring to my number i laughed. I grabbed my cordless and hit pound 5...aite yea i had da bitch on speed dial...it was good pussy! "Hello Jahmir" answered a groggy and somewhat agitated Trina. " Wus wrong...u cool i asked? "yea...im cool, at 4 am, im real cool!" "is da front door open? she asked. "you already know!...but look doe...my man stayin wit me for a lil bit...wutchu think about dat. Rahim stood up walking towards me..."wut im spose to think about dat?" she shot back...he staying witchu not me rite? she laughed. I smiled at Rah..signaling him to put his ear next to mine so he could hear...he caught on and stood next to me while grabbing his dick threw his pants..."I mean...he here now and he gone be here when you get here...so wutchu think? I stated. "I mean...if he gotta be dere in order for me to see you...then fuk it!" she stated. Rahim smiled at me and clutched his dick even more...i glanced at his pants and saw his dick was fully brick. "Aite...good money...da door gone be open...jus bring nat warm pussy ma ma..."" aite daddie....jus have dat chocolate dick for me...."Jus one?" i asked. " nigga...i said its cool...he better have some good dick too... she laughed. " you gone know before i do!" I laughed and we banged. Jus as a hung up...raheem looked up at me with a husky smile, dick still in hand..."MY NIGGA!" he stated..." where dem magnums my nig?" He asked. I laughed out " Pussy u aint wearin no magnums....dont worry, i got dem lifestyles bois for u doe." Rahim aint find it funny doe...he jus looked at me then down at his dick! "Fuk you nigga! He shot back...I couldnt fit a lifestyle when i was a buk...fuk make you think dis dick fit em now?" he asked. " Cuz i know pussy!"laughed...truth was...rahim was a magnum man all his life...his carmel tow tone dick dick was 9 1/2 long and about 3 inches wide and he had a pair nuts dat would make a monkey look twice. " I see...dis nigga wanna compare meat! " he laughed unbuttoning his pants...as i looked at him, my dick started to brick... I turned and faced the front door. "Nah nigga!" Raheem laughed "aint no bitchin now...you said my dick little rite?" As i turned back around to face a taunting Rah...dis nigga pants and boxers was on na floor and dick was poking straight at me. He had one of dose straight ruler type dicks u digg? No curve or nuffin. Pubic hair was thick and straight too. "Da fuck is you doin?" I retorted half laughing. "Fuck you think pussy? We bout to have a good ol fashion 3rd grade sword fight pimp!" stated and erect Rah. Oh shit...i thought...i forgot all about dat shit...voluntarily too. I remember dat shit doe. We was in na cubbys back in ms. evans class and...my thoughts was interupted once agian by a taughtin ass Rah..."Wussup Pussy!?" he snapped. "Ima be one more pussy u digg? i laughed. "Yea, Yea, nigga aim your sword!" he laughed. One thing about me doe is i aint neva turned down a dare and nis nigga know dat too. It only took a second for me to undo my belt bucket and my pants began to fall. They stopped however at a blocking brick dick. "keep it going pussy!" he quiped. "Dont worry pussy!" I said half jokingly...mr goodbar cummn dawg!" As i began to unzip my pants...my thoughts kept ringing its all or nuffin now! As i undid da button, i watched dis niggaz eyes move from mine down to my dick. Once da button was done...it was all he wrote....dick was out and brick den a mafuka. "Now wut pussy?" I retorted. "Niggaz get dey measure on!" "I aint got no ruler dummy!" i rebutted. "Nigga you dont need no ruler...jus come ere u digg!" I slowly trotted over to a hard dick Rah. I felt like i was in a potatoe sack race cuz a nigga pants was around his ankles you digg? As I made my way over....we jus stood looking at eachother's pipe work...head to head...literally. "Aite...u see dis dick dawg! U aint fukn wit me. Truth was he was fukn wit me, but i was bigger. My dick was a chocolate lover's dream. Long 10 inch hammer about 3 1/2 wide...and the thick vein that ran from my helmet head on down gave it a emphasis. "Nigga...dat aint no official measure...he half laughed."Nigga's gotta see if it's weight to it u digg?" "How in na fuck we gone do dat...i aint got no scale...u a stupid ass nigga...das exactly why..."before i could finish...dis nigga gripped my dick. I just looked up at him. " We gotta grip eachover nigga!" he reasoned. "GO HEAD!" He stated wit a husky tone. I jus grabbed his meat and held. Thoughts began ringing again...dis is it! Should i jus hold it...nah fuk it...ima stroke it...wait nah, dis nigga gotta stroke me before i stroke him! I finally reasoned in that brief 7 seconds that I would stroke his dick. At first I went slow....gently caressing his shaft....thats when he started prenutting....Damn! Dis nigga diggn nis shit...me too. Only he wasn't stroking my dick, jus holding it, when i looked up at him, he had his head back and his eyes closed. Looking back down at his dick, I saw what I was feeling, gewey, warm, prenut oozing from his large piss hole....i took my thumb and began rubbing it in a circular motion, I heard him moan. DAMN yo! I'm really in my bag right now I thought. What next. Thoughts began ringing again...no wait...DAT WAS DA FUKN FRONT DOORBELL...