...she tryn kill me seed yo, talking bout she aint tryn mess up school for no baby, tell me you like dat shit, fuk me daddie...daddiee, daddieee,...AHHHH! All dis baby shit had my head ringing baby bells like a mafucka. Da fuck! I aint got no kids and i aint even tryn think about none right now...da closest thing to a baby is me sleeping like one...or atleast dis how dis shit feel...as I wake up from my somber...shit felt different...not bad just diffrent. I couldn't quite put my finger on it...I mean, yea, I'm in my bed, I feel rested like a mafuka...matter fact, cradled even...as I wake up fully, I realize the latter got more ring to it then just da feeling...shit is literal. I look at my legs and I see anova leg wrapped around my ankles...I look at my waiste and I see a tatted arm clutching it....as sensations start returning and functioning properly, I feel a warm breath, breathing on the back of my neck. As I turn over to face my comforter, I see dis nigga Rahim, sleep. As I shift over, he still continued to cradle me, so I just lay and look at him. Dis shit is wild, I mean, me and nis nigga done slept in the bed a few times before but das because we was both bent and prolly rocked out at da same time...nah, dis shit is diffrent...we face to face and truth is, i'm admiring what I see...dis nigga is beautiful yo. His lips are so thick and cherry red, he has a birthmark about the size of a half dollar covering his right eye, and his chin hair is long and light brown...you dont really see too many mafukas in na hood wit light brown hair you digg? I don't know...I'm feeling crazy right now...something in me want to cradle dis nigga back and kiss him yo...not sure if I should doe...I mean, last night was wild den a mafuka but dis nigga was going through it and he had dat fire water in him...he fuck around and try to blame shit on that...matter fact fuck all that, da fuck am I thinking...I aint gay...I mean, I dig bitches and shit and I aint never thought about no shit wit dudes, da fuck im...as if my newly found cue man...Rah wakes up..."wussup yo?" we locked eyes...I thought about going in na husky face but, I aint detect no aggression so Ima put it on standby..."you tell me pimp?" I responded..."nah man, look...I know I was on some ova shit dis morning but shit fucked up for me right now yo...niggaz is wildin', Jazz is murdering niggaz kidz," he let out a light laugh..."and to top shit off...hmph, I don't know what to do about it yo..." "well what chu wanna do about it fam...I mean shit was meant to be hard you digg? Its up to us to make it easy enough to deal with you feel me?" As I talk, he continued looking in my eyes, never blinking...licking his lips gently as I felt his warm breath beating against my face, I also realized we was still locked in nis nigga arms...as responded, my dick got hard..."yea, I feel you..." he was cut off by my dick throbbing...as he looked down, he see my pants expanding..."hmph," he let out a half laugh..."das you huh? hmph" I aint know what to respond...shit is real now and aint no question das me right dere, all 10 inches i thought..."yea das me...how you feel about dat?" He just looked at me and paused for a few seconds..."I don't!...." he replied " you don't what?" i questioned, not sure what dat meant..."I don't feel nuffin bout dat dawg...dat shit don't move me fam...das a dick u digg..." immediately i thought about what initiated dis whole night for me...seeing Mcbitchy and watching his man get popped...dis nigga must be on some just like to fuck shit...fuk dat...it aint going down like dat...again my thoughts were interupted..."I mean...it aint about sex wit me dawg...its like, i diggz ova shit...sex work but...ova shit pop too, u feel me?" "Ova shit like what doe?" I questioned...he let out a small laugh..."Come ere..." he half whispered...as I moved closer, I could feel his the warmth of his breath even more...he licked his lips and I repeated his actions in my own...then we locked lips, his bottom caught my top lip, he then began to lick my bottom lip lightly and soft like...DA FUCK...dis nigga lips feel so fuckn soft yo...as his tongue danced around my lips, my dick began to throb, I knew I had to be pre nuttin, his lips began to suck mine more aggressively, after about ten seconds we developed a pattern...I would suck his bottom lip and he would suckle my top and we repeated this for about a minute, all the while I could feel his hand gliding up and down my back until it reached its final nesting spot, the warmth of my ass...although his hand didn't go in for the kill, it did cover my hole...as we continue kissing, he climbed on top of me, while maintaining his firm grip on my chocolate ass cheek and his lips left mind and began to travel on my neck. YO, real talk, I felt like I was about to cum...dis shit felt like some ova shit, not like him licking my ass, dat shit felt right last night...but dis shit was different...dis shit felt warm and passionate yo! As his tongue began dancing around my neck, I lay my head back...even though we had pants on, we was dick to dick and he returned each throb I gave him with a husky dick throb of his on...dis was da third grade sword fight revisited. His tongue dances became vigourous licks and after about a 2 minute session of forceful thrusts across my neck, they disappeared and became aggressive sucks. The pain was ridiculous...if Trina was a vampire, dis nigga was da first vampire to bite her ass cuz my neck felt like it was about to explode....shit felt right...all I could do was moan...dis nigga met my moans wit grunts. As my neck continued to experience new found sensations, I threw both hands around his waiste and clutched his ass as I inserted both hands in his jeans...his ass felt softer den trina's...slowly i slid his already loose pants down until I could make out his erect, pre nuttin dick...as I'm undressing nis nigga, he is completing his own de-robbing process...he lifted up my v neck and began to suckle my nipples, fuck cradling me...dis nigga made me think he was a baby...Damn, all dat time really paid out in na gym for me cuz my nipples is hard as shit on my muscular chest, as he squeeze my chest, he began gently biting on my nipple, licking from side to side...then nis nigga went and did wut always got me, he gathered spit and let it out on my nipples...I just lay back in sensualized agony as he danced his spit around my chest with his tongue...I look down and see his face, dis mafuka looked determined to achieve whatever it was with his spit on my chest because his eyes looked mean and his mouth was clinched as he continued licking and sucking while grunting...I looked down even further to see his dick leaking massive loads of that clear warm semen that I had the chance to sample on trina's ass. As he continue his chest quest, I undid my button and pulled out my hammer...ATTENTION, SWORD FIGHT WILL NOW COMMENCE IN T MINUS 3,2,1, we have a fight ladies and gentlemen! At this point we are dick to dick, pre nut oozing from my man muscle as his cum drop in gallops on my warm, chocolate nut sack...thoughts began ringing like a mafucka...yo, I fucking can't take dis shit, it feel so fucking good, dis my man but da fuck...yo...thoughts continued ringing until the ringing thoughts were replaced by a ringing phone...