1 comments/ 22601 views/ 2 favorites HotLanta Ch. 01 By: Asynaka1 Chapter 1: Introducing Dre The sounds of 50 Cents flooded the room as Andre looked over the club. Insomnia was just what he needed right now. Hip Hop night was full of the thug types trying to act hard but he knew that by the end of the night one of them would be the slowly going up and down on the shaft of his manhood. As he looked towards the bar, he noticed that Kane was motioning for him to come over. That was a good sign, see every straight bar had its Kane, he kept track of who was into what and made sure that those trying to stay on the down low could. There were days when Dre wondered just what it was he got out of this deal, but in the end he didn't really care--this was after all just a means to an end. "Kid on the back pouch, Roca Wear." Kane said handing Dre a drink. Dre smiled downing the drink and nodding. He turned his heading towards the back only pausing for a moment to dance for a second or so with a young lady who had gotten between him and the door. She was cute; he had to admit but not what he wanted to dip into tonight, maybe another time. After noticing she had closed her eyes and was in a different world, he simply continued to the door. As he stepped out onto the deck he couldn't miss the kid in question since there wasn't anyone else out there. The kid looked nervous; this was still new to him. Dre smiled as he walked over to him extending his hand. "Yo what's up? Dre." He said as the kid slapped his hand. The kid wasn't bad on the eyes at all. He was attractive, about 6'3" with that perfect camel brown skin that was smoother then a baby's ass with barely any facial hair. He couldn't have been any more then a buck eighty-five and making it perfect were the zigzagging cornrows running along his head. Hell this kid was damn near perfect, but when you added that air of unease to this scene he was just what Dre wanted. "Martice." He said simply trying to not seem to check out Dre, but how he couldn't. Dre was by far one of the hottest guys here. He was 5'11" with skin that was somewhere between caramel and yellow. A body that said he spent hours in the gym, and a smile that said, "yeah I know I'm sexy." Martice just shook his head as he leaned against the wall seeming to watch the door almost as much as he looked down at the simple gray sweats Dre was wearing as he rocked the wife beater and made sure you saw the body and the tats. "Don't sweat the door kid," Dre said stepping just slightly into Martice's space "No one comes out here on Wednesday, the stay where the music is mostly, it should be chill." Martice seemed to relax as he turned back to Dre and looked him up and down. "So you like what you see?" "Yeah, you keep it tight." Martice said licking his lips just as if he was trying to wipe something from them. That was hot; Dre played it off with his trademark smile. "So," there was a slight pause "what you trying to get into tonight?" Dre glanced back at the door to make sure no one had come out the door. He leaned further into Martice's space cupping his hand across the now nervous man's rock hard dick and whispered into his ear. "Yo." He said feeling the throb of Martice's dick in his hand. He didn't let go, but rather he ran his hand up the outside of his sweats guessing that he had made a good choice since it felt like about 9 ½ inches and thick. Yeah Dre would enjoy tonight as he heard a slight moan come from Martice as he stroked his just slightly near the head and softly blow in his ear. Dre was sure that a slight wet spot was forming near the head from pre-cum and that was all he needed. As he stepped back suddenly just leaving the now clearly less experienced man leaning against the wall visibly hard and his eyes still closed. Dre sat back in one of the chairs and smiled. He enjoyed what he did, well he would do it for a living--put you at a loss, then be right picky about who you fuck. "So you got a whip here?" Martice seemed to fade back to this world as he looked down at Dre. "Yeah," he said lightly and very airy. He was still floating on cloud nine from just the touch. "Right out front yo." He said beginning to want this more and more. Dre point back to the high rise building that Club Insomnia was in the shadow of. "Andre Hawk," he said standing "I live right in there, look me up when you get to the door in half an hour, I'll buzz you in." He turned and started back into the club. As the door opened the sounds of "Holiday Inn" washed over him. He returned to the floor where he saw the young lady from before dancing with some guy. As Martice passed him he touched his arm stopping him. "Make that an hour," he said and Martice nodded and then went on. Dre simply took off his shirt and walked towards the young lady. At first she played as if she was ignoring him, but it would take less than three minutes before she had forgot whatever game it was she had planed to play. Dre smiled to the guy as he stood there and Dre began to lead her towards the bathroom as the song ended. Andre just laughed to himself as they walked in to a stall and she started to her knees. [One and a half hours later] Martice was annoyed at himself for still standing in front of the Gable's high rise, it was clear he had been played, he should have known, he told himself as he paced back and forth in front of the doormen sitting at the desk looking up every now and again at him as if he contemplated calling the police. Martice could believe himself fuckin' standing here sprung over so nicca who has dissed him already! As he turned to return to his 4 runner he was shocked to see Dre standing there shirt in hand. The steam coming off him from the cold air mixing with his sweat, which already made him seem to glow in the night, lights. "You weren't leaving..." Dre said as more of a statement of fact then as a question as he stepped around Martice and opened the door with his key. He held it open for a second as Martice walked by him and into the building. Dre followed him in with a smile as Martice seemed to just shake his head at the remark. What had he gotten himself into with this guy? Was this just an air or was he really like this? Dre nodded to the guard who tipped his hat to him as he pushed the up button for the elevator. As the door opened Dre once again stepped aside and let his guest enter first, and then followed him in. As the door closed Ralph the doorman could hear Dre say. "I hope you like the taste of pussy." Few words had been spoken between the two as they sat on the love seat. Then during a quite moment Dre simply reached over placing his hand on the back of the head of Martice and began to pull his head towards him as if to kiss him, but rather he pushed it down towards his dick, which he used his other hand to pull out of the sweats. As Martice took it into his mouth he understood what Dre had meant and as he found Dre's manhood being forced deeper and deeper into his mouth. He couldn't help but think this was the hottest moment of his life. Never before had anyone been so aggressive! Dre fucked his mouth slowly going in and out deeper each time until one time he wouldn't let Martice up. "Act like you are swallowing," he said to him. Martice did as he was told as the head of Dre's dick rubbed against the back of his throat. The act of swallowing seemed to drive Dre crazy as he finally let Martice up and slowly stood moving in front of Martice letting the sweats fall to the floor and simply stepping out of them. Martice wrapped his hands around the hardest piece he had ever seen--hell it was the only piece he had ever seen! Dre gently gripped the sides of Martice's head and began to grind his dick in and out of his mouth, first slowly, but it wasn't long before he had gotten up to a fast pace causing a popping and slurping sound to come from Martice's mouth as he breathed in the scent of the soft hair around the Dre's dick. It was a mix of ‘Tommy' and pussy. Suddenly Martice couldn't control it as he began to jack Dre and he slid off the loveseat and right to his knees. The sound of him sucking and tugging began to even drive Dre over the edge as he spoke, "Oh yeah, baby boi," as his hands moved to the back of the Martice's head and clearly took control of the pace, allowing Martice to only come up a few inches never pulling out. He kept forcing his dick deeper into the mouth and before long Martice found himself jacking his own rock hard dick as he sucked hard. He was beginning to become short of breath. "Yo don't waste my seed!" Dre said as he thrust deep into Martice's mouth. Martice had thought about if he really wanted to do this, but he found himself washed up in the whole thing as he felt the energy in Dre's body rush into his dick. And then in an explosion Dre's seed burst into his mouth. Stream after stream of the warm salty cum filled his mouth. At first he simply held it in his mouth, but as he looked up at Dre who was seemingly in the same place Martice had been before, he swallowed. It wasn't really a big deal he told himself as Dre stood there still hard with his head tossed back. Martice kept jacking himself expecting to finish himself off, but then as he closed his eyes he was shocked when Dre stopped him. "Don't cum," he said grabbing his arm. As he lifted Martice to his feet he removed his shirt almost like an animal, he let it fall to the ground as he lightly bit Martice's nipples causing a slight quake in his body. Martice was happy that this wasn't ending already; it shocked him that Dre seemed to care that he enjoyed it as much as Dre had. Before he knew it, Dre had swallowed his whole dick into his mouth as his pants fell to the ground. Martice simply shook as Dre sucked his dick quickly running his tongue along the base as he licked his own finger, then softly pushing against Martice's tight asshole. "Arrrrh." Martice groaned as Dre's finger entered his ass ring and his dick exploded with cum hitting Dre on the shoulder as he undid Martice's shoes. "Fuck!" Martice said as he felt Dre pull his finger out and begin to stand up. "You should tell me next time." Dre said with a smile as he led Martice to the end of the sofa. Running his hands over Martice's body Dre slowly walked around him turning him toward the sofa. Martice returned to being the nervous first timer he had been in the club as Dre bent him over the sofa and buried his face in Martice's tight ass. The shivers began in a part of Martice's body that he had only recently learned could give pleasure--and pleasure he never thought could be this good! Dre flicked his tongue across the tight hole perched in front of his face winking at him. As he attempted to probe deeper into the hole, Martice clearly couldn't stand it as he wiggled and moaned until finally Dre gripped him by the hips and tried to stick his tongue all the way into Martice. The sound of pure pleasure shot from Martice's mouth, "Arh yes!" he moaned as Dre went even farther placing two fingers into his ass. "Papi!" Martice hissed as Dre entered him going all the way in quickly. Dre realized he hadn't felt anything like this in a long time. "Not yet!" Martice said pulling away, shocking Dre. "What's wrong son, I thought you wanted to do this?" Dre asked trying to hold back the annoyed tone in his voice as he stood there naked, hard, and horny. "I haven't been with anyone before." Martice confessed softly as everything changed for Dre. There they where again the rules--the only thing he respected. Number one was "Never deflower a virgin". "Did you hear me papi?" Martice asked. Before when he said papi it was a term of submission, now all Dre heard was endearment and emotional attachment, both of which where worthless to him and neither of which he wanted. "Yeah, I heard you. Now you should go." To be continued... HotLanta Ch. 02 HotLanta Chapter 2: Turned Out As most the guys stood around looking at the screen Errol stood beside Dre with a looks of dismay. He said sipping on his drink as Dre watched the enjoyment the others seem to be getting out of the video. Errol went back to tending to the bar as he patted Dre on the back and smiled at him. "Incoming." He said with a smile as Dre looked at him oddly before turning to look back. (One-Week Ago) The night before had been a bust, Dre was sitting at the bar drinking drinks he hadn't paid for. No several guys scattered about the bar had been sending him drinks all night, while normally he would have found at least one he was interested, but last night was still on his mind. Errol walked over sitting another one in front of him. "What's up little bro?" Errol asked as Dre simply looked down at the glass. "Oh finally humbled?" "I don't need this right now E." Dre replied quickly downing the drink. "Had a rough night." Dre says looking around Seven. The sound on the tribal beat coursed trough the club. As the bodies moved about the dance floor their energy could be felt by everyone here, everyone but Dre, he just wasn't feeling it. "What happened?" Errol asked. He and Dre had been like family since he came to town. He was one of the few people who hadn't been impressed by the charm of Dre. "You fuck up and fall in love." He says with a slight giggle. "Na, just was this kid's first time" "Please tell me you didn't!" Errol cut him off with. "NO asshole I didn't." Dre replied with a hint of resentment. Errol loved Dre but he was known for the line friends don't let friends date Dre. "I sent him home; as a matter of fact I kicked him out." "Like kicked him out kicked him out." "Yeah." "Then you did him a favor," Errol said popping open a beer and handing it to another bartender. "Look Dre, I know you are a nice guy in there some where, but let's not get it wrong, you would have fucked him over in the end cause that's just how you are, you wouldn't have meant to but it would have happen. Like I said you did him a favor this one is on me." Errol sat a drink down in front of Dre walking off. Dre know that Errol was right; he had done that kid a favor. "Yo what's up?" A low voice said from behind him. Dre glanced over his shoulder. There stood a guy who had to be about 6'2" and 210lbs, he had long dreads and was wearing blue jean shorts and a wife beater shirt, and there was an Omega brand on his arm. Dre had seen him around the club but normally he stuck to those who dealt in trade, Dre was out of his league even if he didn't know it yet. "Can I holla at you cat?" He asked as Dre turned fully around. This guy was cut, if Dre didn't know he was trade he could see himself hooked up with him. Dre simply stood walking to a less crowded area of the bar. Errol glanced over almost with a look of disbelief. Wendell watched as Dre walked away never looking back. He had heard this cat was tight and it was clear Dre know it. Wendell smiled at the idea of turning this cat out and leaving him sprung as he followed. "So what cha about?" Wendell asked stepping around Dre before he could sit down. Dre watched as Wendell sat on the stool he had planned to sit on. "I don't do trade." Dre replied looking Wendell right in his eyes. "If I ain't getting head at least you aren't getting ass, that simply playa." Wendell dropped his head slightly with a laugh. "Yo you listen to everything kids say around here?" Wendell wasn't used to the idea that someone wasn't up for his game. He also wasn't going to give up. Dre was right, he was just here for the nut, he didn't kiss or any of that other gay shit, he was just willing to bust a nut where ever he could when his girl got her ass up on her back. "I mean no I ain't here looking for love, but yo what I do I am sure will be more then enough to keep you happy." He said taking Dre's hand and sliding it inside his own pants. Dre smiled as he caressed the soft dick of Wendell. Dre stepped forward between Wendell's legs as his hand stroked Wendell to a full erection. Wendell smiled as he looked into Dres eyes. "Just think about how that will feel gunning you down after you get it all wet sucking and pulling on it." Dre smiles as he keeps stoking Wendell who starts to breathe a little heavier. "Yo kid I hope you plan to finish this." Dre stopped pulling his hand from Wendell's pants tasting the pre-cum. "Follow me." Dre says as the finger exits his mouth with a slight sucking sound. Dre glanced towards Errol who looks a little shocked as Dre and Wendell leave the club. Dre walks to his truck Wendell follows with a smile knowing he has gotten what he wanted. Dre was the kind of guy he really wanted that cocky fag who didn't understand he was still a cock-sucking bitch. As Wendell got in Dre pointed towards the back seat and Wendell simply hopped to the first row of seat in the Expedition. Dre knelled between the seats pulling down the shorts of Wendell and his boxers. Dre began to play with the base of Wendell's nut sack causing his dick to almost spring right up. Dre flicks his tongue across the head then suddenly Wendell grabs the back of his head and forces him down. "Yo, don't play suck that my shit." Dre begin to suck like he had never sucked before. His tongue darting all over all 11 inches of Wendell's shaft, as Wendell begins to moan his hand moving to the back of Dre's neck his hips trusting forward. Dre enjoyed the energy Wendell was putting off. It was pure aggression as Wendell fucked his face harder and harder. Dre could feel his control over this whole thing getting tighter. Suddenly Wendell leaned forward straddling Dre's head pushing it against the floor and his dick exploded in Dre's mouth. Load after load of cum filled his mouth as Wendell moaned loudly. "Agh SHIT." He said sitting back on the seat his head falling back. Dre spit into the ashtray quickly more then a little pissed off. "You trying to choke a nigga!" Dre said as Wendell looked down at him wiping his mouth. "You know you liked that shit bitch." He said smiling "That was hot as all shit kid." He went on leaning forward kissing Dre on the foreheads. "Sorry yo, got carried away." He said seeing Dre's annoyance. As Dre slipped to the driver's seat. "Yo what about me drilling that ass?" Dre looked over at him as he fixed his pants. "Yea," Dre said starting the truck "but not here." As they walked into Dre's loft Wendell was mostly shocked. The place was unlike anywhere he had seen before. This surely wasn't where he had grown up, and it wasn't where he had expected. As the door closed Wendell pushed Dre against the wall behind the door and seems to show passion he hasn't before. His hands run all over Dre's body as he puts his arms around Dre's neck almost chocking him as he uses his other hand to undo Dres pants and the fall to the floor. He bites on the back of Dres neck as he seems to be over come by something more primal then himself. Dre turns final returning a few of the bites before speaking "Not here hold up a sec." Wendell backed off as she slipped out of his shoes and Dre walked up the stairs leading to his bedroom. "Give me a sec," he said. Wendell really liked the place, hell maybe if he turned this cat out right he could hang here for a while, maybe even fuck his girl over there on the couch, yea that would be hot as hell. He turns this cat out, stays for a few days and fucks his girl right there on that couch, the idea made Wendell smiled. "Yo my shit is hard here kid I got shit to do." He called out. "Come on up." Dre replied as Wendell rushed up the steps skipping a few steps. Most his cloths lay up the steps. As he entered the room wearing only the wife beater he was happy to see Dre standing near the bed with nothing on. As he walked towards him Dre simply pushed him to the bed and began to give him head again. DAMN was all Wendell could think as he watched Dre take his entire dick in his mouth. Yea it was hot as hell, but it wasn't what he wanted. As Dre began to climb up his body Wendell crawled back onto the bed. This cat was different, he was smooth as hell, plus he had everything here. Maybe Wendell would do what it took to really work this one. Dre slowly slid the condom onto Wendell's rock hard 11-inch dick. The smile on Wendell's face was that of a king. As Dre slowly lowered his perfect body, slowly he took all of Wendell inside of him. As He rolled his hips Wendell braced his hands on them and seemed to enjoy the fact Dre took all of him without more then a moan of pleasure. Dre enjoyed the idea of what was happening more then the event, but hell it was good. Wendell's trust where well timed and Dre hadn't been with a good aggressive top in a while and Wendell proved if you wanted just good hard dick that didn't talk he was perfect. Wendell sat up wrapping his arms around Dre and began to pull Dre down by the shoulders trying to get even deeper inside Dre. With Wendell's face right in his Dre kissed him and Wendell didn't pull back. Hell his kiss was explosive. As Wendell rolled them over He began to drill Dre like he was trying to break him. Dre had been trying to not make sounds but this was too much as he began to moan. This was hot Dre hadn't been with someone who was this aggressive ever and as he lay pinned down being fucked he moaned louder and louder as Wendell drove his dick harder and deeper into Dre. For Wendell this was the part he wanted more then anything, this was all about him proving he was more of the man here. For him fuckin' another guy was about making him his bitch. As he found himself kissing Dre he wasn't sure what was happening here but it didn't matter, he was still the man here, he was after all the one driving his dick into the guts of this bitch laying here moaning like a old hoe. Wendell pulled back bringing Dre to his knees as he trusted harder then he had even with his girl. As Dre moaned Wendell let slip a primal growl as his seed felled the condom and he collapsed onto Dre drained. It was a few moments before Dre got out of the bed and walked to the foot of it. Wendell simply rolled over not thinking much about it. As he felt Dre get back onto the bed he looked towards him only to see Dre's head about to be buried in his ass. He has never been rimmed before and he sure as hell wasn't going to stop him. This Cat had been the best one yet; hell Wendell might even make his one regular to see what he could get. The rush of pleasure Wendell felt come from his asshole was unreal. As Dre's tongue pressed against the tight hole of Wendell ass he felt all the control slip from Wendell. He had done that which few would believe. First he had kissed Dre, that's was outside of the normal for his type, and he was sure from the fact that Wendell was in a whole other world right now as his tongue probed deeper and deeper into a hole he could tell nothing had ever entered. As Wendell with every sound expressed how much he was enjoying it with every sound he surrendered more control to Dre. As he began to trust his ass back into Dre's face his moans got louder and louder. Dre slowly reached for the lube which he coated his finger with and in an instant everything changed. As Wendell began to grind onto his finger which he had began to slowly insert into this trade ass. As the second entered and Wendell's body rippled with vibrations from head to toe Dre know he had done it, he had turned out a Trade. As he listened to the thug panting he moved into position and with in a few moment Wendell was trying to crawl away from the dick, which he was, enjoying all too much. Dre placed his hands on Wendell's shoulders and pulled him back. Wendell's seemed to loss his mind as he bucked back taking more and more of Dre's iron rod. Dre braced himself so that he could ensure that every inch of his dick was inside of Wendell, as he began to drive deeper and deeper inside Wendell simply moaned as the pleasure rushed trough his body Wendell exploded releasing his third nut that night all over the place. Dre followed suit as he pulled out pulling the condom off and sent his seed all over Wendell's back. As Wendell collapsed Dre simply rolled to his back beside him. "Yo that was unreal," Wendell said "but you can't tell a soul about this aight." He said curling up closer to Dre. "Fo sho." Dre said with a slight smile. Wendell got up heading toward the shower. Dre really wanted him to leave but he knew he had to put up with at least a few more hours before this would be over. As he heard the water start as he walked slightly down the steps stopping to pick up Wendell's wallet. As he looked trough the photos he stopped on one, which read "To my baby daddy." He smiled to himself as he turned to see what she looked like. As he looked at her picture he could only fall to the floor and begin to laugh. Dre replaced the wallet as he stopped laughing and simply walked up the steps and into the bathroom where the shower was still going. He just laughed to himself, looked like he was a mother fucker as well as a father fucked in just two nights. (One Week Later Better known as the Present) Dre was proud of himself as he listens to the sound or Wendell yelling as the bouncers kicked him out. He was glad he hadn't driven other wise he was sure he would be worried his truck was getting fucked up right now. As Errol stepped from around the bar to look at the videotape of Dre fucking the hell out of Wendell he just looked at Dre "You really fuck his baby momma?" Dre smiled and laughed. "Last week at Insomnia, in the bathroom." He stated very matter of the fact. He picked up the drink and looked back to the video screen. Well now the other half of the gay men in the city knew what Dre's ass looked like. Errol laughed as he shock his head. "You went way over board with this one Dre, you shouldn't have taped it, and I would have believed the story." "He came in my mouth." Dre said as most the guys stood around looking at the screen Errol stood beside Dre with a looks of dismay. He sipped on his drink as Dre watched the enjoyment the others seem to be getting way to much enjoyment out of the video. Errol went back to tending to the bar as he patted Dre on the back and smiled at him. "Incoming." He said with a smile as Dre looked at him oddly before turning to look back to see Martice just looking at him before turning and leaving the club. (More to come) HotLanta Ch. 03 HotLanta Chapter 3:Martice Reborn The sounds of "Karma" playing from the CD player made this seem like a bad idea as Dre looked into his review mirror at the car following him. He should have just had this talk at the club, but he wanted to give this one a little more respect then other had been given. "Why do you care?" he asked him self as the words of the song which didn't really relate to this problem keep ringing over and over in his head. As he parked on the street he paused for just a moment to think about how to handle this problem but he realized he would just play it like he did everything else, by ear. As Martice watched Dre get out of his car and simply start across the street towards the apartment building he wasn't sure if he was ready for this. This guy had blown his mind with only a few touches and kisses and now he was following him around like some wounded fuckin puppy, he know he respected himself more then this so it was time to show it. He was after all more then just some nigga, with the corn rows that zigzagged trough his hair and a smile that melted both men and women, he know he could pull anyone he wanted and maybe it was time this nicca know it as well. Dre stood holding the door as Martice walked pass him and into the building, he was in charge not Dre. Dre just smiled as he noticed the change in the younger man. He was trying to put on airs, but Dre know they would melt away with a simply kiss, hell he didn't even have to go that far, he could simply lean in and he know he would watch that innocent boy would come right out. As the door of the elevator closed Dre pushed Martice back against the wall and stepped in his lips only moments from Martices. As one exhaled the other inhaled and there was a slight charge there as Dre's lips touched Martice, his tongue slipping past his lips and even the soft full lips of his pray. Dre stepped in even closer until their bodies touched and as his hand slide into the sweat pants Martice was wearing he could feel the iron be hidden within them. As he pulled back he noticed that Martice wasn't in that place the last kiss had left him in. "If you think you did anything for me a cold breeze couldn't have, you are wrong." Martice said as he looked down. The doors opened as Dre stepped back and Martice stepped around him walking out. He was for real he wasn't falling for the bull this time. Dre smiled a cocky smile as he laughed to himself. It was kind of amusing that the young boy was trying to act like he knows how the game was played. Dre know he would have this kid on his knees within a few minutes, maybe he would break the rules just to put this one back in his place. The apartment looked the same but he didn't allow himself to be awed by it this time. The smell of papaya hit his nose causing a slight smile as he heard the door close. "May I get you something?" Dre asked walking toward the kitchen dropping his keys on the table. The simple look of black jeans and a wife beater looked good on him. He still was sexy even as Martice tried to over look it. See Dre was a player, and he didn't try to hide it but Martice didn't understand how he had just tossed him out of here, like he was some child who didn't know what he was getting himself into. "No I am fine." Martice replied as he sat on the couch, he couldn't help but remember what had happen just a few feet away and even right where he was sitting. It had been right here where he had taken Dre's manhood deep into his mouth and rolled his tongue around its head causing quakes of pleasure to run up and down his spine. As Dre walked out sitting down beside his guest, Martice tried to wipe the smile off his face and look at Dre. "Yes you are, and you can try to hide what you where thinking but I know." There is was that air that Dre had which seem to lure men to him. "The stunt in the Elevator was cute but you and I both know you are here because you want to finish what he started." Dre leaned forward. "No see that's where you are wrong Dre, I am here because I plan on fuckin you." With those words a Martice kissed Dre. He was more aggressive this time he was more in charge. The kiss started very sweet but after a few moments Martice bit Dres lower lip pulling back causing a slight pain but nothing major. Dre smiled for a moment as Martice Reached over grabbing the back of his head and pushed his mouth towards the grey sweats he was wearing. Martice's grip was tight and he didn't seem to have that air that said he wasn't sure of himself. As Dre removed the rock hard dick of Martice only to slowly accept it into his mouth he was shocked and surprised as the aggression. Martice began to control the pace by only allowing Dre to come up so far and then pushing him back down, the sound of slurping could be heard as Dre slide up and down each time sucking harder and harder soon Martice was pushing himself deeper and deeper into Dres mouth until he could feel the bend, Dre didn't seem to mind as he tightened his mouth around Martice and began to act as if he was swallowing, ripples of pleasure rushed trough first his legs and then up his spine Martice went to pull Dre off to express what he couldn't form the words to say, but Dre stayed and accepted the explosions of seed which rushed forth from the rock hard dick in his mouth. Dre wasn't sure if he should break the rule he was now thinking to break but it seemed as if he had already made up his mind as he leaned back looking at Martice still in a state of shock. " Let's go up to the bedroom." Dre said as he stood slipping out of his jeans. He turned Martice in follow and started up the stairs. It wasn't half way up that he felt Martice place his hand around his waist and step close enough he could feel his still hard dick pressing against his ass. "I told you I planed on fucking you." He said as his body began to lower and suddenly his tongue began to probe as Dre's ass checks. Feeling himself pushed forward onto the steps Dre was surprised at the idea that this virgin planed to fuck him, there was no way that was happening, but soon he would find the wet feel of Martices tongue inside of his ass was a bit much for him to fight. As Martice sunk his tongue deeper and deeper into Dre's asshole soon beginning to suck and slightly bite at the areas Dre found the pleasure unreal. The pain ever so slight was part of a larger more perfect pleasure which over came him. Each bite or suck or trust caused him to moan a bit loader and loader until he was lost in the moment and didn't even notice the replacement of Martice's tongue with two fingers darting rapidly in and out of his tight ass. Martice had come along way in a short time; he had come into his own confidence. The moan that exited Dre's mouth as Martice slide all of himself balls deep into Dre was unlike any sound he had made before, right there on the steps his knees on slightly braced Martice began to drive himself inside of Dre deeper and harder then other in the past had. His hand slowly slide up to Dres shoulder as he pulled back forcing himself even deeper. The quake of Dre's legs as they began to shiver caused his muscles to tighten increasing the enjoyment for Martice and he gripped Dres hip and began to bang his back out. Dre could keep the sounds in as the slapping of Matrices hips into his ass made sound after sound after sound. Soon Martice pulled Dre up and sunk his teeth into his neck. It was more then a bite it was animal like aggression as Martice bite down and Dre loved it more and more with each bite or even to say gnaw. Still forcing his manhood up into Dre Martice's hands made their way around to Dres also rock hard dick and he began to jack him off, Dre was lost in the moment like he had left so many others. Each trust forward caused the soft yet tight touch of Martice to jack his dick and each trust hit that spot inside of him that cause pleasure to rush forward, he was on fire. Until finally he tightened every muscle in his body and released a moan which everyone on that floor could hear. One after another hot streams of cum hit the carpeted steps each load smaller then the one before it, but even as he collapsed Martice keep going, pounding his ass harder and harder. Now the pain wasn't like pleasure, Dre could only take it at this point not having the energy or real want to stop him. For what felt like hours Martice keep putting meat in his back harder and harder until finally he drove as deep into and hard into Dre as he could. You could almost hear a low growl before he collapsed on top of Dre. Dre wanted to say something, but he still couldn't. So for the moment they just laid there together. HotLanta Ch. 04 The hum of the machines wasn't what Martice wanted to hear right now but it was a sign that he was getting something done around here. He had walked into the Print & Document Service Department of Max Office Superstore to find mounds of work waiting for him, you'd think by now he was use to it, but like all the other things you'd think he would be use to by now he wasn't. Six months ago he had meet the guy he was sure was the one, while it was a rocky start in the end or at least up till now things where still good. Yea Dre still had his bad habits, but Martice know he was faithful even with all the flirting... Chapter 04: Tryst "PDS phone call line 1" Kristi's voice said over the headset. Martice walked away from the Xerox machine and sat at the desk top publishing. He was counting the minutes until it was time to leave for the day, but they just weren't passing fast enough. "PDS Martice how I can help you?" the blur of statement and question caused the caller to let out a slight laugh. "Yo Tice, its Toni." "What's up Toni, I need some work done?" Martice asked. Toni owned a small but hoppin Hip Hop club where in the ATL, he also worked with a lot of small music acts getting their sound together, in a lot of ways he was a young Puffy, and Martice did all his design work. From flyers to even CD covers, Toni came to Martice for all the design work for anything he did. Dre had attempted to convince Martice to stop working for the company making them fifty plus dollars an hour and to start working for himself, hell at half that he would more then double his bring home, but it was something about the nine to five that he needed. Dre was use to being his own boss; it was just where he came from. Martice had never had the safety of money to fall back on so working for someone else just seem to make sense. "Yea I just need to make sure you where going to be there before I stopped in I need some Hot ass work done." Toni said with that little hint of something. Martice wasn't every sure how to take Toni, he seemed to always have a undertone in everything he said but he never made it clear, which meant he might be on the DL, but Martice wasn't going to push the matter. He was happy with his boy Dre, and while the idea of fuckin this thug out promoter type was the kinda thing Dre would approve of, Martice settle with the idea of just leaving that alone. "Well stop in and I will make sure that I hook that up for you kat." Martice replied smiling to himself. It had been month since they had started living together, and here he was what the idea of a tryst on his mind. As he hung up the phone he just shook his head. "I always said that I was gonna make it now it's plain for everyone to see but this game I'm in don't take no prisoners just casualties I know that everything is gonna change even the friends I knew before may go but this dream is the life I've been searching for started believing that I was the greatest my life was never gonna be the same 'cos with the money came a different status that's when things changed now I'm too concerned with all the things I own blinded by all the pretty girls I see I'm beginning to loose my integrity" -Craig Davis "Rise & Fall" As Dre sat reviewing the numbers for the downtown store he understood more and more why he was interviewing people for its new manager. He also could not help but see that he needed to get someone in there right away. That was where it had all started, the first Dre's House and now out of the eight locations it was having the hardest time. Dre made a hell of a living as the owner of Hotlanta's hottest urban clothing stores. He mind wondered as Craig Davis played in the background *knock* "Dre!" Her voice disrupting the peace as her five foot five body simply walked into the office not waiting for an answer. "We need to talk about that girl you got down here with me." He smiled as she sat down across from him. Akua was a women after Dre's heart she was straight up and honest. With her loosely warn neck tie she had a style which no one could miss, which was half the reason he hired her. "What's wrong?" He asked half kidding and joking knowing he was about to be told a story about what dumb thing the new girl had done. "She just dumb, she doesn't listen and she got issues with her man that I am sick of hearing about." She paused as Dre laughed "Speaking of men how is your boy?" And as he allowed his eyes to fell back on hers he could see the real reason for her mid day visit. "My boy is fine and at work busting his ass to cover school." His tone was low. "He makes me a proud papa." He said as she stood. "Good Remember that as the next hot ass walks in here." She said as she started out the door. "You three o'clock is here." She said opening the door. As Rasheed Harris walked into Dre was shocked. The resume he read had lead him to think this guy was going to be a boring book worm, but before him stood a Red Bone god. The hazel glow of his eyes gave away his mixed racial history, even in a shirt and tie his "thug" charm was easy to see, and he was the kind of kat who was DL enough that the girls still chased but the boys could see the truth Dre could smell it in the air. As the door closed and he sat Dre simply looked across the table at him every now and again glancing down to the resume he recalled his name, Rasheed yea this was going to be the best interview he had ever had. "So why don't we skip to the part where I fuck you over my desk." Dre said walking towards him, around the desk. The look on Rasheed's face was shock at least at first. As he raised his hand to his mouth his elbow resting his knee he couldn't believe he had been clocked. Dre reached down and touching the pink lips of Rasheeds mouth with his finger, Rasheed took it in slowly letting it slip past the outside rim and into his warm mouth. Rasheed tongue lightly flicked across Dres finger causing his shaft to slowly become hard. As he watched Rasheed closed his eye a smile creped across his face. As his latest moment of weakness rolled his tongue all over the finger now slowly working its way in and out of the warm wet mouth that soon enough other things would work their way in and out of that mouth, Dre's other hand undid his belt allowing the black jean shorts to fall to the ground. Never removing the finger from Ra' mouth Dre used his other hand to slowly stroked Rasheeds face until it found its way to the back of his head. Rahseed never opened his eyes as he slowly lower the gray boxer briefs which fit perfectly around Dre's cut ass. Never allowing cold air to hit Dres manhood Rasheed took it into his mouth as the finger slipped free allowing both of Dres hands to slip free to the sides of Ra's head. Dre began to grind his hips in and out every so often, the wet sound of his manhood being serviced driving his wild, feeling his bush touched by Rasheeds lips, he looked only to the ceiling. This wasn't about like or love like with his boy, this was about his own primal need to have anyone he wanted when he wanted. As he felt the lips of a person he had only known for moments was doing everything in his power to please him, no this wasn't about like or love this was pure and simple a power trip his power over others and as his with a single trust he put all of himself into Rasheed his seed exploded into his mouth filling it. Without question Rasheed simply allowed it to flow down his passage into him. "Your hired." As Martice sat across from Toni working on the design for the latest special at Club 24/7 he couldn't help but laugh to himself, TRADE Thursdays, which according to Toni meet trade numbers, but in the circles Martice traveled in the word had so many more meanings. "So you should stop by and check it out." Toni said leaning back in the chair with a slight sigh. He always seemed so busy it seemed but he also always seems to hang out here to oversee all his design work. As he leaned back and slide his hand across his small part of his "happy trail" showing after he raised his arm Martice couldn't help but notice, these where the little thing that always made him question. Like the time he was here with another kat talking about how he gets head from all kinds of bitches since he opened the club and all, and some of the messages he gets left, to them it was all a joke, but to Martice is caused his mind to wonder into places it should, but in the end he reminded himself that he had the man he wanted, and that was enough for him. Toni however just smiled to himself as if he had seen Martice looking and wanting. As he laughed Martice smiled too, maybe this kat just got off on being wanted. "Maybe I will do that." Martice replied as he turned his chair to go to the Printer and get the flyer. As he bent over to pick it up he noticed that Toni was checking him out, for just a moment Martice felt like his boy, here in this moment he was the object someone was lusting after, damn it felt good. As he sat back down he handed the fly to Toni who had just stopped licking his lips. "So what do you think?" "I like what I see," he said looking back to him "everything I see playboy." Toni said leaning back. "Really?" Martice asked with a cocky smile on his face. He glanced towards the door see where the others where, and with none of them in sight he suddenly changes the dynamic of this moment. "So what are you trying to get into T?" "You," He began leaning in with a smile "if you let me playboy." [PreachTree Plaza Hotel] As the bell hop exited the room the figure within it simply stood looking out of the window. At 6'3 his thin lean build was so graceful and smooth as it moved anyone who saw him could see he was a dancer. Ja'don stood looking out over Atlanta, from this hotel room he remembered how he once loved this city, and he couldn't forget how much he loved him. They had such history, such passion; after all it was in this room that their first time together happened. As the cool air washed over him he remembered; Andres touch was soft and caring as he rubbed my shoulders. The lotion was cold causing me to jump softly and his reaction was perfect. Feeling my reaction he softly blew on my neck and then began to kiss softly down toward the center of my back. His hands reached around finishing undoing my shirt. It had taken me hours to pick it out and now it fell to the floor. I had hoped this would be the last date we would go on before taking this step, before making love. I mean we had been dating for two months now which is gay time meant two years and only tonight had he finally gotten the hint that I wanted to go farther, or if he had gotten it before he had ignored it. The knock at the door woke him from his dream. "Come in." he said. As the door opened Errol was so happy to see his baby brother, he paused a smile forming as he looked at him. Ja'don had allowed his hair to grow out and the curls where such a change for the kid who hated his hair growing up. The urban look was even funnier. "So did your manager pick this out?" Errol ask as he stood back looking. Ja'don laughed as he flicked his brother's dreads. Errol was his big brother and he know him better then anyone, and he knows this was all an image. "No my stylist." He laughed "Besides the boys love it when I walk trough the court yard, still a head turner." He went on as they sat on the couch. "So how is my favorite brother?" "Your only brother, nigga." Errol replied slipping out of the leather jacket. "I am good, my place is good, life is.." he pauses looking into the eyes of his brother. "good." He says softly. "Ja'don please tell me you aren't here because of him!" his expression said it all. Errol know when he got the call, "Fuck Ja'don." Errol said standing up. "You back because of him." "E calm down, look I am here because my family is here, Dre isn't apart of that anymore I am done." "Ja'don he is happy at last he is with someone who finally seems to be enough, don't go fuckin with his head now, let it go little brother, let what every you have told yourself you could have with Andre go, if you really love him you will." Errol stood looking down at his brother. "Give me a few E, I need some alone time." Ja'don said, his tone some what defeated. Errol just picked up his cot and walked out the door. Ja'don was telling the truth he missed his family, but as he remembered that night three years ago; As Dre kisses began to cause me to get more and more excited each one causing my penis to become more and more erect. As we stood kissing deeply our hand rushing all over the other bodies exploring each other for the first time. I mean before now I had rushed to this point with one guy or another but this one had be taken everything so slowly that even in the short time we had known each other I know it was love. As he kissed down my chest, he began slowly licking each of my nipples then slightly biting them. Ecstasy rushed trough my spine so I arched forward and he just smiled. Slowly he began to take me into his mouth his tongue flickering over my cock's head. Soon I couldn't help but grasp his head and begin to arch my body back and forth each stroke going deeper and deeper into his mouth. Soon Dre forced my body against the wall and took me as deep into his mouth as he could swallow causing the rear of his mouth to constrict around my rock hard unit and next thing I know I explode in his mouth. I almost didn't notice as my lovers' finger creeps past the soft rosy bud of my ass because I looked down as my lover swallowed. Someone had once told me the difference between like and love was spit and swallow. The pleasure, both mental and physical was too much as I released a moan signaling pure pleasure into the soft air of the night, but Dre didn't accept this as enough as a second finger found its way inside of me and my moans becoming loader and more passionate, I had never made sounds like this before. Then he turned me around, pleasure and even the word ecstasy couldn't explain how I felt as my lovers tongue entered my hole and sent pulses of pleasure trough my body like shockwaves. As I felt the body of my lover beginning to rise until we where body-to-body, aware of every inch of the other we slowly kiss our way to the bed, my lover sitting then lifting me into the air onto him. As I lowered myself, taking Andre's iron rod into me, I push him down and began to ride him steady. He put his hands on my hips and I began to roll my hips taking all of his cock and balls deep inside. Leaning forward I kisses him passionately, biting his lip until he was overcome with passion rolling me over and began to drive himself deeper and deeper inside of me like an animal. My head was hanging from the bed as Dre wraps his hands around my hips gripping and pushing harder and faster. Each trust while solid yet loving and the pulses of energy shared between the two of us where explosive. As he begins to moan and I was lost in perfection, I was lost in our love. He explodes within me, after what seem to have been hours. Ja'don sat looking at the bed and all he could do was remember. Dre walked into the loft dropping his bag just in the door. "Martice!" he called out but the hollow sound of their home said he was all alone. He glanced over to the phone and noticed the message light. "Yo Dre, I am going to meet with a design customer, I will be home late, love." Dre raised an eyebrow, that wasn't the normal for Martice, but whatever, after the day he had he wasn't going to fight it. He laughed to himself, Well the interview had gone well at least and what Martice didn't know would keep their happy home happy. He paused before dropping down onto the couch, man if you had told him he would be off the market a year ago he would have laughed, he was after all the guy everyone watched in the club and now it had been months since he had gone out. *ring* He turned looking to the phone, it had to be Martice saying he was on his way home, it was nearly ten. "Hello." "Hello Pa." the voice melted Dre, for a moment he was in a different place, he was in a world that was shattered years ago in a single moment in a single night... Dre was dripping wet as he walked trough the hallway. He know he should at least attempt to not leave foot prints across the hard wood floors of the loft, but he liked the feel of air against his skin, plus it made him just a little hard. As he rounded the corner into the room there laid Ja'don, seeming to be asleep. Dre had finished his shower even after Ja'don had attempted to interrupt it with a blowjob, which he had left unfinished. Dre normally would have been all about it but they had been fighting all day and he need a little time before making up. Ja'don wanted to leave to chase his dream and Dre wanted to keep things just like they where, but he was past it, they would make up now and talk more in the morning. As he slowly sat on the end of the bed he watched as Ja'don rolled fully onto his stomach, yea he was sure he was sleep now. Dre leaned over him kissing down his back until he reached the crake of his ass. Extending his tongue he licked down the crack until he reached the tightness of his "inner flower," Ja'don began to stir with a slight moan released from his lips. Dre simply gripped Ja'don's hips and began to flick his tongue back and forth across the outer petals of the flower. Ja'don began to try to pull away as he awoke but with each attempt to pull away Dre would trust his tongue deeper into Ja'don's flower seeking the sweat nectar. Ja'don began to moan loader and loader. Dre loved the sound Ja'don made when he was inside of him like this. Sex with Ja'don was different then when he was with the tricks he picked up. Ja'don was his lover and he wanted to please him. As Ja'don rolled onto his back and Dre began to just play with his dick, licking and flicking his tongue at it as he sucked just below the sack, Ja'don gripped the back of Dre's head as he locked his legs behind his head. Ja'don was into it as Dre lifted slightly and began to suck on him as if he was a hungry animal. Gnawing and sucking he causes Ja'don to experience pleasure better then he has before. Reaching around he takes Ja'don into his mouth, Ja'don moans louder. In and out of Dre's mouth, his dick slides as his eyes roll into the back of his head. Dre loved to hear the sounds Ja'don made as he pleased him time after time. Each time trying to forget how he had wronged him last. As he placed Ja'don back on the bed he reached for the rubbers, which lay on the dresser. Ja'don's feet still on his shoulders Dre slowly entered Ja'don while holding his wrist, Ja'don was totally submissive at this point as Dre began to go in and out slow at first but his speed picking up. His trust became more and more aggressive as Ja'don moaned loader and loader. Andre just keep grinding himself deeper and deeper into Ja'don. Dre seemed loss in his own world as his lover stopped to make sounds he could under stand and began to just moan from the joy. Letting Ja'don's legs fall to his hips before they locked behind him again he pulled Ja'don up and began to bounce him up and down. Ja'don himself began to grind with his lover until he felt an explosion in his groin. Dre simply turned and sat back on the bed and leaned back. Ja'don was lost in the heat of passion as he began to roll him back taking his man's iron balls deep inside him and still trying to get more. As he bounced up and down rolling his hips round and round Dre gripped the bed and began to moan. Ja'don was shocked when Dre gripped him rolled so he was on the bed and began to fuck him. This wasn't love anymore--this was just raw sex. As Dre drove his manhood deeper and deeper in to Ja'don; Ja'don could only dig his nails into Dre's back, with each trust a pulse of pleasure rushed trough his body until one final trust and Dre held himself there and Ja'don released sounds from his mouth that could only be called primal.. HotLanta Ch. 04 "Dre?" the voice said snapping him back. "It me papi, it's Ja'don, I am home." Ja'don said. Errol had been right he had come back for Dre. Errol had said Dre was happy and now he would test that. Now he would see for himself just how happy Dre was. "I need to see you." [Outside of Club 24/7] Martice sat in his car he could hear the music from here. Go home, his mind told him, but there was something that was calling to him in there, which he was right but it was someone other then his boyfriend. As he got out closing the door he couldn't help but be swept away with it all, while he would never cheat on Dre he liked the idea that he was the focus for once rather then his boyfriend. He was after all a dime as far as masculine guys went. Walking into the door after handing the Doorman the VIP card Toni had given him he remember all the things he had given up when he and Dre moved in together. As he closed his eyes allowing the sent and the sounds of trap music filled the room, slowly he began to move towards the dance floor with a little bit of a thug bounce in his step. Just as he hit the floor he felt the eyes of the room turn to him and it didn't take him long to see that he had been right, the room was full of trade, and they where watching him. As his body became lost in the music of T.I. he forgot all about Toni. At least until the voice disrupted him "What's up playboy?" Martice turned to find Toni standing there his shirt off and a drink in his hand. "Try this." He said handing it to Martice. Martice know that Toni know he wasn't old enough for this, but he wasn't going to wait the few months left to take advantage of this moment. "Thank You." Martice said taking the drink and sipping it. Man it was strong, but smooth. "What is that?" "Doesn't have a name yet I had the bartender make it for you." Toni said stepping closer, clearly into Martice's space. As the sent of his Kenneth Cole hit Martice he like it, hell he like most thing about this guy and that as he finished the drink was going to be the problem. As they danced and Martice drank things just got hotter. With a kiss here and there all playful and before long Martice was loss in a spell. He wasn't like it had been with Dre, there wasn't the game, Toni wasn't trying to be hard or anything, he was just going with the flow. Martices head was spinning and before long he was in a different place, dancing with Toni and another cat he never even remembered coming up. A kiss here and there one with Toni one with the new cat, something didn't feel right but it wasn't the lust in the air. The second guy who had to be about 6'2" and 210lbs, he had long dreads and was wearing blue jean shorts and a wife beater, as his large arms simply turned Martice, he glanced at the brand on his arm, Omega Psi Phi a Q Dog, Toni leaned in behind him. "Don't worry cat he is my frat brother." Toni said as Martice still loss felt his hand slip into his pants; he began to stroke him lightly as the second one kissed him. Martice was physically in heaven but his mind was else where, so else where that as they walked towards to VIP room he was just along for the ride. As the door closed Martice sat on the couch kissing Toni much like he kissed Dre, but Toni wasn't returning those kisses. His hand where sliding off Matrices pants as he lifted him so that he was straddling him, Martice felt Toni 10 inch hard dick as he sat on it and began to kiss him more and more passionately. They where alone in the room outside of the other guy who soon made clear he was joining them as Martice's head was turned away from Toni's kiss and a 11inch thick black shaft was forced into his mouth. As he began to suck it didn't seem to be enough for the guy, who with his hand on the back of Martices head forced himself deeper and deeper. Wendell got off on this, here he was forcing his young cat to suck his manhood, yea Toni was right this would be hot as hell. As he forced it deeper and deeper he was shocked as this cat took more and more suck and slurping away the sound of wet dick being serviced was all he could hear. He looked down at his boy who was lubing his dick up right now and in a sec this Kat was going to "spoil" this kat as they had come to call it, one hole plugged with Wendell's 11 inch shaft and the other Toni's 10 inch thick dick pounding away until the both busted nuts, dicking this kat hard as hell and raw as fuck which in the end was what these fag ass nigga got off on, thug lovin the way thugs did it. As Toni lifted Martice lowering him onto his 10 inch thick dick, yea this was what he had wanted from the first moment he has seen this kat. Martice seem to flinch as if hurting from Toni's entry, but Toni didn't care quickly sliding his manhood balls deep into this kid and still pulling him down as if to get even deeper, then slowing lifting him slightly and beginning to fuck upward into his guts. This was how he liked to lay pipe in a nigga, ruff and hard bustin bitch ass niggas guts. Meanwhile Wendell just keeps fucking his mouth the sound for slurping and sucking missed with a the new moan of pain or pleasure. Toni was shocked at how good this kats ass was, tight enough to make it worth having to lift him and just begin to fuck the dog shit out of him, he began to just gun his ass as he heard the base line of LL's "Rub My Back" start in the main room. Damn this was hot as he watched this kid just suck his boy's dick somewhat clueless to what was really going on, this was what they did, they found kats and twisted their heads till they would do whatever regardless. As Wendell normally pulled out signaling he was about to nut but not this time Wendell moaned as he unloaded load after load into Martices mouth choking him forcing him to swallow most of it then covering his face with the last of his hot milky seed. As Wendell walked away Toni just lifted Martice up and rolled him so he was laying on the couch still putting all his meat up in this fagots back. "Sippin somethin on the rocks I got a shorty that makes the bed hop I got plans to spoil you even though you sayin stop I'ma drop that phantom on you baby watch Roberto Cavali and the Denali, am I hot? Malibu Beaches and hydrofoil yachts Baddest Mercedes, Lorenzos, and silver fox I keep it flowin see we goin to the top I'ma get you everything, give a damn how much you tell me stop You want it hotter then we take it 'cross seas Party jumpin is bumpin, tokin somethin in Belize .. I know you want it sucka free Know you wantin to shine, even though you fightin me .. Take it easy player Talkin greasy player, know you can feel me player Uhh.. you put it down tight Yeah you not havin what you want don't even sound right" LL Cool J –Rub My Back Toni began to drive himself deeper and deeper into Martice, who could only put up so much of a fight and that seem to just turn him on more and more as he listened to the slapping of his nuts against this kats ass over and over again. Toni got off on the power of forcing kats to do what he wanted. Wendell just got off on dogging them and stealing their cash. So Toni shoved his dick deeper and deeper into this kid it got better and better, they had done this so much it seem to get easier and easier, a hunt here and there and these niggas where flocking to them, after a few special drinks to make sure they where in the right mind set, they could do with them as they pleased, and then the next day all they remember was how they had gotten fucked harder then they had ever been fucked. As he keep driving himself deeper and deeper he lost himself in the moment and became a monster and Martice tried to push him off and he just keep going, giving him what he know he wanted. It was so tight and rough the kid was loving it and as Wendell picked up his wallet T just keep going as the sound coming out of Martice seem to drive him crazy. Pocketing the twenties from his wallet Wendell looked trough a few more pics stopping on the one he know. As he looked over watching his boy trying to kill this kid he looked back to the picture, maybe they where family, he smiled to himself as he walked over leaning over to Toni and whispered to him. "That all you got this kat ain't even feeling you." And with that Toni seem to become something even worse then before. He just keep forcing himself all the way into Martice until he exploded sending his seed up into Martice. After pulling out he stood up, still dripping cum as he walked to his head and slide his dick right into Martices mouth. "Clean my shit off kat." He said with force as he leaned over putting it all the way into Martices mouth. [PreachTree Plaza Hotel] Dre sat just looking at Ja'don. How could this be, how could he be back here after so much had happen. On his way in Errol has tried to stop him but he had so many questions, and now even after hours of talking he didn't understand still how Ja'don had just left him that morning. Andre had been sleep and when he woke up Ja'don was gone, he had walked out on him leaving all his stuff to follow a dream. A dream that meant hiding who he was from the world. Ja'don was a gifted rapper, he had flow that people couldn't begin to understand, but there was no way he was going to build a career if kats know he was taking it up the ass every night from his boy, so he choose his career over Andre, and that had shattered Dre's world. After that he had never believed in love, well at least not till recently and even then only slightly. As Dre glanced over at the window and began to see the first rays of the sun he could only put his head in his hands. "Dre I said I love you." Ja'don said again. "Doesn't that mean anything to you." *ring* Dre pulled out his cell the number wasn't one he know but he was sure it was Martice, how was he going to explain all this, "Yea baby I spent the night with my ex but nothing happened, I am sorry I didn't come home." he said to himself. "Hello." The voice wasn't Martices and as she introduced herself he was confused, and then with one line everything changes. "We have Martice Walker here and he listed you as his next of kin, we need you to come to Grady Medical you brother has been badly hurt." Dre's eyes filled with fear, what was going on, here he was with Ja'don saying he loved him and Martice was laying in a hospital hurt. To be continued... HotLanta Ch. 05 Here by My Side an Angel Here by My side the Devil Never turn your back on my Never turn your back on me again Here by my side it is Heaven. -Matthew Good "Weapon" Hotlanta Chp. 5 All N A Second As he stood looking trough the glass at Martice, he could only pray he would get him back. It had been a week since he had shown any signs of responding and even that had been what the doctors called reflex movement. As he watched him, he still wondered what had happen. His message said he was meeting with a design customer, but his job said that meetings away from the store weren't allowed so they had no records of any meeting, The Doctors said there where signs of rape, and that made Dre angry, while part of him worried Martice had lied to him, he know he had no room to talk after all here he was the playing the role of Carnak, Prince of lies. During the day, here looking like the loving ever-present boyfriend, and at night, sharing his bed with whomever he felt would ease the pain. "How is he?" she asked as she touched his shoulder. Dre turned smiling to her. "The same," he said to Ms. Scott. They had not met the way he would have liked; honestly, their first meeting had been kinda rough. She had smacked him within moments of meeting him, but that had been about her pain over her son, who was laying in ICU while his boyfriend appeared to be there with another man. Dre later admitted he had that coming. "How are you?" "I'm fine Andre," she said simply touching her other hand to glass, her breath fogging the window slightly. They had not become friends in the past month. Honestly, they really did not know how to react to each other, to him she was nothing more then the "Pastor Wife." Unable to accept her son because of what she called a "lifestyle" and to her he was just the man who lured her baby away from everything his family stood for, yet here they stood together with their love for Martice there only common ground. Hotlanta: All in a Second By: Asynaka As the DJ played random song after random song, Jay was downing drink after drink, and he still did not feel any better, in fact he felt worse. Errol would pause ever now and again, "How are you feeling Jay?" he asked as he wiped out another glass, before filling it was SEX, a cheap knock off of that red bull energy drink lots of bars keep on tap and sitting it down in front of his friend. Errol as a bar tender was everyone's best friend and everyone's therapist, but to Jay he was as close to family as he had. Jay had come back to Hotlanta after being gone for a few years to focus on his career in a larger city. There he had done well, but in the end he had found this city was a black hole, and not the kind of black hole he want to bury his face in, but rather the kind you just can't get away from. "I am fine E, thanks; I think I need to dance," he replied but not really finishing it before his body was moving towards the floor. As he stepped out the music seem to reach farther back as the words of "If that's your Boyfriend" by Me'shell N'degeocello began to play. Jay simply closed his eyes and allowed himself to become loss in the music. As he expressed a slightly more fem side of himself since few wondered about him after watching him dance, not that he was a total girl, but he wasn't nearly as butch on the dance floor, he soon found someone's arm around him from behind, which was shocking in a way and felt good. As he slowly allowed himself to become one with the movements of this person he keep his eyes closed not wanting to see just what troll he had pulled off the wall. This guy could dance that was a plus but it was unlikely he was much of a look since those types seemed to only go fro guys like Errol's friend Dre, the cities biggest player. However Jay had to admit as he danced with this guy he pretended it was the kind of guy he never felt like he would pull, and before he knew it his mind rested on the idea of his ex. Suddenly his eyes opened and he stepped away turning to look at the guy as if he was expecting it to be him, well it wasn't. Before his was a slightly shorter guy who was maybe 5'8½", which was a good three inches next to Jay, but he was thick, this boy was put together like a shithouse. His hair was short and his smile, which the lights set off, was magic. Jay slowly got closer as the music changed and the he just keep dancing. As Jay came back into his arms, the stranger opened his eyes and suddenly Jay was lost. His eyes where hazel and they seemed to see Jay's inner soul, or at least looking into them made his hard as hell. "Mike," he said as he pulled Jay closer and keeps dancing. Jay was sure that Mike could feel his rock hard dick against his leg, but Mike did not seem to react he just keep dancing, and rubbing his body against Jay's. "I am Jay," he said still mostly lost that this person was grinding with him and that his dick was rock hard and that there was no way this person could not tell but this point. Jay just let his head rest on Mike's shoulder, fuck it he said to himself at this point he should just let it go, and for the first time in his life he did, it let it all go. There where flashes of heat which ran trough his body as their motion became less and less about the beat of the music and more and more about the warmth they both seem to be feeling down below. Slowly Mike leans his head into Jay and softly flicked his tongue across Jay's neck causing just the slightest jump in Jay, who seems to enjoy it all. As he worked his way back to Jays ear Mike clearly know what he was doing, he seemed to know all the right places to touch a guy to make him react, specially a guy like Jay, who didn't seem to know what it was like to be touched in these ways. As the pleasure of Mike's soft yet aggressive touch echoed up and down Jay's spine, he soon found his lips pressed up against Mikes, and with in seconds Mikes tongue slipped past his teeth and into his moth, his hands found their way to the sides of Jays head and in a second, everything changed. It took Jay a moment to push back from Mike and regain his senses. Mike who clearly wants more is confused as he opens his eyes looking at Jay. "So how much this going to cost me?" Jay said as if he was sure that was the game being run. Mike cocked his head back a bit. "You think I am a hustler?" he asked with a tone that gave away the insult he was feeling. "Aren't you?" Jay asked sensing he was wrong and feeling like a bit of an ass. "Hell no Kat!" as if the first time wasn't bad enough, but the fact this Kat didn't take hint from his reaction but to then keeping pushing the matter. "Look if that's what you're looking for I can roll." "No!" Jay said quickly trying to fix things, "It's just that I…" he paused he could explain, but that would seal the deal and this guy would be out. No one wanted a self-loathing queen. "Look I am sorry," He finished hoping it would be enough. Mike just stepped back. Jay could tell he had blown his chance here. "Look I got to roll, but maybe I can get your number" Mike asked. Jay had seen this before, this was the leave them with some hope routine. "Yeah, sure." Jay said pulling his card from his pocket and handing it to Mike. Dre was right, he was the kinda Kat who need that little bit of hope. "Hit me up sometime," he said as Mike just tossed his head before disappearing into the crowd. Jay was sure he would see him leave with another Kat in the next hour. As he turned and returned to the bar, he could see that the crew was here. Dre was here of course, even while he claimed to love that kid in the hospital he was going to fuck whoever he wanted here tonight. Then there was Errol's brother Ja'don, who was some sort of rapper on the DL, but anyone with eyes could see he was chasing Dre, and then there was Santiago the Rican thug who was the kind of guy you wanted but you know was trouble. "So what happen?" Dre asked clearly having watched the exchange between them. "I assumed he was a hustler." "He wasn't?" Ja'don asked. "No he wasn't." Jay replied as he sat on the stool, annoyed at the idea Ja'don had though the same thing he had, any guy that fine that bother to talk to him, must be trying to get paid. "So he was offended?" Dre asked as he finished his drink. The three shot glasses on the bar near him said he did not want to be out late. He was planning to get drunk have his pick of the guys and go home. "Yeah," Jay said as Santiago patting him on the shoulder. "Don't sweat it, you can do better." Dre just looked over to Santiago. Santiago was not what you expected for the most part he was 6'2" and nearly 205 with a 36-inch waist. He was Diesel as they called it in all the ways that mattered. He was a street type, one of the hard kinds and that bothered Dre. Santiago was not the type he normally dealt with on a friend level, but he was Ja'don's boy, likely, he was Ja'don's boy on the side and his hook up, but Dre had not pushed the issue. He and Ja'don had so much to clear up, but right now, he needed space, space from Ja'don and the pain. Looking back at the hospital, he wished he had said more, but honestly, there was not time he need to get back to his boy then. Downing his fourth shot he started out onto the floor, and never one to miss a step Ja'don was right behind him until he felt a hand on his wrist. "Where the fuck do you think you're going?" Santiago asked pulling Ja'don's tall thin frame into his arms. Ja'don enjoyed how possessive Santiago was, at least around Dre. "Let that motherfucker go, you ain't going." Ja'don didn't say a word, Errol was right Dre was in love and even though they had spent all night talking about how it wouldn't work and how he loved Martice, and then the phone call. Ja'don had gone with him to the Hospital still trying just a bit, but the arrival of that crazed black women had ended that. She had seen what his deal was and he slap seemed to have cleared Andre's head too, Ja'don would never admit how hurt he was when Andre had asked, well more like told him to leave. "You don't need that nigga, all you need is right here." he said sliding Ja'don's hand into his pants. Ja'don smiled thinking about what had happen last night and what would have to happen tonight. Santiago was right fuck Dre, he didn't need him after all. They did not say much to anyone as they started towards the door to leave. The two of them had spent the ride home getting high, and that always made Santiago horny. It had started this in the car and if it was not for the worry of cops they would have finished it there, lucky for them one of them had a little control. As they walk trough the door Santiago first, Ja'don reach out grabbing his shoulder and turned him then pushing him back against the wall just inside the door. The front door had not even closed when he began to kiss him softly at first and then biting his lower lip. His hands raised the throwback jersey Santiago had on along with the black wife beater. As Ja'don let his more aggressive side show Santiago just smiled, fuck Dre he had no clue what he had given up, Ja'don had cheese, was a freak, and know how to please his papi. No faster then the jersey hit the floor had Ja'don already begin to lick and suck at Santiago's neck. Slowly with tongue, working its way down his chest Ja'don loved the taste and scent f Santiago, first making his way to one of his lovers' nipples. His hand slipped into Santiago's pants and slowly he began to stroke the already rock hard dick found within. Santiago was fucking loving it, he know what this meant. While he was the boss between the two of them, it was good sometimes when Ja'don took charge and got things started. As the ripples of joy ran from end to end of Santiago's chest Ja'don keep stroking the manhood he couldn't wait to get into his mouth, was there a part of him who wished it was Dre, yea but Santiago know that and didn't care so this worked for them. As Santiago felt the first bit of cold breeze hit his dick, it made him even harder. Then as Ja'don took him into his mouth, damn near swallowing his manhood Santiago simply allowed his eyes to roll into the back of his head. This was just what he wanted, his boy on his knees slurping and sucking on his dick, then the popping sound as it come out and Ja'don took each nut into his mouth and sucked on them just soft enough to drive Santiago crazy. After a few minutes, the sound was too much and Santiago took charge. Grabbing Ja'don's head, Santiago stopped letting him come up as far and then pushing his head all the way down and holding it there. Ja'don begins to act as if he is swallowing and as his throat tightened around Santiago's 9.5-inch dick what was thick and more then most would try to take deep. Rolling his tongue Ja'don began to suck faster harder and to take it deeper and deeper; Soon Santiago turned forcing Ja'don head against the wall. The thumping sound as he fucked his mouth causing his head to hit the wall could be heard into the hall and after only a few minutes of that, he could not hold it back. His seed began to fill Ja'don's mouth. Santiago looked down and watched, as Ja'don swallowed not wasting any of his papi's seed. As Santiago looked up and over his shoulder, he noticed that they had drawn the eyes of the girl across the hall, Erica. She and Santiago had gotten down in the past, but she found out he had more of a thing for guys then her; she started to have a problem and he just dreaded her. Now here she was standing there watching as Ja'don got up and started towards the back. Santiago did not say anything to her as he stepped out of his pants and wagged his still rock hard dick slightly towards her. Looking towards where Ja'don had walked off to then back to her. He smiled walked to join Ja'don. Half way down the hall he could tell, she had gotten the idea as he heard the door close. As he enters the room, he noticed Ja'don begin to smile. It was not the kind of smile he normally did; this one was a little more evil or cocky. As Erica walked into the room already undoing her cloths, Santiago set at the foot of the bed. Ja'don walked over to Eric and began to undo the rest of her cloths. Santiago know Ja'don was not as into girls as he was, but Ja'don was into pleasing Santiago and that is what mattered here. Ja'don began to kiss Erica until she they both were on their knees in front of his king. Erica slowly began to jack Santiago's dick then finally she took it into her mouth. Her lips where wet, hell wetter then Ja'don's, and then she began to make the slurping and sucking sound it was heaven. Up and down, she took Santiago's dick as Ja'don moved behind her and played with his fingers in parts seldom touched by a gay man. Her eyes locked with Santiago as she slide her lips up and down sucking his dick from head to balls, but Santiago know that wasn't going to be enough. Suddenly as she sucked, there was a slight jump as she lifted up, his laugh to himself. Ja'don had slid up in her ass, and she was not sure what she had gotten herself into any more but it was too late. Ja'don put his hands of the back of her head pushing her head down and letting it back up quickly. He knew how Santiago liked his dick treated, and he was making sure it happens. Every now in again he would let her pull all the way back to moan or something and he would suck on it himself. After a little while, he finally began to stand with Erica never coming off his dick and without really giving her any warning or say so. She after all was just here to please Santiago to Ja'don, and he did not care about her it was all for papi. Santiago slide back as she climbed on to the bed Ja'don finally sliding out of her. Santiago lifted her onto his dick, which slide up into her wet pussy with ease now. This bitch was tight, and as he went balls deep in that pussy, she began to moan; Ja'don leaned back against the wall watching. He liked to watch bitches work Santiago's dick, and most of all he loved to watch papi put meat in bitched guts. She started off slow up and down, Santiago's head never coming out she began to roll her hips and moan even more. Santiago reached under her arms and grabbed her shoulders and began to forcing all of himself in and out of her. He started slowly and before long his pace got faster and faster. As she wrapped her legs around him as if she was just trying to stay on for the ride, her pussy began to make noises of its own, a sound that Santiago fuckin' loved so he began to hit it harder and harder. Rolling her onto her back, he began to drill her and she could not handle it, she began to try and crawl away but Santiago just keep drilling her pussy hitting its walls each time, damn she was tight as shit and now she was moaning like a cheap whore. Santiago inhaled just as Ja'don put his finger under his nose letting him smell the pussy he had played in earlier. That was it Santiago was gone. He began to fuck her harder and harder, the sound, the smell all of it making him drive his manhood deeper and deeper into her cavern until finally she clinches her legs and begins to just scream. She had cum and he roll off her knowing she was finished, she cannot take anymore, but he has just started. He raises his hand and he stands and points to the bed as Ja'don walks over and just lies down. Erica moves onto the floor still trying to catch her breath. Santiago just put a little lube on his finger and begins to work it into Ja'don's ass. Ja'don jumps just a little as he lifts up into the doggie position. Santiago stops finger him and put lube down his dick until the reaches the hairs. Santiago stand behind Ja'don grabbing him hips and without a moments warning rams all of himself deep in. Ja'don moans loudly as if the pain is too much, but Santiago knows better. As he begins to pull Ja'don back and forward Ja'don's ass seems to get tighter and tighter. Ja'don begins to throw it back and Santiago harder and harder rolling him hips up and down taking the entire iron rod inside of him. With a few movements Santiago, keep the pace as he turns Ja'don and sits on the bed. Ja'don is now ridding Santiago looking at Erica, who seems shocked to see someone take Santiago so well, but it is only from practice. Their first time Santiago broke Ja'don, and left him crying, but now Ja'don liked the pain of taking all of him man inside of him. Over and over, he rolled his hips moaning and calling out Papi to Santiago who just keep bangin' upward putting all his meat in Ja'don's back. Finally Santiago felt the wet lips of Erica begin to suck on his balls and eat his ass, as Ja'don went up and down on his rod, it had happen his fantasy had happened. Then suddenly Santiago gripped Ja'don pulling him all the way down onto himself and his seed exploded. As Santiago felt all his energy rushing into Ja'don he could hear Ja'don moaning too, looking to Erica whose face was now covered with Ja'don's own, Santiago know he had done what needed to be done. As Ja'don just sat there feeling all of Santiago inside him he turned him head to kiss Santiago who was sitting up behind him. It was soft. Erica seems to take the hint that she was done here and gathered her cloths. Normally they would have showered together but Ja'don wanted to wash Santiago this time. Wearing a long white shirt look some sort of slave Ja'don washed every inch of Santiago's body, some inches he personally licked clean, as if he where his personal slave. Ja'don enjoyed pleasing his king, and after a few minutes in the shower Ja'don was sure he was about to please his king again as Santiago simply pushed him down to him knees with his dick rock hard look right at him. Ja'don simply did what he knew he should, and began to suck. It had been hours and as the last person walked out Dre sat watching Errol his head still spinning from the music and the drinks. "Look as soon as Toni drops by I will drive your drunk ass home," Errol said to Dre sitting with a coke in front of him. Dre did not reply before the banging at the door began. As Errol opened the door in walked, a kat Dre had seen from time to time, but right now he just was not going to place the face. "Toni this is my boy Dre, excuse him he is fucked up." he said with a slightly more ghetto tone then normal. Toni just nodded to Dre. Dre glanced at the kat who was about 5'101/2" with a build that said he worked out a bit, he looked at Dre like he knows him, but it was only for a moment. HotLanta Ch. 05 Dre watched him as he went to the office, he must have business with E, and then it clicked he was the guy who owned 24/7, Yea he had seen him around from time to time, Martice talked about the design work he did for kat all the time. After a few moments they walked back Dre turned, "Yo," Toni and E paused, "You the kat from 24/7 right?" "Yeah," Toni replied extending his hand, "Have we met?" "Na, just shocked to see you're here, didn't know what kind place 24/7 was." Toni smiled stepping into that area that said he was flirting and not just being friendly. "Well how about you take this VIP pass," he reached into his pocket pulling the card. "Trade Party this weekend, all weekend VIP only." Dre took it his eyes flashing once he saw the design, "Where did you have these done?" "Kid I know does good work all around," he said with a hint of something more before dropping it as Dre's eyes meet his. Dre know the work it was Martice's and while he did not like the comment about his boyfriend, he assumed it was the liquor talking to him. "Stop in anytime," he finished before walking out of the door. Dre stood just as Errol reached out grabbing him. "I will take you home Dre, just let me close up." "I am good E." he said barely standing. Errol just did not let go. "Look!" he said looking Dre right in his eyes, "I don't have time to scrape you ass off 85 North, so such the fuck up and sit the fuck down, I been giving you room with your boy in the Hospital and all, but what the fuck have you done with it outside of fuck random kats and drink too much!" Dre could not say much. Errol just put his arms around him. "You're like family asshole; I can't just let you do this." Dre just stood there for a moment the hug reminding him that someone cared about him, for no other reason then they where his friend. "Okay, moments passed get off me." he said as E let go simply stepping back and looking at him for a moment. His head was still swimming he could not remember anything clearly. In his mind, he was screaming for them to stop but his body was not doing what he wanted. The physical pain was not the worse of it the emotional pain was far more. See gay or not Martice still view himself as all man and in his world, this did not happen to men, but now it was happening to him not once but over and over in his mind as he relived that night again and again. "Clean my shit off kat!" he remembered clearly, as he looked at Toni trough the haze that as his mind just before it was shoved in his mouth. He remembers that then the side of his face exploding, he was not sure what from, but the pain was unreal. He could tell there was a disagreement and he remembered Toni walking out, but thing after that where a mix and blur. There was no pleasure as he felt himself entered again forcefully. It felt like hours even if it had only been a few minutes or even seconds, it had changed everything, and then again, he felt that explosion this time in his chest. He remembered being drugged out and even being in his car, the worse of it he remembered being woken by a warm stream, and that was hours before he saw the red and blue lights. He had never been so happy to see the police. He remembered hearing Dre's voice, maybe yelling about wanting to see him, oh how he want to see him too, but he just could not open his eyes. He could also hear his mother, man was that a shocker. His stepfather had not take his coming out well at all and she was the perfect pastor's wife and stood by him rather then her son, her own blood. All he could think of if only he could open his eyes, if only he could lay in Dre's arms it would all be ok. They had stolen his manhood from him, with each trust, they had changed him, and all he wanted right now was to have his life back. She sat watching him; this was what she feared the most about his choice in lifestyles. Now her only child lay in a state between life and death and all she could do was sit here and pray that god gave him back. "Mom," a weak voice called. She looked up to him as tears poured form his eyes. "Mama," his weak voice called out to her as his hand rose as if by magic pulling her to her feet as she reached out grabbing it. "DOCTOR!" she screamed the beeping of the machines began to get louder and louder. "Baby you're okay! I love you!" she said to him kissing his forehead and holding onto his hand as if she was worried he would slip away form her again. The doctors flooded the room while a nurse took her into the hall. As she stood there watching from the window she was filled with hope. Reaching into her pocket she pulled her cell phone, no they weren't friends but this was a moment she need to share with someone she was beginning to understand loved her son, not like she did or in a way she could understand, but he did, and for this moment she would put everything aside and respect that. Damn this kid had a hot mouth as it went up and down his manhood. The look in his eye said he had no idea this was just something for a moment to Wendell. As he reached his hand down and began to play with this young Kat's ass, he could hear the moan. "Turn that shit around," he said to him. The kid did not pause, turning around and spreading his ass as he lowered his head to the floor. Wendell smiled as he slid off the couch to his knees; he was going to leave carpet burn on this bitches face as he plowed his ass. Without a moment pause and only a small amount of spit to lube the hole, he forced himself into the virgin ass in front of him. The rug dulled the scream of pain. "Calm down baby boy it always hurts the first time just take it easy." he said smiling to himself; damn he loved that scream. As he slowly worked his way in and out the pain did not get better for the kid, but that was not his problem he was just trying to get a nutt. After a minute or so, he returned to the aggressive trust that he enjoyed more and more. Thrusting himself deeper and deeper as he gripped his shoulders he worked trough the aggression he kept pinned up. "You're loving that dick ain't you bitch!" he said asked he keep going deeper and deeper, only the kid's moans acting as his reply. Wendell closed his eyes remember that night, payback was a bitch and after what that nigga Dre had done to him he had gotten the last laugh. Faster and harder he thrust until he exploded just as his phone began to ring. Still dripping he pulled out and reached for his phone, "What?" "We need to talk," Toni said from the other end. "You ain't done?" he said pulling the kid by the head toward his cock. As it entered his wet mouth the look was not like before, he understood his place now. As a slight moan exited Wendell, "Yeah, but I'm busy," he said. "Nigga finish whatever it is you're doing and get over here we got to talk about what happened." As if on queue, he reached down grabbing the back of the person's head and forced himself deeper into his mouth a second explosion of cum filling his mouth. Never hanging up the phone he stood zipped up his pants and started to the door. "Yo kat," the guy called out as Wendell paused looking back. "What about me?" "I let you clean my shit off didn't I, I should have been jacking your dick nigga." he said walking out of the door. "I'll be there."