Thug Love ((( Chapter 7)))
If you have not read at least the last 2 chapters of this story i suggest you do so in order to get and idea of the events that has transpired between the characters. PLEASE COMMENT AND LET ME KNOW HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT THE SITUATION, YOU GUYS ARE MY THEROPISTS, I RELY ON YOU FEEDBACK LOL
Its just past 8pm and Jay and i are leaving Anthony's house. Jay and i have not said one word to each other the entire ride home. Although he spoke no words his energy told me he was furious and couldn't wait to release his anger. I gave myself a prep talk because i know we are about to fight, Jay and i have fought many times before and i gave him a run for his money but at the end i always ended up injured in some way. Jay was taller and stronger than me. Although we have fought many times before, this time is different. I have never seen this look in his eyes. Its like i didn't even recognize him. We pulled up to are apartment and went inside. My heart beat frantically as he unlocked the door and slammed it as i went in. We went into the bedroom and i sat on the bed, he sat on the other side, we both sat there with our backs turned to each other. As he took his shoes off he says to me "so you a fag hoe now, fucking every ****a that try to holla" i said " fag hoe, bruh why do i have to be a ****** every time you get mad" he said "that's what you are, you lay on you back and get fucked by other dudes, you a ******", I said "that's why i hate fucking with you bruh, first off i asked you where we in a relationship you said we are good, but in the meantime you having sex with me and every girl in this apartment complex, but when i step out you wanna kill me, and look at how you talk to me, you know i hate being gay, and you call me a ****** and then" he cuts me of and says "dude what the fuck you saying you act like i treat you bad or something, dude i take care of you i pay the rent, by food and keep gas in our cars, i come home every night, yea i do some fucked up shit but dude ima good ****a" i said "Jay" he said "wait let me finish, you know i'm not no romantic type of ****a my c***dhood was fucked up, no body ever gave a fuck about me you got to make a decision take me for who i am or leave me the fuck alone" i said " Jay what does your c***dhood have to do with you fucking everybody, dude i'm a man i don't like being treated like no lil bitch, you cold as fuck and you actually think i'm suppose to deal with this shit, you can disrespect me but i gotta watch what i say to you" i was ready for a reply but there was silence.
I slowly turned my head around and i saw Jay staring at the wall, i couldn't see his face but i knew he was having one of his moments and fighting back tears. When ever Jay talks about his c***dhood it weakens him and puts him in a state of deep depression. Jay was adopted he never knew his biological mom or dad. He would jokingly say things like "my own parents didn't even want me, so i know i'm fucked up" but i knew he really felt that way. His foster parents were cruel to him, they would say things like "that's why your mom gave you up ****er" he was adopted by a racist white couple( odd right). He lived with then from the age of 3 until he was 13. When he was 13 he joined a gang, and went head first into the street life. Selling d**gs, and murdering rival gang members was a like second nature to him. Jay always said that being in a gang was the closest thing he ever had to a family. He and his fellow gang members shared a since of brotherly love; they would protect each other, support each other and would kill or die for one another. At the age of 17 and young preacher took an interest in Jay and convinced him to join a mentoring program. Jay's mentor was a 32 year old accountant, with a troubled past. He took Jay to his house and showed him his bank statements so that Jay could understand that young black men have options. He wanted Jay to understand that even he could accomplish great things despite how hectic his life had been. He helped Jay get his high school diploma and prepped him for college. Though Jay wouldn't go to college until he was 25 he never saw his foster parents or his fellow gang member again. As he sat there silently i know he is revisiting his c***dhood. He finally says in a venerable voice "bruh i ain't had no love in my life i'm loving you the best way i can, i'm not normal so i don't love like normal people do, i'm not perfect but think of all the shit i do for you and us, i show you i love you everyday" i said "Jay, you love me?" he said "why the fuck you think i'm here with you bruh, you the only person in this world that give a fuck about me, i don't know how to love yet but, i am who i am you just got to believe me, i don't mean the things i say or do i'm just fucked up inside, dude you know this shit how many time do i have to tell you this". A huge cloud of guilt covered me i felt bad for Jay, especially now that he has told me he loved me i was speechless. I told him i loved him too, we turned toward each other and looked into each other's eyes. I saw the hurt in his eyes, Jay has never felt loved or wanted, i wanted to show him that i loved him and wanted him, i wanted to heal his pain.
We kissed and undressed. He laid on the bed and i grabbed his 10 inch dick and pushed 1/2 of it in my mouth. I sucked him nice and slow soaking his dick and massaging it with my lips. I sucked on his fat head and and watched my spit roll from the tip of his dick down to his nut sack. I gagged and forced as much of his dick inside my throat as i possibly could, he grabbed the back of my head a forced me to consume most of his fat dick. he grabbed the lubrication and I climbed on top of him, i placed his dick inside my ass and i grabbed his dick with the walls of my ass. He grabbed my waist and forced his dick to go deeper inside me. I moaned louder with each stroke i felt like his dick was inside my stomach. I slid down on his dick and he pushed his dick inside me with a circular motion. he rolled me over and got on top of me. He put my legs over his shoulder and pounded me hard and fast. I screamed and moaned his name. he said " who's ass is this" i said " yours" he said "don't ever give me ass away to another ****a" I said " ok" as i moaned and brace myself with each stroke. I felt myself cumming inside my ass, i lost control, a tingling feeling went from my ass all the was up to my chest and the tip of my ears, i developed shill bumps. i then felt him nutting inside me. As his rich thick cum pumped inside me. he wrapped his arm around me. I looked me into my eyes and said "I love You". We laid next to each other, both trying to catch our breaths, he turned to me and said " don't ever contact that ****a again or any ****a for that matter, i want you to myself dude i love you but if you ever so much as talk to that ****a again i promise you i will kill that ****a and then you" I said "you got me, i won't, ever talk to him again", we laid beside each other and fell asleep. COMMENT COMMENT COMMENT, PLEASE COMMENT
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Its just past 8pm and Jay and i are leaving Anthony's house. Jay and i have not said one word to each other the entire ride home. Although he spoke no words his energy told me he was furious and couldn't wait to release his anger. I gave myself a prep talk because i know we are about to fight, Jay and i have fought many times before and i gave him a run for his money but at the end i always ended up injured in some way. Jay was taller and stronger than me. Although we have fought many times before, this time is different. I have never seen this look in his eyes. Its like i didn't even recognize him. We pulled up to are apartment and went inside. My heart beat frantically as he unlocked the door and slammed it as i went in. We went into the bedroom and i sat on the bed, he sat on the other side, we both sat there with our backs turned to each other. As he took his shoes off he says to me "so you a fag hoe now, fucking every ****a that try to holla" i said " fag hoe, bruh why do i have to be a ****** every time you get mad" he said "that's what you are, you lay on you back and get fucked by other dudes, you a ******", I said "that's why i hate fucking with you bruh, first off i asked you where we in a relationship you said we are good, but in the meantime you having sex with me and every girl in this apartment complex, but when i step out you wanna kill me, and look at how you talk to me, you know i hate being gay, and you call me a ****** and then" he cuts me of and says "dude what the fuck you saying you act like i treat you bad or something, dude i take care of you i pay the rent, by food and keep gas in our cars, i come home every night, yea i do some fucked up shit but dude ima good ****a" i said "Jay" he said "wait let me finish, you know i'm not no romantic type of ****a my c***dhood was fucked up, no body ever gave a fuck about me you got to make a decision take me for who i am or leave me the fuck alone" i said " Jay what does your c***dhood have to do with you fucking everybody, dude i'm a man i don't like being treated like no lil bitch, you cold as fuck and you actually think i'm suppose to deal with this shit, you can disrespect me but i gotta watch what i say to you" i was ready for a reply but there was silence.
I slowly turned my head around and i saw Jay staring at the wall, i couldn't see his face but i knew he was having one of his moments and fighting back tears. When ever Jay talks about his c***dhood it weakens him and puts him in a state of deep depression. Jay was adopted he never knew his biological mom or dad. He would jokingly say things like "my own parents didn't even want me, so i know i'm fucked up" but i knew he really felt that way. His foster parents were cruel to him, they would say things like "that's why your mom gave you up ****er" he was adopted by a racist white couple( odd right). He lived with then from the age of 3 until he was 13. When he was 13 he joined a gang, and went head first into the street life. Selling d**gs, and murdering rival gang members was a like second nature to him. Jay always said that being in a gang was the closest thing he ever had to a family. He and his fellow gang members shared a since of brotherly love; they would protect each other, support each other and would kill or die for one another. At the age of 17 and young preacher took an interest in Jay and convinced him to join a mentoring program. Jay's mentor was a 32 year old accountant, with a troubled past. He took Jay to his house and showed him his bank statements so that Jay could understand that young black men have options. He wanted Jay to understand that even he could accomplish great things despite how hectic his life had been. He helped Jay get his high school diploma and prepped him for college. Though Jay wouldn't go to college until he was 25 he never saw his foster parents or his fellow gang member again. As he sat there silently i know he is revisiting his c***dhood. He finally says in a venerable voice "bruh i ain't had no love in my life i'm loving you the best way i can, i'm not normal so i don't love like normal people do, i'm not perfect but think of all the shit i do for you and us, i show you i love you everyday" i said "Jay, you love me?" he said "why the fuck you think i'm here with you bruh, you the only person in this world that give a fuck about me, i don't know how to love yet but, i am who i am you just got to believe me, i don't mean the things i say or do i'm just fucked up inside, dude you know this shit how many time do i have to tell you this". A huge cloud of guilt covered me i felt bad for Jay, especially now that he has told me he loved me i was speechless. I told him i loved him too, we turned toward each other and looked into each other's eyes. I saw the hurt in his eyes, Jay has never felt loved or wanted, i wanted to show him that i loved him and wanted him, i wanted to heal his pain.
We kissed and undressed. He laid on the bed and i grabbed his 10 inch dick and pushed 1/2 of it in my mouth. I sucked him nice and slow soaking his dick and massaging it with my lips. I sucked on his fat head and and watched my spit roll from the tip of his dick down to his nut sack. I gagged and forced as much of his dick inside my throat as i possibly could, he grabbed the back of my head a forced me to consume most of his fat dick. he grabbed the lubrication and I climbed on top of him, i placed his dick inside my ass and i grabbed his dick with the walls of my ass. He grabbed my waist and forced his dick to go deeper inside me. I moaned louder with each stroke i felt like his dick was inside my stomach. I slid down on his dick and he pushed his dick inside me with a circular motion. he rolled me over and got on top of me. He put my legs over his shoulder and pounded me hard and fast. I screamed and moaned his name. he said " who's ass is this" i said " yours" he said "don't ever give me ass away to another ****a" I said " ok" as i moaned and brace myself with each stroke. I felt myself cumming inside my ass, i lost control, a tingling feeling went from my ass all the was up to my chest and the tip of my ears, i developed shill bumps. i then felt him nutting inside me. As his rich thick cum pumped inside me. he wrapped his arm around me. I looked me into my eyes and said "I love You". We laid next to each other, both trying to catch our breaths, he turned to me and said " don't ever contact that ****a again or any ****a for that matter, i want you to myself dude i love you but if you ever so much as talk to that ****a again i promise you i will kill that ****a and then you" I said "you got me, i won't, ever talk to him again", we laid beside each other and fell asleep. COMMENT COMMENT COMMENT, PLEASE COMMENT
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