Thug Love ((( Chapter 8 )))
If you have not read the last 2 chapters, please do so, so you can understand the tone of thsi chapter, this chapter takes you deeper into Jay's mind and of course our sex life please enjoy.
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Its 4:31 am and I am in a deep sleep. Jay and i have just spent most of the night having make-up sex due to our heated/passionate argument. I am awaken by heavy movement in the bed, its Jay he's having one of his moments. Jay has these weird episodes that causes him to wake up from his sleep. He wakes up swinging his arms as if he is protecting himself, he feels his body as if he was testing to see if he was still alive and the look in his eyes would be that of a person whom you may find in a mental institute. When he would have these moments i would grab hold of him and tell him he's OK it was just a dream until he calmed down. These are the moments when Jay is the most vulnerable. These events are the reason why he slept with his gun right beside him or under his pillow. Jay would never discuss these events with me when it was over he refused to talk about it. I have two theories of why he feel haunted at night. The first theory goes back to him being in a foster home. He was adopted by a white couple in their mid 30s at the age of 3. It was the wife idea since she couldn't have k**s. Since she was deprived of her ability to give birth her husband allowed her to pick the k** she wanted and he assured her he support her and love the k** as his own. He was shocked when she picked a black k**. She picked Jay because she recognized how intelligent he was, she saw something in him that she had never seen in a c***d, Jay was rare and very cute. The husband hid the fact that he was a racist until Jay was about 5 and he began to say derogatory things to him. The husband grew very abusive verbally and physical to both Jay and the wife. Jay said some nights he could hear him chocking the wife and saying things like " I'm gonna kill you and that ****a". As a k** Jay hated bedtime. He thought for sure one night his dad would be standing over him preparing to strangle him to death. As a k** and even in adult hood he would have dreams of his dad strangling him to death in his sleep. The other theory is that Jay had done something while in the gang that haunted him or either cause him to think rival gang member would find him one day and seek revenge.
When i woke up that morning Jay was outside on the patio. I went into the bathroom cleaned myself up and joined him outside. I said "Jay we should talk about last night i wanna know how you feel" he looked at me and then looked into the sky. I said " Jay you know you can talk to me about anything bruh I'll never judge you, i never have" He turned to me and said "look what I'm about to tell you is something i have never told anyone, i want you to just listen don't interrupt just listen", I said "OK". He said "when i was 15 i was really into that gang shit, it was my life. I have killed a couple dudes that were in rival gangs but i never felt bad about it because it was either them or me, one day i was riding with my ****as. We had just stole a BMW and we were taking it to a chop shop, it was about four of us. Among the four of us was the loose cannon name Saww. He and i was really close, our names even went together I was Chain and he was Saww, put us together we would fuck shit up, on the way to the chop shop we saw this guy, I could never remember his name it began with a C though, i didn't really know him but he and i had a few conversations about life, he was in his last year of high school and had just been accepted to college, it was rumored that he was gay although no one had ever confirmed it, i don't think he was gay, he was just a nerd, He always told me i was smart and i should get out of the streets before i got killed, Saww was in one of his " i don't give a fuck moods" he was high and pumped up, we road passed the guy and Saww said " turn around Bird( the driver) I'm bout to fuck with this ******" Bird turned around and we stopped in beside of the guy, Saww stoop up in the car with the top portion of his body hanging out of the sunroof, he said "hey old fag ass ****a i should pop you for walking my block, the guy recognized me sitting in the back seat and look into my eyes, shortly after i saw a bullet tare through his shoulder, his body spawn 180 degrees, its like i could see his soul leaving his body, Saww had just killed an innocent dude and i had the power to stop it,but i didn't. Last night i dreamed i was walking somewhere and it was very dark out and i seen the guy, he wore the same thing he had on that day, and he looked exactly the same except his left hand had no skin on it,it is was a skeleton hand. and he was trying to touch me with what i believe was the hand of death. i ran hard and fast but i couldn't get away from him, just before he grabbed me i woke up, Ive dreamed about him before in the same situation but dude had never got that close to me, so that's it, there you have it". I looked at him and he looked to the ground. I said " Jay you can't" he cut me off and said " I'm not looking for advice or sympathy i told you the story so you could know i don't want to talk about it no more"
i looked at him and rubbed his chest in an effort to comfort him. as i rubbed his chest i saw his basket ball shorts rising from a 10 inch erection. He said "suck my dick" Luckily our apartment is in the back and our patio faced nothing but trees, we could still get caught if someone walked by but jay didn't care.I got on my knees and pulled his fat dick out of his polo boxer brief underwear,i gagged and consumed his dick allowing his dick to hit the back of my throat, with my lips wrapped firmly around his dick, i sucked deep and fast and made it feel like a wet pussy was riding his dick He moaned " fuck i can feel you tonsils" i could taste his precum as i choked myself on his over sized dick. he grabbed me by my mini Afro and through me onto the living room floor, and said " take that shit off" i got undress and he walked into the living room leaving the patio door open, he put my face into the floor and my ass remained elevated, he lubed me up spit in my ass and put his dick inside me i moaned and raised up as his dick forced its way into my asshole, he put my face back into the floor and told me to "shut the fuck up, " his dick penetrated me and opened my ass hole he fucked me hard and deep gripping my waist and smacking my ass, i moaned as silently as i could, i felt the wind blowing on us as we lay beside the patio door, its like we were having sex outside. he then grabbed me by my legs and and slid my back up against the wall so that my asshole was pointing directly into the air he squatted down over me and dunked his dick inside my ass while holding my legs to keep me balanced i moaned and screamed his name, his dick felt so deep inside me, i moaned and braced myself for every stroke, i could feel his dick in my stomach, he went deeper and harder, pounding me with his 10 inch fat dick, then he took his dick out of my ass a shot his thick cum into my mouth and down my throat, he then spit in my mouth and made me swallow it.
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PLEASE COMMENT YOUR COMMENTS KEEP ME INSPIRED AND LET ME KNOW I'M WRITING FOR A REASON
Its 4:31 am and I am in a deep sleep. Jay and i have just spent most of the night having make-up sex due to our heated/passionate argument. I am awaken by heavy movement in the bed, its Jay he's having one of his moments. Jay has these weird episodes that causes him to wake up from his sleep. He wakes up swinging his arms as if he is protecting himself, he feels his body as if he was testing to see if he was still alive and the look in his eyes would be that of a person whom you may find in a mental institute. When he would have these moments i would grab hold of him and tell him he's OK it was just a dream until he calmed down. These are the moments when Jay is the most vulnerable. These events are the reason why he slept with his gun right beside him or under his pillow. Jay would never discuss these events with me when it was over he refused to talk about it. I have two theories of why he feel haunted at night. The first theory goes back to him being in a foster home. He was adopted by a white couple in their mid 30s at the age of 3. It was the wife idea since she couldn't have k**s. Since she was deprived of her ability to give birth her husband allowed her to pick the k** she wanted and he assured her he support her and love the k** as his own. He was shocked when she picked a black k**. She picked Jay because she recognized how intelligent he was, she saw something in him that she had never seen in a c***d, Jay was rare and very cute. The husband hid the fact that he was a racist until Jay was about 5 and he began to say derogatory things to him. The husband grew very abusive verbally and physical to both Jay and the wife. Jay said some nights he could hear him chocking the wife and saying things like " I'm gonna kill you and that ****a". As a k** Jay hated bedtime. He thought for sure one night his dad would be standing over him preparing to strangle him to death. As a k** and even in adult hood he would have dreams of his dad strangling him to death in his sleep. The other theory is that Jay had done something while in the gang that haunted him or either cause him to think rival gang member would find him one day and seek revenge.
When i woke up that morning Jay was outside on the patio. I went into the bathroom cleaned myself up and joined him outside. I said "Jay we should talk about last night i wanna know how you feel" he looked at me and then looked into the sky. I said " Jay you know you can talk to me about anything bruh I'll never judge you, i never have" He turned to me and said "look what I'm about to tell you is something i have never told anyone, i want you to just listen don't interrupt just listen", I said "OK". He said "when i was 15 i was really into that gang shit, it was my life. I have killed a couple dudes that were in rival gangs but i never felt bad about it because it was either them or me, one day i was riding with my ****as. We had just stole a BMW and we were taking it to a chop shop, it was about four of us. Among the four of us was the loose cannon name Saww. He and i was really close, our names even went together I was Chain and he was Saww, put us together we would fuck shit up, on the way to the chop shop we saw this guy, I could never remember his name it began with a C though, i didn't really know him but he and i had a few conversations about life, he was in his last year of high school and had just been accepted to college, it was rumored that he was gay although no one had ever confirmed it, i don't think he was gay, he was just a nerd, He always told me i was smart and i should get out of the streets before i got killed, Saww was in one of his " i don't give a fuck moods" he was high and pumped up, we road passed the guy and Saww said " turn around Bird( the driver) I'm bout to fuck with this ******" Bird turned around and we stopped in beside of the guy, Saww stoop up in the car with the top portion of his body hanging out of the sunroof, he said "hey old fag ass ****a i should pop you for walking my block, the guy recognized me sitting in the back seat and look into my eyes, shortly after i saw a bullet tare through his shoulder, his body spawn 180 degrees, its like i could see his soul leaving his body, Saww had just killed an innocent dude and i had the power to stop it,but i didn't. Last night i dreamed i was walking somewhere and it was very dark out and i seen the guy, he wore the same thing he had on that day, and he looked exactly the same except his left hand had no skin on it,it is was a skeleton hand. and he was trying to touch me with what i believe was the hand of death. i ran hard and fast but i couldn't get away from him, just before he grabbed me i woke up, Ive dreamed about him before in the same situation but dude had never got that close to me, so that's it, there you have it". I looked at him and he looked to the ground. I said " Jay you can't" he cut me off and said " I'm not looking for advice or sympathy i told you the story so you could know i don't want to talk about it no more"
i looked at him and rubbed his chest in an effort to comfort him. as i rubbed his chest i saw his basket ball shorts rising from a 10 inch erection. He said "suck my dick" Luckily our apartment is in the back and our patio faced nothing but trees, we could still get caught if someone walked by but jay didn't care.I got on my knees and pulled his fat dick out of his polo boxer brief underwear,i gagged and consumed his dick allowing his dick to hit the back of my throat, with my lips wrapped firmly around his dick, i sucked deep and fast and made it feel like a wet pussy was riding his dick He moaned " fuck i can feel you tonsils" i could taste his precum as i choked myself on his over sized dick. he grabbed me by my mini Afro and through me onto the living room floor, and said " take that shit off" i got undress and he walked into the living room leaving the patio door open, he put my face into the floor and my ass remained elevated, he lubed me up spit in my ass and put his dick inside me i moaned and raised up as his dick forced its way into my asshole, he put my face back into the floor and told me to "shut the fuck up, " his dick penetrated me and opened my ass hole he fucked me hard and deep gripping my waist and smacking my ass, i moaned as silently as i could, i felt the wind blowing on us as we lay beside the patio door, its like we were having sex outside. he then grabbed me by my legs and and slid my back up against the wall so that my asshole was pointing directly into the air he squatted down over me and dunked his dick inside my ass while holding my legs to keep me balanced i moaned and screamed his name, his dick felt so deep inside me, i moaned and braced myself for every stroke, i could feel his dick in my stomach, he went deeper and harder, pounding me with his 10 inch fat dick, then he took his dick out of my ass a shot his thick cum into my mouth and down my throat, he then spit in my mouth and made me swallow it.
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