This nigga came prepared to fuck; liquor, lube, no condoms (that bothered me a little), and even some Viagra... the fact that he was openly carrying these items (even though it was dark out) still he could've blown up both he and Waylon's spot. As a coach, I tried to give everyone a fair shake until proven otherwise; instantly I didn't like Faze.... first impressions are everything and this told me he was sloppy and careless. If you're DL, then be DL.... these are rookie mistakes and he clearly didn't give a fuck that he had been caught and could've got Waylon caught if I had been any other person. Faze looked me up and down, clearly wondering what the fuck I was doing here.... then here was the kicker, once he determined that I wasn't a threat (definitely wrong about that), Faze tried to push past me but with one hand to his chest, I was able to stop him from going into Waylon's apartment. We stared at each other again and Faze backed up slightly, I really didn't want to have to put hands on one of my potential players ESPECIALLY before I even started my new job in an official capacity but when he sat his shyt on the ground and stared at me.
"Waylon here?" Faze asked and I looked him up and down once and determined that his stance was a little too aggressive for my liking. "I don't got time for this, tell Waylon to come down here, we were supposed to be having a study session.... I cleared my schedule for that nigga and the very least he could do is come down here and face me like a man." Faze said and I glanced down at liquor and lube, then back up at him. "Man just tell that nigga Waylon to call me....." Faze said picking up his shyt and walking off. Once he was in his car driving off, I turned around and walked back into Waylon's apartment, and locked the door behind me.
"What happened? What did you say to him?" Waylon asked meeting me at the top of the stairs.
"I didn't say shyt to him... my presence alone let it be known what it is and I bet he doesn't bring his ass back over here at least for the duration of my trip. Pussy ass niggas.... I'm sorry I shouldn't speak like that about my future team, dudes like him aren't used to being challenged. The second he knows it's safe he's going to come over here, beat his chest, and say all kinds of shyt about me, shyt he won't say to my face.... he better be lucky I didn't do what I originally intended but with certain dudes, you just know how to handle them...."
"Faze isn't that bad." Waylon said shrugging.
"I know dudes like Faze, don't forget I played ball.... dudes like Faze who are sloppy off the field are sloppy on the field. He MIGHT make it to the league but he won't last long, but his entire demeanor..... You know what, I'm just going to end this conversation right here because he's about to be one of my players and I don't want to want to let this conversation cloud my judgment about dude.... Did you order the food?" I asked.
"Nah I didn't know what you w....." Before he could finish, I had him facing the wall with my dick pressed against his ass. I know he felt 'it' because he started grinding his as against my dick.
"This is what I'm talking about, your ass is hardheaded..... did you do that other thing I asked you to do?" I asked backing up some because he had reached back and grabbed my dick.... that was going to lead someplace neither of us was ready for and I just wanted to chill tonight.
"Uhh yeah.... I was actually looking into Aircraft Maintenance Engineering, I've always loved planes, I never wanted to fly them but I've always wanted to work on them until my dad told me that it was a bitch move and that I was too stupid to ever achieve something like that so I turned my attention back to football." Waylon said shrugging as if it didn't bother him but I could tell that it really did, he was just too hard to admit it. "It is what it is.... but I was looking into the program and it takes about three years of school plus 6 months of training."
"Way, you should definitely look into it.... in fact, I'm encouraging you to really look into it, talk to some people who have and are taking the classes, start building a relationship with those people. I'll do what I can on my side, talking to professors, deans, alumni.... whoever I can. Don't let your dad force his dream FOR you ON you. I'll order the food, you go find us a movie to watch....." I said kissing him quickly and turning away because the fact that he actually took my advice had me wanting to fuck him in the hallway so I needed some space to gather myself.................
YOU ARE READING
Fraternity Row
Mystère / ThrillerAfter the death of his older brother De'Montrez is determined to find his killer, after the justice system fails him and his family, De'Montrez decides to take justice into his own hands. He's narrowed down his list of suspects to five people and De...