'95 Til Infinity (A joey bada$$ fanfic)

No.TICE...$$$

        "Yo wuzzup wit da messages you sent Joey?", I asked Joey as I walked into da apartment. When I wuz in da store wit Deniro, Joey sent me a text saying "Get home quick". "Bruh...da manager talm bout we bout to get kicked out cuz ain't no one paid no rent in weeks", Joey said handing me a Eviction NOTICE. Damn...I knew dis wuz gon happen. "And plus ma...wit yo aunt never fuckin cumin home makes us even mo on da edge of being kicked out...like damn we already don't hve no fuckin lights", Joey kicked ova da coffee table. With Joey having a criminal record he really didnt have no where else to go and not even a job to find. And him and his mama boyfriend had already put enough holes in his mama's walls. Me...well I didn't have no family dat cared enough for me to stay with dem and to be honest, I wasnt leaving Joey's side. "Well i just have to find a job. Shouldn't be dat hard knowing I have only been to Juvie once." I took a seat on a chair and tried to sort things out. Joey came ova and pick me up and sat me on his lap as he sat in the chair. At that moment I came up wit a plan dat probably gon be gud or badd. "Joey I think I have a idea to keep us afloat". Joey lifted his head,"Wats dat ma", he asked. I swallowed, "I can dance at dat club up off Acrab". Joey pushed me up off of him and looked at me wide eyed. "What da fuck u talm bout. I'm not fixin to let you shake yo ass u for no niggas", he yelled at me. "Bruh common, we need dat money. And its not like im fuckin da dudes...dey get a dance and i get my money". Joey sat down and rubbed his hands thru his hair. "Ughhh...fine but im bout to head out". Joey got up and grabbed his coat and left. I sat dere puzzeled a lil on how dis wuz gon affect our relationship...I mean friendship.

        I knew Joey had too many feelings for me, for me to shaking my ass in another nigga face. Now I see why he alwayz asked about all da dudes I'm always with. He really wanted to be with me but knew he wuz to much of a player to make a commiment. Damn I don't wanna lose Joey...

       I went in my room, took off all my clothes, close all da blinds, laid down, and lit a blunt...

Joey POV

        I walked thru dis brisked ass wind thinking how dis shit wuz gon play out. Dre, my fuckin first love, shaking ha ass in a nigga face for him to find ha ass walking out da club one nite. As much as I didnt want ha working at da strip club, I really didnt feel like being back at mom's house. A nigga could remeber da last words that I said to my moms before I wlked out. "YOU GON CHOOSE DIS PUNK ASS NIGGA OVA ME MOMS...REALLY BITCH". I always regreted da day I called my moms a "bitch" but anger speaks for itself. I went back to thinking bout Dre'. Bruh ion no what I do if I seen ha wit another nigga. Dey always seem to find a way to get near ha but how? Dats wuz my fuckin woman. I took ha virginty. I should have da rite to have ha. I took a seat on a bench dat sat in front of da liquor store. I stared at da ground while a couple of old dudes talked about da game last nite. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I took it out to hope it wuz Dre' calling to tell me to come fuck ha but it wuz Rochelle. Rochelle wuz a girl I use to messed with back in da days. I pushed ansewer, "Yea". "Wuzzup Jo...wats gud", she answered in dat voice where I knew she wuz horny as fuck. "Shidd nun...wat bout you", I responded calm like. Dere wuz a pause for a moment. "Nun boo...you wanna come ova and help me wit sum". Shidd...well im pissed anyway so mines well get pussy and acoholo to sober dat shit up. "Yea...wuzzup", I said  feeling my dick get hard. "Ok boo...oh can you bring sum orange juice and cranberry juice. I got sum to drink if you want sum". Shidd dat will set my mood rite. "You know I do". She giggled seductively, "I see wen you get here baby".

        Wit dat said, I got up and went in da liquor store, grabbed da orange and cranberry juice and caught a cab to da Bronx. I wasnt well liked up here to be honest but idfga. I just came for da pussy and liquor and I wuz back to da Brooklyn streets. 

        "Damn mi man...must be fixin to get sum lovin tonite", da cab said to me lookin up at da rear view mirror. I looked up from my phone and smiled."Hell yeaaaaa", I dabbed him up thru da window. We got to Rochelle apartment buliding and paid da cab driver. "Yo bruh keep da change". He thanked me, "And you have a gud time mi man".

        "YO, Rochelle open up", I said knocked on da apartment door. She opened da door wearing a see-thru grown, showin nipples, titties, and ass. "Damn I been waiting on you daddy", she said pulling me in hard as fuck. She pushed me down on da couch and went to da kitchen for sum cups. I pulled out a Fatty and lit dat shit quick. I wuz gon need dis if I wuz fuck witout thinking bout Dre' fine ass. Rochelle came back ova and handed me a cup and took da blunt out my hand and started puffing away. Next thing you know after a couple cups of gin and juice and half a Fatty, Rocelle wuz on ha knees choking back. I mean she wuz at it...sobbing, gagging, deepthroating. "Goddamn Rollie...do yo thang". She stopped and looked up at me, "Daddy you know I've always loved yo bigg dick". Wit da sound of dat, I picked ha ass and up and carried ha straight to da room. I threw down on da bed and slid dat nitie off ha body. She help me get out my clothes. I made my way on top and began pounding my dick between ha legs just how she liked it. "Yasss daddy...I like it wen you fuck dat pussy hard". I felt ha wallz swelling and I felt my nut getting closer to da edge. "I know you do Rollie...Daddy gon take care of dat pussy tonite". I continued to fuck ha harder and harder till my nut came spilling out. She got up and licked up all my nut off my dick and my hands. Da rest of da nite wuz a repeated process....Just wit Dre' on mi mind...