After a day where I took him to my boy's ranch and started the process of getting him ready to learn how to ride horseback, had a lil picnic on a hill with a dope ass view of the sunset, and a two thousand bottle of wine... I was ready to go back home but Tyson seemed distracted the entire day. You'd think after all the work I put in a nigga could at least get blessed with some throat action, hell I didn't even get a goodnight kiss, Tyson just got out of the car, promised he'd call me later, and walked into his apartment building as if he had the weight of the world on his shoulders. I didn't even mention Seven's bitch ass and yet his presence lingered over our date like a fuckin boogieman or something, it was getting to the point where I needed to show Tyson that Seven really didn't give a fuck about him otherwise he wouldn't be fuckin on that nigga Camilo (not that I blame him because if I had the chance I'd be flooding his hole too). But I was trying to flood Tyson's hole and he just kept teasing me, head was coo but I was ready to really show the fuck out, maybe that was it, maybe he knew that if we actually fucked he'd realized that he was truly over that nigga and that FACT scared him more than anything. I pulled up to my bro's house and the door was already open, he must've sensed that I needed this smoke session given our brief conversation after I dropped Tyson off.
"A blunt AND Henny.... you must've either got some ass or you're trying to get some information, either way, that's why I fuck with you." I said as we made our way to his back porch. Duba was doing extremely well for himself, the covered back porch protected us from the mosquitoes and unforgiving sun which was much appreciated.
"To answer your question... it's both. I busted down this cue lil twink at my job, then during my lunch break I busted down his roommate, I'm trying to set up a threesome but I'm not sure if they're on that type of freaky shyt, though this dick can be extremely convincing.... Now wassup with you? Have you fucked that nigga yet or is he still playing games?" Duba asked and I grabbed the bottle and drank a healthy amount which caused him to laugh. "Damn nigga, I couldn't imagine putting in all that work and not getting anything in return." Duba said shaking his head.
"Some things are worth waiting for... Tyson..... I just got this feeling in my nuts that his ass is the diamond package, so I'm willing to settle for head until he's ready...." I said shrugging as my dick jumped for joy at the mention of Tyson's lips wrapped around it.
"Let me put you on to a little game, any nigga that's willing to carry on an emotional affair for over a year is a freak. Didn't you tell me that during y'all many late-night phone conversations where you would send him videos of your dick? Don't answer that because I've seen you send him pics and videos. That nigga is a freak, I wouldn't be surprised if he was down to let as tag team him...." Duba said and I sat there staring at him.
"Damn nigga can I fuck him a few times first before you start suggesting trains and shyt..... I mean you got roommates and you didn't even invite me, I'm hurt." I said smiling though I was a little pissed at his last comment. Sure we've shared more than a few dudes in the past but Tyson was different, I wasn't entirely sure I wanted to share him with anyone; it's bad enough he's still meeting and talking to that nigga but.....
"Anyways, you need to cut that nigga off. Hear me out, take a week off from work, cut off all communication with him; no text, no phone calls, no eye contact.... Treat him like an ex you're trying to avoid, I guarantee he'd be willing to give up the cheeks." Duba said and he may be on to something. "So what are we going to do about the nigga whose ring he's wearing? I've never known you to let anything slide and the fact that y'all fought and he's still walking around and not laid up in some hospital..... maybe you're going soft." Duba said and my temper flared.
"Watch ya fuckin mouth... you know I'm not afraid of no nigga, least of all THAT nigga.... But I'm walking a tightrope... I really fuck with Tyson and I don't wanna lose what we've been building, beating that nigga's ass runs the risk of Tyson running back to him. When I finally catch that nigga slippin I want Tyson to enjoy the fact that I beat his ass and right now, he's not at that point.
