Try Me

Chapter thirteen

After the fight at CJ's birthday the other day, everything is back to normal. Tyra and Khalan's petty fights are back. Taija distanced herself because Chris told her to do so. Khalan's still working. Tyra and Khalan still have their daily arguments. Khalan and Akia, well...

Khalan pulled away from the kiss and stared up at Akia, who was straddling his waist. "Let me suck it." Khalan licked his lips as he pulled on the waistband of Akia's basketball shorts. Akia looked down at Khalan and tilted his head, confused. "Huh?"

Khalan sucked his teeth and sat up. He flipped them, so Akia was now lying on his back with Khalan between his legs. "Stop acting like you don't know what I mean. Let me suck yo dick."

Akia's mouth dropped, surprised by the question because he actually didn't know what Khalan was talking about at first, and also because of the familiar position. He wanted to say yes, but then again, he knew he shouldn't say yes. He still didn't satisfy Tyra's needs yet.

"Khalan, we can't do this right now..." He trailed off as Khalan swiftly pulled down Akia's shorts just enough so that he could see the dick print through the boxers. Khalan wasn't trying to hear all that 'we shouldn't', 'we can't', or 'that's your sister'. He was going to get back at Tyra eventually.

"Why not?" Khalan asked as he started to trail kisses from Akia's neck all the way down to the teen's stomach. Akia bit his bottom lip and squeezed his eyes shut.

The two have been kissing often now. They do it whenever they see each other. Every time Akia is in Khalan's room, they're kissing, and although it's just fun for Khalan, Akia is slowly getting pulled in.

"She's your sister!" Akia whisper-yelled as he grabbed Khalan's hands to prevent them from pulling down his boxers. Khalan discreetly rolled his eyes.

"What's that gotta do with us? I'm just tryna taste you." He questioned and looked up at Akia with his most likely permanent low eyes and a slight smirk.

That alone made Akia give in. He thought Khalan was good-looking before, but now the older man is getting too attractive. And Akia knew that Khalan knew of his attraction towards him, which is why the older man used it to his advantage. Akia never admitted it, however, Khalan was very straight-forward. He never fails to tell Akia about his appearance. He always comments about Akia's cuteness, sexiness, prettiness, beauty, etc. Khalan meant it, but not in the way Akia was taking it as they continued to share moments together.

Akia let out a breath before releasing Khalan's curious hands, "Okay, you can do it." Akia nodded his head, giving Khalan the green light.

But Khalan wanted to tease him a bit, and so he gave a confused look. "What you want me to do?"

Akia's face turned red, and he sucked his teeth.

"Khalan—"

"I'm just fucking with you, lil nigga. I know what you want." Khalan laughed. Khalan managed to pull Akia's basketball shorts all the way down, throwing them somewhere far in his room, before he pulled down the boxers off of only one of the younger's legs. Akia hissed when Khalan suddenly spit in his hand and wrapped it around his exposed dick.

As Khalan began to move his hand up and down the length, his lips subconsciously found Akia's again. "You so fucking pretty." Khalan complimented Akia, who was already in shambles, between their kisses. Akia moaned loudly and wrapped his arms around Khalan's neck, pulling him as close as possible. This gullible boy really needed to stop messing with Khalan before he ended up catching feelings.

"You tryna suck a nigga face off?" Khalan chuckled once they broke apart. Akia couldn't focus on anything but Khalan's hand and him reaching his climax. Akia reluctantly let go of Khalan to grab on to the sheets instead, as he threw his head back, squeezed his eyes shut, and moaned louder when Khalan squeezed the tip. This was a very amusing sight to the more experienced individual.