No Fucks Given

6

I walked out of boss office after clocking out happy as hell. I was finally off work and could take my ass home.

Once I saw Cas waiting by my car, my mood went left. I still gotta have a conversation with this dude.

I sighed before making my way over.

"Sup." I nodded.

"Sup." He mumbled. He looked mad uncomfortable. Very different from every other time I had seen him.

I sighed. I guess I'll give the nigga a break.

I was the first to speak up. "So what we talking about?"

"Uh, can we sit in the car?"

Nigga no. I want to go home. Shit, I wish I could go to a time before I met yo annoying ass.

I unlocked the car and hopped in. It took him a minute but he joined me.

Luckily, I had turned the radio on so we wasn't sitting in silence. But this shit was getting annoying.

"So why the fuck you wanted to talk when you-

I was cut off by another pair of lips touching mine. His lips moved against mine but I just sat there.

He immediately got off me. "I, uh, you didn't like it." He mumbled.

Here he go acting all sad and shy and shit.

"I'll be straight, I don't know what the fuck just happened."

I didn't know what to say. I was confused. Another nigga just kissed me and I didn't hate it.

But I was scared. If I didn't hate it, did I like it? Was I gay now? Especially for this annoying ass nigga.

"Yo." He called.

"What's up?" I mumbled, still in my thoughts.

"Should I leave?"

I shrugged. "It's whatever you wanna do." I didn't really care. I was still trying to wrap my head around all this.

"So can I kiss you again?"

"Nigga, what I just say?" I raised my voice, cause here he go pissing me off again.

"Ight." He grinned.

He leaned over again and connected his lips with mine. Again, his mouth started moving over mine.

I guess I'll give this gay shit a try.

I kissed him back, making him moan a little.

I paused. I didn't know niggas could moan like that.

I pulled back. "I won't lie, I didn’t know niggas could moan."

He bursted out laughing. "Nigga what? You ain't never moaned from some fire head or som?"

"Nah. Not like the one you just did."
He looked shy after I said that.

"I mean I ain't hate it. I just, it kinda made me hard."

Now, I'm normally a put together nigga, but suddenly he the one who got me got me nervous.

I saw him look down at it for a quick minute, before quickly looking away.

"I'm not saying you gotta do nothing. I was just letting you know." My hands found themselves grabbing his face to look him in the eye.

He gulped. "Ight. To be honest with you, this all new to me too. I've never done any of this shit with another nigga."

"Forreal? What made you kiss me then?" I was shocked. It seemed like he was used to this shit.

He looked away again. "Nigga. I don't fucking know! Stop asking so many fucking questions." He raised his voice, but it was obvious he was just nervous.

I laughed at his ass. "Ight." I turned the key in the ignition. I figured we was done so I was getting ready to drop him off and go home.

That was until he gripped my wrist.

"Yo, you gotta stop touching me like that." I blurted out. He immediately let go.

He probably ain't mean it, but I be ready to knock his ass out.

"Word. My fault. I'm just not ready to go yet." This time he didn't look away. He looked me dead in the eye.

"Ight." I powered down the car, and he was basically already in my lap.

"Let's kiss some more."