Action(MxM)

Cravings

Andrew's POV: Oh I'm gonna get him. How come he gets to sleep in while Debbie woke me up at 7 am for a private haircut at the barber salon and then a meeting by 9am. What am I, a robot?... My beautiful long hair was now a wolfcut. I traced my hands down my hair slowly as i reminisced the memories I had with my old hair.

" Grown ass man sleeping in..."I silently complained to myself as I pulled into his parking space and putting My Red Range Rover in Park before turning it completely off.

It had taken some convincing on my part to Tina for his address. I don't know why she was so skeptical about giving me his address.

She kept making excuses that he was with her yesterday and things got out of hand.

What the fuck does that even mean.

His house screamed riches that's for sure, Outfits didn't tho with his grey sweatpants and his loose white t-shirts barely showing due to the big ass black jackets he coated them with.

I rang his doorbell.. no answer, I rang again still no answer so I decided to just push the handle a little bit and the door swung open.

I walked in, my footsteps echoing with each step I took "DESMOND" I yelled.. no response.. I explored the house getting lost in all the abstract and complex art that surrounded the walls. some showing art of black culture and traditions.

4 black cushions surrounded a grey marble coffee table. His kitchen located directly opposite his living room, A long island table stood in the middle of the room while a fruit basket filled with different fruits lay in the middle of the island table accompanied by a bread basket and a picture frame of a little girl holding a fishing rod and a little boy beside her held a Salt water bass fish. Instinctively I smiled, The little boy's smile was contagious. The boy's smile was wide showing his gap tooth in the middle of his 2 front teeth.

Suddenly I heard cluttering of things and footsteps banging down the stairs. I deserted the frame back on the kitchen table and turned around to see the cause of the noise.

My eyes widened as I was met face first with someone's hard chest. I stepped back in shock... my dumbass forgot that one of the kitchen stools was behind me and before I knew it I was falling.

Truth be told, i infact did not hit the ground before a pair of strong and veiny hands caught my waist holding me there. My gaze went up to desmond's brown eyes, His pink lips were parted slightly. God knows how long i've wanted to ravish those same lips.

His caramel hands that were wrapped around my waist were the subject of many fantasies.

His eyes had changed and now had a hint of lust in them.

I now noticed that he only had a towel sloppily thrown around his waist, It felt like he was basically eye fucking me. I watched as his tongue slowly trailed against his bottom lip.

My eyes trailed down as I shamelessly admired his 6 pack abs.

My pants tightened and I could feel a bulge approaching. I had to do something before I would embarrass myself all the more. "*cough *cough*" his eyelashes flickered before he calmly dropped me on the kitchen stool. He let out a cough himself before standing erect and scratching the back of his head.

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I sat down on one of the black cushions in the living room as Desmond knelt down on the floor in the middle of my open legs with his head hanging to the ground.

"raise you're head" I ordered as he complied raising his now damp fluffy black hair along with him. He shot me his best puppy dog eyes, I glared at him as if mentally tasking him to try me.

"now why did you miss the meeting young man?" I watched as his adams apple bobbed as he gulped, he looked at me through lidded eyes before murmuring "I had too much juice" I arched my left eyebrow in confusion "what do you mean too much juice?" I questioned still refusing that this grown ass man refused to go to a meeting because of "too much juice". He murmured something else I couldn't here "speak up boy" I ordered, he brought both his hand to his crotch faster than the speed of light before muttering "alcohol'.
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"pfft HAHA"

I erupted into a fit of laughter letting out little wheezes as my laughter died down.

I shut my eyes tight due to the intensity of my laughter. Once I had opened them back, there he was smiling at me just the way the little boy in the photo frame was smiling at the camera. "You're him" I muttered dumbstruck, he raised an eyebrow as if confused "the little boy in the photo" he stared up at me for the longest time before an internal lightbulb clicked and his attention dawned towards the island table and then his smile returned "oh yeah that's me and Sharnell" he replied through soft smiles.