﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ "forever we get it, im sick of these bitches, they flow in my head." ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ 𓆃
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MARKELL "POOTER" HENDERSON
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pooter squints his eyes at jah in confusion, "huh?" he furrows his eyebrows. "if you can 'huh' you can hear." jah would respond in a mocking tone. he motioned for pooter to make his way towards the bedroom. "what you finna do?" he hesitated before walking, fidgeting with his fingers whilst he looked back at jah, who didn't say anything in return.
"you finna see." he finally spoke, keeping his eyes focused on the other who slowly turned the corner. he allowed pooter to get settled before his phone rang, letting out a sigh he picks it up.
he eyed the unsaved number before sliding his finger across the screen to answer. "why you been avoiding me?" the girls voice immediately ruined jah's mood. before he let the girl finish talking, he mumbled a quick "i'm doin' something." before hanging up on her mid conversation. he put his phone on do not disturb then sat it down on pooter's counter.
he soon trailed behind pooter, entering the bedroom moments after. he stared at pooter who had his back turned against the door, texting someone on his phone. before he noticed jah was standing infront of him, his phone was snatched from his hand and tossed into the opposite direction.
"strip."
"huh?"
"what i say, markell?" he tilted his head at pooter, who slowly undressed himself. he took his shirt off first, revealing his tattooed chest. "this shit embarrassing." he mumbled, but jah only ignored him.
"take them pants off too, hurry up." jah leaned against the wall, allowing the scene to unfold in front of him. "im not gettin fully naked." pooter started to fuss, but jah took matters into his own hands. basically manhandling the smaller one and undressing him.
jah stopped at pooter's red ralph lauren briefs, staring at the visible bulge in them. pooter grew silent, avoiding eye contact as jah tugged at the waistband of his briefs. "you a virgin ain't you, pa?" jah let go of him, pulling his black t shirt off to reveal the white wifebeater underneath it.
"duh! ian ever fucked no nigga." jah sucked his teeth at the sudden outburst from pooter. "mmcht, you never fucked no bitch either from the looks of it." he bucked at the other, eyebrows furrowed as if he was irritated.
"yes i have." pooter was just embarrassed to admit he never really had any sexual experience with anyone, let alone a nigga. "you haven't, cmere." jah sat on the bed next to him, beckoning for the other to get in his lap.
