Homecoming Pt. 1

Marcus 24

I was dead tired from work all I wanted to do was go home and enjoy this weekend, but I couldn't because we had our end of week meeting. I sat in my usual seat and waited for Tonya, she walked in on her phone and all the creepy old men were staring at her like she was a piece of meat, but Tonya wasn't fazed by any of them and I could tell by the way she was smiling from ear to ear that she was talking to Marsean. She sat next to me and I looked around everyone was here so why wasn't this damn meeting starting, then I got my answer as 6'6 of hand crafted dark chocolate walked into the room in the form of Julius Banks. This is exactly what I need was this dude in San Antonio. Julius looked at me and smiled and I rolled my eyes as they called the meeting to order.

"God that was so boring." I complained as me and Tonya walked to her car.

"Was it? I wasn't paying attention, and neither was Julius." Tonya said laughing. '

"Why is he here?" I asked hoping like hell he stayed away from me, I mean he was a good guy and we ended on good terms I didn't want him messing up my relationship with Khalil. Which reminded me I needed to call him.

"Marcus!" Julius yelled running up behind me. "Hey Tonya, Marcus I wanted to talk to you after the meeting but you ran outta there so damn fast I didn't get the chance. What are you up to tonight?" He asked with the same heart stopping smile that used to make me want to let him take it anyway he wanted, but now nothing.

"I'm going home taking a shower and going to bed." I said dryly.

"You want some company?" He asked with a sneaky grin.

"Actually no Mr. Banks, I'm good." I said and Tonya started laughing under her breath.

"Come on Marcus don't be like I really want to hang out tonight, maybe you could show me around the city." Julius said almost pleading.

"He said he's good." A voice said from behind me, I didn't even have to turn to know it was Khalil. Just the forceful yet calm way he spoke was enough to bring back any lost energy I had. I turned and looked at him and he pulled me into a tight hug, grabbing my ass, kissing my neck, claiming his territory. "Who's your friend Marcus?" Khalil asked smiling politely.

"Khalil this is my old boss Julius Banks, Mr. Banks this is my boyfriend Khalil." I said.

"Khalil.... Khalil Cunningham tight end for the Texans, Khalil Cunningham?" Julius asked shocked.

"The one and only is that a problem?" Khalil asked still smiling politely.

"No I just didn't know you.... I'm mean there have been rumors but, nice to meet you." Julius said star struck.

"Well I'm pretty sure I cleared up all rumors when I claim Marcus as my dude, it was nice meeting you. Tonya, Marcus has a ride home and he'll be with me all weekend so I'd appreciate it if you don't call or stop by we'll be pretty busy." Khalil said rubbing my ass letting me know he was horny.

"Whatever ya'll have fun. Mr. Banks enjoy your weekend, I know Marcus will." Tonya said as she walked to her car. Khalil didn't say anything else he just pulled me to his car and pulled off.

"So you couldn't call and give me a heads up that you were coming down here?" I said smiling.

"No..... I like to keep you on your toes. Just in case one of your ex-boyfriends try to get with and I have to put that nigga in his place." Khalil said as he weaved through traffic.

"Okay me and Julius were never in a relationship, we were friends with......" Before I could finish Khalil grabbed my hand and placed it on his rock hard dick.

"You know how easily I can get jealous and when I'm jealous I'm horny, so just keeping talking about your ex fuck buddy. Because when we get back to your place I'm going to have to show you what happens when my jealous side comes out." Khalil said smiling devilishly.

We pulled up to my condo and Khalil was such a rush to get inside that he almost left his keys in the ignition and cellphone in the car. Khalil smiled as he pulled the keys out and grabbed my phone tossing it in the car next to his.

"We won't be needing those for the next few hours." Khalil said as he pulled me into the house. Khalil must have been really horny because as soon as the door shut he ripped the buttons off my shirt, trying to get me naked.

"That was my favorite shirt." I moaned as Khalil attacked my neck with his tonuge.

"Fucked that shirt, I'll buy you a hundred shirts if that's what you want." Khalil said fumbling with his pants once his pants were down he rolled a condom on his dick, turned me around pushed me against the counter, and slide his dick against my ass.

"Khalil put in." I moaned with anticipation and Khalil did exactly that. Khalil wasted no time showing me he was pissed that Julius was talking to me, he fucked me with long and hard strokes, the only sounds were of Khalil's pelvis hitting my ass and me moaning. After finally cumming Khalil fell back against the stove.

"That was just a taste of what you'll be getting all weekend now let's go shower so I can take you to out dinner." Khalil said leading me to the bathroom.

As me and Khalil sat at a restaurant on the Riverwalk the sun setting behind us, everything was perfect. Khalil and I talked about everything he asked me how things have been going at my job, he told me about Devin getting kicked out of his parents house and moving in with him, and finally we got to the best part of the conversation.

"Khalil can't believe your actually going to fly eleven hours just to take me to Paris, I mean I know how much you hate flying and you really don't have just spending a week with you is enough." I said smiling at him.

"Marcus it's true I hate flying, but if I remember correctly you've always wanted to go to Paris. I also understand that us spending time together is enough for you but let me take care of you, let me show you the world." Khalil said gazing into my eyes.

"Alright Khalil I'll let you take care of me, starting tonight, all night." I said suggestively, and with that we raced back to my house to finish what we started earlier. We pulled up and I realized I needed to check my phone for messages. Khalil wanted to wait til tomorrow but like everyone in the world I couldn't go more than a few hours without at least checking my phone once. I grabbed my phone and noticed Khalil's blinking.

"Marcus hurry up." Khalil said from the doorway with his shirt already off. I grabbed both of the phones and handed him his.

"We'll both check our phones if it's nothing important then we'll put them in he car and won't touch them again for the rest of the weekend. Deal?" I asked.

"Aight deal." Khalil said as he threw his pants on the floor and walked pasted me in nothing but his boxer briefs, his dick was so hard his briefs looked painfully tight in them, god he was so sexy. I checked my phone and was surprised to see I didn't have any missed text, calls, or voicemails. I turned to Khalil and saw the look of anger on his face. "Devin listen to me carefully whatever you do don't not let her in my house. Call the police and I'll be there as soon as I can." Khalil said.

"What's going on Khalil?" I asked concerned.

"Devin I don't care..... do not let Roseline. Just do as I tell you call the police and wait for them I'll be there soon." Khalil said as he ran around putting his clothes back on.

"Khalil...." I started to say but he cut me off.

"Marcus just go start the car I'll be out in two seconds." He said tossing me his keys. I've never seen Khalil so mad but it was obvious that he was planning on leaving with or without me so I walked out and started the car, Khalil came running out his clothes barely on and jumped in the car. The only thing he said was "I'm about to kill this bitch........."