Da Block
Chapter One: IntroDa block was the place where the all money makers and shakers hung around, it was where shit went down. On da block is where you would always find the three same faces no matter the time starting with Jamal, Shymir, and Cut. Jamal (24) was a smooth tall chocolate brown skinned dude standing 6’1 with a slender basketball physique, he rocked a low cut with deep spinning waves and a full bread, and had tats covering his whole upper body. Shymir (24) however, was the opposite he was a clean cut tall light skinned dude standing 6’3 rocking locs with a football body frame, when he smiled chicks fell in love since he had deep dimples in both cheeks. Last but not least was Cut (26), who wasn’t as tall as the other two standing 6ft even, he was a rough looking dude in a very sexy way rocking shoulder length locs and had that prison stocky body frame with a Caramel complexion, adding to his sexy list was his hardcore Jamaican/New York accent its hard to understand what that nigga is saying but damn it sounds good.
Those niggas practically lived on da block, slanging that rock and of course that dick too. All three of them lived in the same hood B-more to be exact; Jamal and Shymir were first cousins while Cut was their nigga. Cut brought Shymir and Jamal into the game when they were thirteen at the time Cut was fifteen. Aside from his slanging dope ways Shymir had another life outside of that. He and his lil bro Marquise (22) were best friends who only wanted to make it out the hood and take care of their families.
Marquise knew Cut and Jamal as well but he and Shymir friendship went way back I’m talking back to their grandparent’s childhood. Their grandparents and parents were so close it was almost like they were blood. Quisy is what the world known him as only one person ever called him Marquise and that was his moms. Quisy was the opposite of the other three, trappin’ wasn’t a part of his get outta the hood mission. He was a kind hearted cool laid back college student whose brain was his biggest weapon; he was very intelligent for someone from the hood. Make no mistake though he wasn’t anything to be trifle with either; his hands had plenty discussions with many faces reconstructing them as he called it. Quisy was the finest of them all he was dark chocolate with hazel eyes. He was mixed with black and Cuban and had short fine curly hair he stood at 5’9 with a body frame bigger than Jamal’s but smaller than Shymir he was the real deal not to mention his bright smile.
Beep! Beep!
Shymir I think I hear Jamal honking the horn for you. Quisy said.
Oh iight yell to him and tell him I’ll be down in a minute. Shymir replied.
Aye pussy nigga he said stop blowing your fucking horn like we at yo mama’s crack house. Quisy said jokingly.
Na nigga you got it backwards you meant Mama Joe’s house. Jamal replied smiling.
Yea iight nigga. Quisy said sticking up his middle finger smirking.
Aye Quisy if I’m not back before 1’oclock call Asia and tell her to go straight home I’ll be there instead. Shymir said as he walked out the door.
Buzz! Buzz!
Quisy phone was vibrating.
As he looked at the screen he noticed it said unknown but he answered anyway.Yo. He said.
Soooo…..a couple seconds passed before the other person spoke.
You just going to be done with us like that, is that how we doing it now? Asked Rich Quisy’s ex.
Ha! You called me for this again, what is it going to take for you to get that I’m done? Quisy asked looking annoyed.
What you…. Quisy cut him off.
Na we not about to go over this shit again look you fucked up so you deal with that shit I’m good on that. Quisy said as he hung up.Buzz! Buzz!
His phone was vibrating again this time he pleasantly answered.
This nigga was good. Quisy said smiling.
Yo where Shymir he ain’t picking up? Cut said.
Um he just left with Jamal I thought they were going to meet up with you in the cut. Quisy said.
Na them fags off fucking each other somewhere you know how they do. Cut said laughing.
Aye don’t come for my bro like that or I’ll….Cut interrupted.
You’ll what take an ass whipping by daddy. Cut said with laughter.
Nigga please I don’t even know my daddy so how is that going to happen, but if you feel like you man enough to do it hop then nigga. Quisy said laughing.
Iight kid I’ll holla. Cut said.
Bet. Quisy said smiling as well.Background:
Quisy is openly gay and has been since he was 19 he’s now 23 and Shymir, Jamal, and Cut all know it. Jamal and Shymir are straight and have no issues with Quisy choice, Cut on the other hand is straight as well, but lately he’s been flirting with Quisy on the low.
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Da Block (MxM)
Teen FictionA story of love, brotherhood, betrayal, and lost. BoyxBoy