In The Mix With A Prostitute (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 13 Summertime Sadness

Ray Ray's P.O.V.

I woke up to the sun being blocked by cloudy skies, my kind of weather. I look over at the clock on the nightstand to see it's 9:05 a.m. I look around some more and see I'm not in my bed at the Prostitute House. I became a little worried and sat up to find because this is not my room, but Prodigy's room. Memories from last night came flooding back I couldn't help to smile and relax back in the bed. The first part of last night was terrific, but the last part was amazing. I smelt food coming from the kitchen so I knew Prodigy was cooking breakfast.

"Good morning, sunshine," I hear a familiar voice say. I opened my eyes and looked forward to see Prodigy standing there in his Calvin Klein boxers. 

"Good morning, Prodigy," I chuckle. "Hey, did you lay with me last night because this side of the bed looks neatly done?"

"No, I didn't. I thought you wanted your own space, so here you go," Prod said sadly. I couldn't stand that sad look on his face. I know it's because I still have James, but I bet he's fucking some other person right now.

"Prodigy, come here," I said waving my hand motioning him to come over.

"Wait, hold on. Let me get the food because I don't want it to burn and plus, I want you to have breakfast in bed, sexy," Prod says as he comes over to kiss me on the cheek and exits out the room, leaving me blushing. He comes back with two plates of eggs, bacon, toast with a bowl of fruit and orange juice.

"This looks good, but set that down for a minute and come lay with me." Prodigy looked hesitant at first but set the tray down anyway and got under the covers with me. We laid in the bed for a few seconds before I climbed on top of him and kissed him hard on the lips. His eyes were open at first, but they slowly closed as he was wrapping his arms around my waist.

We pulled away after about a few seconds and we rested our foreheads on each others. "So I'm guessing you did want me to lay with you last night?" Prod asked me.

"Well of course I did." I went back to kissing him, nothing more, nothing less. I felt his hands on the waistband of my boxers, sliding them down.

"How about a quickie?" Prod whispers in my ear.

Five minutes later...

"Damn Prodigy! Go faster, baby!" I yell out to him as he was thrusting in me. I had to take the offer up on that quickie. I wanted to feel him inside of me again.

He started thrusting into me faster, hitting my spot and making the headboard knock against the wall. "Man, you still so fucking tight! Just the way I like it," he grunted. We kept on going for a few more minutes until we both came. We fell out on the bed exhausted, but not enough to where we still ate breakfast.

After breakfast we were relaxing until I heard my cell phone ring. I decided to just ignore it because I wanted to lay up with Prodigy in peace.

"Aren't you going to get that?" He asked.

"It's probably nothing important." I waved off the phone and the ringing went away. The ringing started back up again and the both of us looked irritated.

"I suggest you get that if they're calling you twice within two seconds after the first time." I groaned and hopped over to the other side of the bed to retrieve my phone. I look at the caller ID and it was Roc.

"Roc, what do you want? I'm busy," I say nonchalantly and rolling my eyes.

"Ray, it's me Jaden!" He said frantically through the phone.

"Woah, calm down. One, what are you doing with Roc's phone and two, why are you talking like you're going to have a heart attack?"

"Ray, you have to get down here now! Roc's dead! Issa and I just found his body in Pimp Daddy's room!" Jaden explained and sounded like he broke down into tears. I laid there frozen. The phone fell out of my hands and tears started running down my face. I could still hear Jaden's voice over the phone, but I didn't care.