I was still pissed that I had to go to weak ass Georgia, but even more than that I really wasn't feeling my aunt... Jacobi was aight I guess but his mom, she was a, in the words of the greatest character ever created by man Eric Cartman 'Monday she's a bitch, on Tuesday she's a bitch, on Wednesday to Saturday she's a bitch. Then on Sunday, just to be different, she's a super King Kamehameha bi-atch!'. I remember when we were homeless, broke, and hungry, my mom swallowed her pride and called her sister and begged her for help, crying for twenty dollars so I didn't go hungry and she still refused. Like I said I was all about loyalty and regardless of what happened between them..... whatever my aunt has been stuck up ever since she bagged a baller and became bougee. I got off the bus at my stop and started walking along, through the rough neighborhood but I was comfortable here and that was because everyone knew my best friend wasn't to be fucked with, though young she already commanded respect from everybody in her neighborhood. I walked up to her house and of course, she was sitting there with her boyfriend but as soon as she saw me she jumped up and ran into my arms even though we literally just seen each other, I stepped back and she smacked me across the face playfully.
"Who the fuck told you that you could go to fuckin Georgia? I know one thing Quran I better not here about you participating in none of those ATL Orgies because I will beat your ass. I really can't believe you're leaving me." Poochie said smiling and I shook my head.
"You know if it were up to me I'd be here with my favorite girl..... wassup Cayson?" I said looking at Poochie's boyfriend, he nodded once an walked inside and I smirked. I knew Cayson wasn't feeling me and Poochie's friendship but when you've been friends with someone since the sandbox and you've built the kinda relationship that me and Poochie have over the years no person on Earth could come between that. "You better come down there and visit, but leave that nigga here." I said pointing at the door that Cayson had just walked through.
"He's in his feelings again he doesn't understand why we're so close but like I told him, what's understood doesn't need to be explained. You're my brother Quran and nothing will change that.... except if I hear about you participating in orgies down in Atlanta." Poochie said smiling.
"Man I'm not even going to be in Atlanta, I'm going to Stone Mountain or somewhere close to there..... but what is your obsession with me and orgies?" I asked as we sat on the porch.
"Because you're a hoe Quran. How many dudes have you been with this year?" Poochie asked and I had to sit there and think about it for a second, okay it was over ten but I was in a relationship with each of them and I never cheated.... I just grew bored quickly and whenever I saw something I liked I had no shame in going after it. "Quran, I've seen you meet a dude and that same night you're fuckin them.... you're a smooth talker, how many of those dudes were straight before you got to them?"
"Why are you throwing my business out there sis? I thought we were better than that?" I asked shaking my head. "You don't hear me bringing up your past."
"That's because you know I'll beat your ass..... but when are you leaving?" Poochie asked and I shrugged.
"I left before my mom could give me the details but I'm going to try and come back early because you know I'm not built for the south. Them niggas talk to slow for me, it's probably going to be hot as hell, and the bugs down there are the size of puppies, so I'll probably be down there a week before I run my ass back up to Ohio." I said checking my phone. "Ayy I gotta go but you better come see me before I leave.... and tell your boyfriend to stop acting jealous." I said hugging Poochie.
"Do you want a ride?" Poochie asked normally I would accept it but I wasn't going home there was one more place I needed to go before heading home and I knew Poochie really didn't like the person I was going to see.
Everybody has a first and this dude Mekhi was mine, he was the nigga that turned me out.... when I think back on it he was the sole factor in my love for ass because that dude was the truth, the things he did to my dick.... I equate that feeling to dopefiends chasing the feeling that got from their first high, you could come close but it could never be duplicated. Mekhi was the only person I truly loved but it didn't work out though from time to time we always made it a point to see each other. His neighborhood was even worse than Poochie's but I felt at peace here, even with the fighting, the niggas selling drugs on the corner, the crackheads giving head in the alley, the gunshots coming from the next block.... I felt calm here. I walked into Mekhi's building taking the stairs two at a time and avoiding the ones that were known to cave in from time to time and knocked on his door.
"Dafuq you want lil nigga?" Mekhi's mom asked smirking at me an I shook my head and walked inside the small apartment, we had a love/hate relationship some days she loved me and some days I wasn't even allowed to stand on the stoop. I walked back to Mekhi's room and found him laying on his bed talking on his phone, I could tell by his tone he was talking to some nigga and I rolled my eyes. I laid in the bed next to him, took the phone out his hand, and hung up on whoever was on the phone.
"There you go again Quran..... you're acting like a jealous ex." Mekhi said looking at me and I shrugged.
"You knew this from the get-go.... we may not be together at the moment but just like when you get mad at me for talking to other niggas, I'm going to be salty at you for entertaining some other guy." I said looking down at his ass which was poking up in the air. "But I need to talk to you and it wouldn't be fair to tell you over the phone so here it goes..... I'm uhh... I'm going to Georgia for the summer." I said looking into his eyes and for about ten seconds he was completely silent.
"Quran I.... what do you want me to say? Do you expect me to beg you not to go? Look you know where my heart lies but I'm not going to keep doing this with you...... it's like there's always something; you don't wanna be in a relationship but you don't want me talking to anyone else and now you're leaving for Georgia to do who knows what." Mekhi said getting up and pacing around his room.
"You think for one second that if I had a choice in the matter I'd leave? Mekhi we've been doing this dance since the eighth grade and yeah I'm jealous but you are too... but I love you enough to come to you as a man and let you know what it is....." I said getting up and looking into his eyes.
"Why are you always playing with me Quran?" Mekhi asked.
"Because I'm stupid, I'm selfish, and I know deep down in my heart we were made to either make each other or break each other." I said looking into his eyes. "Right now isn't the time for that....." I said trying to kiss him but he turned his head.
"I swear loving you is like 'living in a powder keg and giving off sparks'." Mekhi said quoting his favorite song. "So what you want some goodbye sex?" Mekhi asked waving me off.
"Actually yeah..... and let's not kid ourselves Mekhi, from the second I walked through that door you've been wanting me to dick you down. I'm willing to bet anything that if I were to put my fingers in that ass you'd be soaking wet. Now tell me I'm lying?" I asked looking into his eyes and he started backing up. "I'm here because I love you and I wanna get it in one last time before I go.... so you got two options; let me eat your ass or you can come suck my dick." I said and Mekhi locked his door, turned on some music before walking over to me, and reaching down my shorts.
"You know I can't stand you right?" Mekhi same releasing my dick and dropping to his knees. Damn, I was really going to miss his extraordinary head game but more than that I was going to miss Mekhi.............................
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Fiksi RemajaQuran is a fast talker, who takes pride in his ability to charm the pants off of just about anyone he meets. Quran is a troublemaker how enjoys the fact that most of the police officers know him by name. Quran is what you would call a 'pretty boy' w...