Exiled

Semaj 5

I was too damn nice.... I should've whooped Jacobi's ass the second I saw him in that restaurant but I was taught never to walk into a battle that you couldn't win and I wasn't sure what would happen if I were to swing on Jacobi, so I waited until he was alone to approach him and of course he bitched up. The last eighteen months of my life had been hell, six months for the case and twelve months locked up.... had it not been for that suicide letter that lady wrote before she jumped in front of my car I would've been facing years for a crime I didn't commit all because I trusted Jacobi and Victor with my car. I took the charge because it wasn't in my blood to turn on my friends, it was another one of my flaws, but whatever I was out now and I wasn't going to hold on to grudges but I was definitely going to make them niggas sweat. Me and Quran walked into my bedroom and while Quran looked around I walked into my bathroom and took a quick shower, I could look into Quran's eyes and tell he was different and I was interested... maybe it had something to with me just getting out and craving some dick and ass but I was going to test this nigga's heart to see what he was made of.

"Did'ju roll up?" I asked walking back into my bedroom and walking into my closet to get dressed, again I was showing how trusting I was; I had literally just met this nigga... he could've robbed me blind.

"Nigga why is your bed so damn big?" Quran asked looking at my ultra bed.... if you don't know what an ultra bed is Google it because ever since I got this bed my life had changed for the better.

"I move in my sleep and like three years ago I fell out my old bed and cut my chin..... I told my pops I needed a bigger bed and I came home to this. I swear I used to dream about this when I was locked up." I said getting dressed in front of him, hell I've already seen what he was working with and he had already seen everything I had so there was no point in being shy.

"You must be a wild sleeper bruh.... but I'm telling you this now if this weed is trash I'm going to let you know. I swear nothing is worse than a nigga inviting you over to smoke and then the weed is garbage." Quran said leaning against my bed, I didn't respond because he'd find out soon enough. "What's going on with you and Jacobi? Y'all didn't date did y'all?" Quran asked.

"What fuck no...... Jacobi at one point was my best friend, him and Naz but it's never been more than friendship. No offense but your cousin is a hoe, if I wanted to be petty I could expose the fuck out of Jacobi I know for a fact he's still cheating on Jerell but I'm not going to bring that shyt up but.... I could." I said watching as Quran got out of my bed and started walking around the room, he looked at all the pictures of me and various celebrities.

"So what do your parents do? This house is nice as fuck......" Quran asked as I watched his print swinging in his shorts.

"My mom is an entertainment lawyer.... athletes, rappers, actors, models, directors...... that's why I know so many famous people but my dad was a former athlete now he owns a chain of restaurants all over the world."

"That's wassup so are you sparking up or what?" Quran said moving back over to the bed. We started talking and making small talk, even though he didn't say much I learned a lot; Quran seemed a little cocky but humble about his background. He loved his mom just by the way he talked about her and he missed his dad, he didn't have to say anything I could just hear it in his voice. "If you just got outta jail..... why are you smoking? Shouldn't you be on probation or something? Damn your ceiling is high as fuck." Quran asked looking up at my ceiling.

"A couple reasons..... I just so happen to know that my P.O. is fucking the judge, even though they're both married with wives and kids so if he tries to make me piss test I got that little bit of information. Secondly I got anger management problems..... in fact every male on my mom's side has anger problems they jokingly refer to it as the Cunningham Curse or something though I really wouldn't know because she doesn't really fuck with that sided of our family.... apparently they're crazy or something though there are some good ones that I'm supposed to be meeting here soon. And finally, I'm Semaj Bryant I can do what I want."

"So you fuck niggas? Or get fucked by niggas?" Quran asked looking at me.

"I've dabbled in everything women, men, transwomen, transmen..... my way of thinking is you never know what you like until you've sampled everything I finally settled on men because.... I don't know what it is about dudes that just...... I don't know, what about you?" I asked looking at him and he shrugged.

"I was never attracted to women, I tried even when I was younger I would always prefer looking at dudes..... it didn't matter to me, my dad knew so he sat me down and we talked about it and......... I just like dudes." Quran said steering the conversation away from his dad.

"What's the craziest thing you've ever done with a dude?" I asked and Quran started laughing.

"Damn bruh you nosy as fuck...... I do normal stuff; fuck them, eat their asses, if I really like them I'll suck their dicks but that's extremely rare. I gotta borderline love you in order for me to suck ya dick." Quran said smirking.

"Have you ever let a nigga eat your ass?" I asked and he smirked, oh so this nigga wanted to play coy. "Have you ever let a nigga jack you off while fingering you?" I asked and I swear he started blushing. "I'm telling you this now... you've been with some boring ass niggas in your past, I bet you've never heard of the Verse Vacation have you?" I asked and he shook his head. "Exactly y'all northern niggas is boring, but it's coo I'm willing to bet by the end of your visit me and you will be flip-fuckin all over this bed." I said winking.

"Damn Lil'Nigga you cocky ass fuck..... I'll give it a month before you're hooked on this dick. I'm telling you I'm so good you'll be too dick drunk to even think about my ass." Quran said licking his lips.

"Give me a week and I promise I'll have you in here riding my dick like a power bottom." I countered.

"Quran? A power bottom? Nah that don't even sound right kid..... but Semaj, Quran's little boo.... now that has a nice ring to it." Quran said licking his lips again. I sat there looking at him and he started laughing. "Man don't mind me I'm high as fuck...... and tired, your bed is too damn comfortable, I need something a little more firm and that quarry wore me out. But I should probably head back to Jacobi's house before this nigga starts trippin....." Quran said getting up and his dick was stretching his shorts. I walked Quran to the front door and he seemed a little less confident than he was in my bedroom.

"You aight to walk back? I mean I can drop you off if you want." I said looking into his red eyes.

"Nah I need to clear my head..... and Jacobi only lives a couple blocks away. But we should link up...... oh before I go....." Quran said grabbing the back of my head and pulling me close and kissing me. "Aight make sure you call me later....." Quran said walking off.

"SEMAJ..... SEMAJ..... SEMAJ!!!!!" My mom said shaking me. "Boy, what the fuck is wrong with you?" She said opening my eyes, feeling on my forehead, checking my tongue."Semaj you've been standing here for like five minutes looking stuck." She said and I blinked a few times.... damn five minutes? "Do you need to go to the hospital? James..... JAMES!!!" My mom said calling my dad who walked into the foyer.

"Sonja.... leave that boy alone....." My dad said grabbing my mom's ass. "Baby, can you come upstairs and help me with my tie?" My dad asked and I knew that was code for take your ass upstairs and strip.... eww. My mom looked at me one more time before taking her ass upstairs, as soon as she was gone my dad punched me hard as fuck in my chest.

"Ahhh the fuck dad?" I asked looking at him as I fought for air.

"I was trying to knock some sense into you." My dad said shrugging. "That little nigga knocked you off your square and I need you to get your head in the game Semaj..... I told you if you wanna mess with dudes it's your business and I want you to be smart. Niggas are smooth talkers so don't let him charm the draws off you. Just some food for thought..... now stay the fuck away from our bedroom until tomorrow morning." My dad said running up the stairs. That nigga Quran did knock me off my square but I was about to get my payback and show him that he may have won round one but this game was far from over.............................