Part 1

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Chapter 1: Brothers.

"Cartina! Up and Center. Today is the day!" The fat bear-like guard said while banging his nightstick against the cell doors. A sleepy O.J had much energy than he had ever had before. It was 6 AM and he didnt give two fucks. He wasnt willingly to spend another wakening moment in this place, he had already given this place 5 good years of his life. Suppose to had been ten, but good behavior got him off.

He hopped off the top bunk and slapped his bunkmate face and stated, "Rifle, im out."

"Save me a slice of Chicago Pizza when I get out." Rifle said in a low tone as the cell doors opened and the Guard handcuffed O.J. He walked him down to check-out. The lady slowly typed at her computer as she spoke to O.J.

"Your things you was processed in with are on its way down from holding. Your bus ticket to Chicago is right here and your money earned for working the yard...all of 22 dollars." She told him as he was uncuffed. He signed a few forms. Grabbed his belongings and stated, "Im outta this bitch, sweet face." He damn near tripped over his own two feet. The courts have had his life in shambles for the last 8 years. 3 in a jail prolonging this prison bid. Then 5. He just wanted to get to whats familiar. His son. His family. Most of all his brother.

He arrived at the Bus station a few minutes later and paid off the 21 dollar cab fare. He got to the station and he had 30 minutes to spare. A 2 day bus ride awaits him from Texas to Chicago. He sat down in his tight shirt and flooding jeans. He had grew alot of muscles inside there. He went into his plastic bag and slapped on his Gold Rolexx watch. He grabbed his iPhone and didnt even bother to try it . He looked over and seen a phone booth. He rushed over and slid the dollar in the machine. He picked up the phone and it stated, "you have 5 minutes left on this call." He quickly dialed Olly number.

"Teddy, to the car now! Im going to be late to the hospital and you are going to be late for school." Olly snapped at him as Teddy quickly slid his head thru his shirt. Olly phone started ringing from the room and he snapped, "FUCK!—Teddy meet me at the car." He rushed back into his room. This phone call was a saving grace, because he had forgot his damn ID badge for Central Gaffeney Hospital. He was a third year resident and nearly finished. He grabbed his phone and seen the Area code.

"Im so sick of these scamming ass calls—."

"I told you to go and get your number change, Im ready." Teddy added from behind him. Olly pressed the red phone and threw it into his work bag.

"Ready?" He asked.

O.J got the voicemail.

"Dickhead, its me. Ill be touching down in 49 hours. Have the biggest meal of my life prepared. And dont tell Teddy...I want to surprise him—." He stopped talking as he felt eyes burning into his soul. He looked left and seen a girl with a jean skirt and a halter top...she was brown skin and had long jet black hair. His dick yearned and he hung up the phone. He walked over towards her and slid right beside her.

"If I didnt know any better...Ill say you was checking a nigga out." He said to her before smirking. She took off the shades and her eyes was cocked as fuck. It even made him jump a tadbit, how can her body be so perfect and then that.

"I mean...I was." She said all cute-like but O.J had to wonder was was he the only one she was staring at.

"Fuck it." He mumbled as he grabbed her hand and rushed her into the Unisexual bathroom. He locked the door and she dropped to her knees. He unbuttoned the belt and his 10 inch thick light skin dick popped out. She went to sucking away. He bit his lip and exhaled, "Fuckk." This felt like losing his virginity all over again. Prison sucks and he dont know how REAL straight men do it. He seen the toughest men getting their backs wore out in Prison Showers. Its tough and he almost fell under a few spells, but a lady guard a few months back use to give him handjobs and kept him a bay...but this is soo much better he pondered.

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