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Chapter Two "Blackmail"

  Orlando Woke Up From A Deep Conscious.. Everything Seemed to be blurry and In Slow motion. WHAT the HELL Happened. He Thought, As He Layed On His Back Fully Naked Looking Around His Surroundings Slowly... All Orlando Knew Was That He Was On A Firm Bed, Brown Tanish Smooth Sheets. All Of A Sudden He Felt A Wet Long Finger Enter Him Slowly Which Made Him Moan In Pain! Orlando Looked Down In Shock And It Was Tyrone.

"Open Them Legs My Nigga, I'm Tryna Get You Open." Gripping Orlando's Ass Cheeks Making Him Feel Pressure Inside His Outer Thigh! Orlando Had No Choice But To Listen To Tyrone. Orlando Open His Legs Curling His Finger Each Time Tyrone's Finger Pressed Against His Hole.

"Ouch "Said Orlando , "That Hurts Stop."

Tyshawn Giggled At Orlando's Pain "Nigga Do You Think I Give A Fuck If It Hurts, How You Gay And Can't Even Take A Finger? how You Gone Expect To Take My Dick?" Tyshawn Took his Finger Out Looking At Orlando.

"I'm Not Gay Tyshawn, I Dont Know Why You -"

"Nigga Don't Nobody Wanna Hear That Shit. You And That Faggot Nigga You Hang With AF School Are GAY! Who You Think You Foolin?"

Orlando's Phone Started To Ring It Was His Father. Tyshawn Stared At The Phone And Said "Who The Fuck Is Bill?" Nigga Been Calling You All Night." Orlando Looked Up In A Surprised Tone! "ALL NIGHT?!!!! Oh My God, Tyshawn Please Let Me Answer This That's My Father." Orlando's Eyes Looked Like An Innocent Puppy Dog . Tyshawn Really Didn't Care,

"Hell Nah, As A Matter Fact, Handm

Me That Shit Right Now Bruh" Tyshawn Snatched The Phone Out Orlandos Hand And Threw It Against To Wall To Watch It Break In Pieces.

Orlando Heaped In Fear. Tyshawn Feeling Crazy For Doing This To A Guy He Barely Knew!

"Nigga Do You Know What The Fuck Can Happen To Me? Niggas Know Me In This Shit. I Can't Be Letting Niggas Know I Hang Around Wit A Faggot Nigga!"

Orlando Automatically Was Pissed!

"A Faggot? You Did This To Me, You're Fucking Weird! I Didn't Flirt With You, You Brought Me To Your House And I Don't Know What The Fuck We Did. "

Tyshawn Eyes Cocked Like He Was Evil

"Who The Fuck You Talking To? Nigga I'll Fuck Yo Face Up Talkin To Me Crazy!"

Orlando Shot At Tyshawn With Cold Words "You Obviously Aren't Straight Sucking People's Dicks, Then Practically Raping Other Niggas. I Need To Go Home, I Don't Have A Problem Telling Your Secret."

Tyshawn Gripped Orlando By His Neck And Threw Him To The Ground Near The Wooden Dresser Cabinet.

"I Dare You To Say Something! Stop Acting Like You Don't Know Me Out Here Nigga! I Know Killers, Shit I AM A KILLER I'll Kill You , Yo Faggot Ass Friend For Telling You That, And Yo Bitch Ass Daddy For Calling So Much. what Kind Of Fuckin Name Is Bill Anyway?"

Orlando Looked Like A Slut, Fully Undressed On The Ground Looking Up In Fear Of One Of The Most dangerous People In His School.. Orlando Tried To Stand Up But His Bones Were Shaking So Hard They Practically Broke Out His Body.

"Yea Stay On The Ground Dumb Ass Nigga! Get Dressed And Get The Fuck Out My House Before I Kill You" Rush a an Threw Orlando's Stuff At Him Like He Was Some Whore He Had A One Night Stand With. Tyshawn Watched Orlando As He Got Dressed Getting Turned Even More.

Tyshawn Walked To The Door With Orlando And Let Him Out And Said "Aye, Remember What I Said! Say Something And Some Shit Gone Happen To People Around You. Droppin Like Flies."

"Yes Tyshawn" Orlando Looked Down The Entire Time Down The Steps And Walked Down The Street If Was Night Time And He didn't Know Where He Even Was .He Spotted A Cab And Got In Having A Few Extra Dollars From When His Father Paid Him For Doing The Lawn. "Where To?" The Taxi Man Said.

Orlando Looked Up At The Taxi Driver And Said Cautiously "15342 M- M- Milton-, Milton Avenue"

Orlando Leaned Back In His Seat And Cuddled Up In A Hurl, He Wanted To Know What Really Happened Between Him And Tyshawn. All He Remembered Was Tyrones Finger, But Orlando Was Fully naked. . . it May Sound Sick And Twisted But Orlando Liked The Authority That Tyshawn Gave To Him. He Treated Orlando Like A Toy, Who He Did What He Wanted To Do With It Because He Owned It. But How In The World Was Orlando Going To Explain This To His Father?...........