Love From A Thug (BxB)

Chapter 5: dying call

Devin

It had been weeks since I was left here with arin and I had yet heard or gotten a call from my mom. I tried calling her multiple times but maybe she's just caught up in a lot of work as long as she's safe that's all that matters.

  Arin I made breakfast just in case you wanted some. "Thanks but no thanks ya mom already told me bout that deathly shit I'm super good on that shit" bro fuck outta here my shit not even bad so whatever my mom's told ya slick head ass shove that shit up the far end my nigga. I chuckled as I gathered arins plate together, this had been the most we had talked since we had got into it but right now it was just about breakfast and that's it. Damn this nigga was looking so fine across the table no shirt just them grey sweats and the way he ate down on that bacon he could eat on something else his lips was just everything. I wanted to fuck him right here right now we could clear everything off this table and he can fuck me right on it I wouldn't stop him, I knew I was angry at him but this shit was calling me I couldn't take my eyes off this nigga it was crazy. "Yoo my nigga wassup with you and this stare you keep giving me" I bit down on my fork and choked a lil bit I didn't notice that he had caught me staring. I— I- I was just thinking about something sorry "May I ask you a  question" and that is? "What you over there thinking about" um nothing really just something simple "like the fact that i should be fucking you across this kitchen table" he had just completely read my mind and i wanted it I understand every word coming out of his mouth and them words repeatedly went round and round in my head I was ready for this nigga once again to fuck me. I had seen Arin rise from the side of the table he had been sitting at, he walked over and picked me up out of my seat and knocked all the food off the table and laid me on top. Yoo this was bout to be the best breakfast I was bout to have in a lifetime hands down, I could see that big ass dick of his growing larger in his pants each second and this was what I wanted. We started kissing and he gripped up on my ass and smacked it "ahh damn" the words ran from my lips with pleasure. Arin had stuck his two fingers in my mouth and shoved them in me and this time it felt sooo damn good "damn this shit wet" he finger fucked me for 5 mins and something I had never done before. I was ready for pulling down his sweats and boxer briefs I spit on the tip and got to work on dick before getting on top and riding that shit across the kitchen table, fuck me harder nigga go in get deep in this shit Arin was beating my shit up llike eggs in the morning with his big pipe sliding in and out of me I wanted more and more of him but it was time for me to snatch this nigga soul. I inserted him into my mouth and sucked this nigga like a vacuum cleaner, Arin was beginning to flex up and I could see his eyes start to roll back to of his head and his mouth had opened with amazement and his toes were starting to curl up(I was shocked)."I'm bout to bust bab-Devin" I had heard Arin switch up what he had said but I didn't want to think anything of it because maybe it just was how it felt and this boy was completely emotionless but I removed my head from his dick and he came. so much nut was coming from him I didn't know I could do something like that to another nigga but this was something different. "So when the next time we doing this?" Doing this? Bro this ain't even like dat period. If we fucking like this that because I said so, earlier I was just horny my nigga.

Arin

This shit really was killing me because I just want to know what's really wrong with this nigga. Bro why you gotta be so mean? "Arin fuck you mean I'm being mean" bro we fucked all's I asked you was a simple question but...you know what never mind we don't even gotta speak on that shit. I got a job interview in a few, imma go get ready I guess I see you when I get home.

I feel like this nigga don't want me here like everything i do is wrong to him. I just wish he understood the shit I knew maybe he wouldn't be like dat (why tf am I really softening up for a nigga who don't even want me) guess I gotta do me from now until he get his shit together.

Devin

I highkey feel for this nigga but I wish he just open up to me about everything and stop acting like he gotta be so closed away. It's plenty of shit I wanna tell this nigga he don't even understand. The sex is great but I can't give all of me to him if he just gone act like I'm a brick wall to him. One day, one of these days ima hey this nigga to confess all his bullshit to me, why he did me like that, why he left, why he stopped fucking with me. If he could just keep it real with me maybe we could get past all this bullshit. I just want this nigga to know!!!

IT WAS A DYING CALL FOR THIS NIGGA

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Will Arin finally confess to Devin or will Devin just sit there and wait?

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