DOUBLE STANDARDS

Chapter 5

J man
"Ooh shit hell yea just like that girl." I was getting some of the best head I'd got since the fiend who needed a fix but her money was short. This bitch was sucking all the stress out of me. Only thing good about her was she wasn't a crack head, I'd been fucking with her for about 8 months now, well she would just come through get me right with some fire ass head and leave. Yea I will admit I was real life sweet on this bitch. She was a fine thang, drove a Benz, kept her nails and hair done and to top it all off the bitch was a lawyer so she would come in handy if I ever needed her. She did her thang and I did mine so there was never any reason for her to question me or vice verse. "Ooh shit Tiffany hol' up hol' up I'm bout to bust," and just like that I nutted all on her face like she liked it. She was just what I needed when I needed it, especially on days like today when Brit would go visit Cash. I hated that he'd got so much time, punk ass crackas was always ready to kill or lock up a black man. I loved the shit out of my brother but it killed me to see him caged like an animal and I couldn't set him free. "Damn daddy I love when you nut in my mouth like that." I'm not gon lie this bitch was different than the rest of the hoes I fucked with. She respected my mind on a different level, maybe it was because she loved the rush that fuckin with a bad boy gave her. I wanted more though she had been making me hold out for too long. I needed to release more stress than usual. "You bout to go baby girl," I said as she stood up wiping my semen off of her pretty pink lips. "Yea but you know I'm going to be back tomorrow," she told me as she walked into the bathroom. Dick rising as I watched her walk away. I let out a deep sigh as I got up to follow her. "Come on baby girl stay until tonight you off anyway," I begged as I leaned against the door frame. She looked up at me through the mirror like she couldn't resist my puppy dog eyes and said, "I told you Jas I have to go and pick my mom up from rehab." I walked up behind her kissing the back of her neck as she moaned, "Stop bae I gotta go." My dick was too hard though as I slid my hands up under that sexy ass black pencil skirt. I grabbed her soft ass cheeks and was ready to put a baby in her. She must have been too because she had never let me get this far. I used my legs to spread hers as I stroked inside of her tight asshole, she was squirming hysterically so I knew she wanted me in her. Ecstasy took over both of us as she moaned deeply and caused my dick to get the hardest it had ever got. I wanted her so badly. I opened my eyes to look at her through the mirror, dick losing all muscle and laying down against my leg as her hair blew slightly away from her forehead. Confusion rushing to my head, hurt punching me in the stomach as my hands still touched her soft skin. I never thought I would want to kill one of my brothers, but as I looked at that birthmark I knew this bitch wasn't walking out of here alive.

Cash
As I walked back towards my dorm I was speechless. Brit has just confided in me about an affair he was having with our brother. He'd told me he or she had transitioned and was now living his... her life as a woman. Brit told me that he... she was everything he wanted in a woman. He'd told me he even thought about leaving his family to be with her. I told him he was crazy on top of disgusting. I was so fucking mad at him during one point of the visit I couldn't see straight. A lot of shit didn't sit right with me like the fact that the entire time she knew he was her brother. Our birthmarks were always dead giveaways. He said he'd asked her why she'd never said anything and her excuse was, by then it was too late she had already fallen in love. Straight bull shit was all that was too me, too many pieces not enough room in this puzzle. Something was not right and I was going to do all I could to put my finger on it, I just hoped he would take my advice and hold out on telling Pooh about the bull shit before I did.

Brit
Maybe Cash was right maybe I was being dumb by even thinking I could let another woman take my wife's place. Not only was she another woman she was my brother. My drive back home I did a lot of thinking. Ever since the night Uncle Smooth died I'd suffered from deep depression. I had an ongoing secret hate for J man due to him killing Uncle Smooth. I later learned from my therapist I'd developed Stockholm syndrome. He'd abused me for only half a year but I didn't want that abuse to stop. I had grew accustomed to that beautiful pain. Making sure some nights I was cleaned up for him. The repetition of it all was exciting to me. Him sucking on me and making me suck on him, sometimes even letting me penetrate him. I used to think that J man only shot him because he was jealous. Him and Uncle Smooth had a close bond so I sometimes got angry at the thought of me not being his favorite little man. I was shaken out of my temporary daze at the ringing of my phone. Ugh J man was calling me I picked up not wanting to hear none of his hood rat lingo. "Brittany speaking," He was breathing heavily as he said, "Head to my spot I'm bout to kill this bitch made nigga Tonka. You won't believe this shit." I pressed down hard on the gas pedal I would kill J man if he took someone away from me again.