In which Sheyaa and Kentrell get in a argument about who will be taking dick tonight.
KENTRELL GAULDEN.
"Say all you have to do is this right hea." I told Sheyaa as I bent over the couch show him a demonstration of how he would be when I fucked him. I looked over at him as he stares at me with an blank expression causing me to huff and let out a big sigh. I stood straight up stomping my foot because I was getting annoyed.
"Kentrell sit the fuck down." He laughs tilting his head back to pour more skittles in his mouth. "You about to bend over and get this dick so let's get to it baby."
"No tha' fuck I'm not." I frowned my face up.
"You are."
"I'm not." I said crossing my arms across my chest fed up. He always thought just because he had more height then me I was suppose to automatically be the bottom when that wasn't the case at all.
"Ain' shit going up my ass, so you might as well stop trying to argue with me." Sheyaa shrugs taking a sip from his double styrofoam cup before placing it back down. "Like I said, come on and bend over."
"You kno' what." I said grabbing my phone while nodding as he eyed me chewing on his candy slowly. "I'll call somebody who will gladly let me clap they checks, on slime!"
I scrolled through my contact list about to click on their name before my phone was snatched out my hand and I was pushed back against the reclining chair with his elbow pressed into my neck causing me to choke.
"You gonna call who?" Sheyaa asks raising a eyebrow as I kicked my legs to try and get him off of me but he didn't move, and only held my legs down tightly. "Stop fuckin' playin' with me Kentrell."
"I" I coughed as he eased up. "Ain' nobody playin' withchu!"
"You must be want one of these niggas to be on the news tonight." He smacks me in my face lightly before letting go of my legs as I swung at him hitting him right in his bad knee.
"Ahh fuck!" He grunts as I push him away from me before getting off the reclining chair. I watched as he rubbed his knee while glaring at me. "See you need some fuckin' dick."
"I don't need shit!" I snapped pushing him down on the hardwood floor. "I should rape you right here, right now."
"I wish you fuckin' would." Sheyaa eyes me harder still rubbing his knee hissing. "All I know is I'm not takin' dick, the fuck is wrong with you?"
"Everything." I shrug. "I miss being a top, I don't want to take your dick all the time!"
"I'll buy you a pocket pussy." Sheyaa says getting off the ground standing over me a few inches as I scrunched up my face. "What you not finna do, is go fuck another nigga. I'll kill all of us."
"You not gonna kill yo homeboy." I mutter rolling my eyes waving him off. He was starting to get on my nerves.
"The fuck you just say?"
"Oh nothing." I shrug walking into the kitchen as he followed making me groan. "Stop fuckin' following me!"
"Nah you said some shit." He laughs. "Repeat yourself."
"I don't have to do anything you say." I tell him opening the refrigerator but it was slammed closed and I was pressed against the island with his body on mine. "Can you move?!"
"See this is exactly why you take dick now!" Sheyaa hisses showing his gold teeth as I looked off to the side sighing. "This attitude is fuckin' disgusting."
"Fuck you!" I spat pushing at his chest harshly. "You gettin' on my nerves, I swear!"
"I'm sick of this shit." He mutters laughing and backing away from me. "Go upstairs and strip."
"Tha' fuck?" I scoff walking around him to eat something because I was hungry as fuck, but couldn't eat since Sheyaa wanted to do the most right now.
"I'm not going to repeat myself, and if I do its only gonna get worse, the choice is yours."
"Fuck." I said looking at him while opening the refrigerator to grab my juice. "You."
"Bet."
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"See you got all that mouth for no reason!" Sheyaa yells slamming into me full force as I started squirming around on the bed letting out desperate breathy moans with my back arched up making my chest slightly touch his. "Don't start that runnin' shit!"
"It's!" I sobbed moaning before biting down on my bottom lip. "T-too much!"
"You had so much shit to say earlier, talk that shit na." He grunts as his rough hands where placed at my hips making rapid thrust into my asshole causing the bed to shake. I moaned in his ear feeling myself about to release since this would be my second time nutting tonight. I knew I wouldn't be able to walk tomorrow.
"Sheyaa p-please!" I stuttered when his dick brushed against my prostate with each deep stroke he made. My legs were starting to shake letting me know I was close to releasing for the second time tonight. "T-too deep!"
"Kentrell." Sheyaa leans down in my face still thrusting into me placing his lips over mine as we sloppily tongue kissed each-other making my chest tingle up with little butterflies. I loved when we kissed while fucking. "Shut tha' fuck up." He whispers against my lips slamming into me with each word making me gasp and push at his thighs to get him to stop but that only caused him to hold my hands in his larger ones. I watched with hooded eyes at the way his dick slipped in and out of me effortlessly causing me to shudder in pleasure.
My hands roamed his back and his neck while I felt pre-cum leak from out my tip and I soon released all over Sheyaa's chest and mine making him hiss once I felt his dick twitch inside me.
"Fuck." I moaned hissing feeling his sticky cum cover my walls. He stops stroking but grips my hips breathing heavily to try and catch his breath. We stared at each-other covered in my cum as he laughs.
"I told you, you would be bottoming."
"S-shut tha' f-fuck up." I shakily said waving him off as he slips out of him and I laid against the pillow exhausted. Maybe being a bottom every day of every other week wouldn't be too bad.
"I love you Kentrell."
"Yeah yeah." I throw my hand up staring at the ceiling with my chest still falling up and down rapidly. "I love ya' bitch ass too."
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[at first I didn't wanna give this ship a try or have Kentrell bottom but fuck it
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[4/2/19]
