Shooter 37

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Last night was..... let's just say I had a good ass time and if I wasn't so drawn to Nayquinn, then I probably would've woke up to this college dude that showed up to my party; why he was here and how he even knew about it is beyond me but he was sexy so I'll allow it. I walked downstairs and surveyed the damage, it wasn't too bad so it would probably take me at least two hours to clean up the whole house, unless....... I noticed my broski Ziggy passed out on the couch and I knew he was still feeling the effects of all the alcohol he drank last night, I never knew Ziggy to be a heavy drinker but I knew he was in his feelings about Calvin and Izaia. Personally, I never saw it for Calvin and Ziggy, I always saw them as friends and I've told Ziggy that but he had this idea about him and Calvin that wasn't realistic, but nobody ever listened to me. I walked around the house waking up the few dudes from the team who had slept over and started putting their asses to work because I didn't make this mess alone so I damn sure wasn't about to clean it up by myself. As I walked outside to take the trash out, I noticed someone passed out on the porch..... damn he was cute as fuck when he was sleeping, he looked so innocent and vulnerable but I knew as soon as he woke up.....

"Man wake your ass up." I said kicking his foot and he jumped up, looking confused as fuck and then our eyes connected and he looked like he wanted to fight but then sat back down and closed his eyes. "Nah get your ass up and come help me clean up." I said kicking his foot again.

"Kick my foot again and I'm going to beat your ass." Nayquinn said without opening his eyes. "Why do I gotta help anyways? It ain't my house so I could dip right now and you wouldn't do shyt but be mad about it.... AYYY BRUH!!!" Nayquinn said jumping up as I reached down and grabbed his dick which was visible through his jeans. Nayquinn looked around making sure no one saw and then pointed his finger in my face. "Don't do that shyt again."

"And if I do nigga, what are you going to do about it." I said grabbing his dick again and looking into his eyes. "Nothing.... just like I fuckin thought, now get your ass in the house and help me clean up so I can fuckin smoke." I said letting go of his dick and walking inside.

"Epic party Shooter.... y'all should've seen this girl I pulled last night." This ugly ass nigga name Earl said and everyone in the room looked at each other and we all started laughing because this nigga was a known liar. "What's so funny?" He asked cluelessly as all continued to laugh, I glanced over at Nayquinn who was almost smirking but when he saw me looking his face quickly turned into a scowl and he continued sweeping.

"What's the move for today? I'm not trying to go home and hear my mama bitch about whatever it is she feels like bitchin about today." My boy Marshall asked and everybody looked at me.

"Don't look my way, my only plan is to smoke and sleep. As far as I'm concerned, I did my community service for the month so I don't know what Y'ALL are doing but I'm chillin." I said and I could tell they weren't feeling my answer but frankly I didn't give a fuck, I threw that party and I didn't plan on spending my whole weekend with them I see enough of them at practice and I needed a break.

Once the house was clean, they all took off with the exception of Nayquinn who couldn't seem to get in touch with his boys but I didn't mind, in fact, I saw this as a golden opportunity to do some more digging and see just how far I could push him.

"I'm surprised you haven't ran up outta here.... considering what happened last time we were alone." I said looking at him and Nayquinn acted like he didn't hear me but he was fuckin horrible at hiding his emotions, since I was the type of nigga who like to get under people's skin I decided to fuck with him a little more so I sat right next to him and I could see he was getting annoyed. "So are you ready to admit you've been with a nigga before?" I asked and Nayquinn sucked his teeth.

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