Brittany Hills: Seattle

Nayquinn 51

I couldn't explain it but Amari was my person... the person I could talk to openly about everything; fears, ambition, curiosities, regrets... dude didn't even try he just would say something and I'd open up to him. I would say that it was his head game but.... man I don't know dude just did something to me and it was causing an internal battle within myself that was stressing me the fuck out. Maybe that was his plan, keep me stressed so that I was confused so that he could take advantage of me... nah that's not the type of person he was because he said what he meant and meant what he said. But anyways we got back to the hotel and my dick was already jumping with anticipation when we got in the room he wasted no time pulling my dick out and going to work.... let me tell y'all something he taught me the difference between dudes who suck dick for your pleasure and dudes who suck dick for their pleasure and if I was a betting man I'd say that Amari got off on suckin dick, it was like crack to him and his skills were unmatched. Tragedy struck when just as I was getting close to nutting, like always he stopped and walked off, infuriating me to no end.

"What the fuck Amari?" I asked as I stood there with a hard dick, like it wasn't the normal type of hard either I could feel the nut building at the base of my dick, a few more seconds I would've been shooting nut down his throat but now I could feel the nut starting to fade which pissed me off even more. "You always do that shyt, right when I'm bout to nut you stop."

"Because nigga you gotta earn that nut and so far your bitch ass hasn't." Amari said laughing at my fury. "But you're on your way, so if you wanna finish yourself off there's some lotion in the bathroom." He said but I hated jacking off. Amari came back in the room and pushed me on the bed, I didn't say anything as he laid next to me; we lay there quietly and all I could think about was his mouth because that thing was lethal.

"How do you sign, suck my dick?" I asked looking at Amari who started laughing. "What's so funny? I'm being so damn serious, like what if we're around a bunch of people and I'm horny how can I say it without no one catching on?" I asked turning toward him.

"You are fuckin crazy, but suck is like you gotta put your fingers together with one hand and then like your pulling off with the other like this." Amari said showing me the motion. "You already know 'my' because I taught it to you already and dick is pretty much signing the letter D and tapping your handshape to your nose with your index finger, and that means dick." Amari said showing me how to do it. "But I'm telling you now if you ever do that in public I'm calling you out."

"Whatever dude, if I tell you to suck my dick in public you better fuckin do it, you should be fuckin honored that I'm even letting you see it let alone taste it." I said looking at him and I could tell by his eyes he was about to get all deep on me. "I gotta ask... like forreal, why don't you ever finish the job?" I asked.

"Do you have any regrets?" Amari asked ignoring my question and once he saw that I wasn't going to answer his question until he answered mine, he let a low sigh and faced me. "It's a control tactic, you know I'm the best you've ever had when it comes to suckin dick and I know your ass ain't going anywhere as long as I keep doing what I've been doing. I also know that the second you finally nut things between us will change whether good or bad I'm not ready for this battle of wills to end between us." He said and I respected his honesty. I think that's what drew me to him Sayon was shy and timid but Amari, this nigga owned his shyt his confidence was sexy to me.

"My brother Nathan.... like to this day I feel like I never got closure. I told you he committed suicide but the thing is... there was no body, no warnings.... maybe there were and I just didn't see them; he just drove to the coast left all his shyt on the dashboard and I'm guessing walked out into the ocean, I regret not being there for him. Nathan was a couple of year older than me so we were close and the last time I saw him he had that goofy-ass smile, he joked around with us, and then said he'd catch us later.....His death happened so soon after our sister Naya's that for a while I hated him for leaving like that, that nigga gave me hope and then snatched it away." I said remembering his smile but that shyt was starting to fade from my memory. "He was always smiling.... except for when it came time to take pictures then he wouldn't smile for shyt."

"Why did you really come on this trip? Even though we've just started getting to know each other I know this isn't something you'd be interested in, you told me college was stupid and once you graduated you'd never sit in another classroom until your future kids were in school so what's the deal?" Amari asked and I also liked how he called me out.

"Remember that dude I was telling you about Mr. Reagan, the racist fuck who looks like Mike Pence?" I asked and Amari nodded. "I've been doing some research and found out that his daughter goes here, not only that but she loves black dudes so I plan on fuckin her.... I might record it, he was talking so much racist shyt that I think the best revenge is to give his daughter some black dick." I said and Amari sat there looking at me. "Please don't try to talk me out of his because I have no problem locking you in the bathroom until I'm finished."

"Actually I was wondering if we could convince her to let both of us fuck, I love pissing off racist and no lie it's on my bucket list to fuck a white chick." Amari said smiling, see I need someone who encouraged my bad behavior, I leaned forward to kiss him when someone tried to get in the room. Thank God, we had the foresight to double locked the door otherwise we would've been caught.

"Watch y'all in here doing?" Shymal asked walking into the room. I pointed to the blunts that were already rolled and he smiled before attempting to pick one up. "Damn nigga you not sharing?" He asked getting salty.

"I see two blunts right there, one for me and one for Shooter, I'm pretty sure you got your own weed so you better get to rolling. Where's everyone else at?" I asked moving to the other bed and laying across it.

"I don't know them niggas were on some weird shyt so I left, but ayy there's a gas station not too far from here come with me to get a shell." Shymal said and I was about to tell him to go fuck himself but I figured since I sorta forced him to come with me on this trip I might as well. I looked at Amari who discreetly signed something and I almost laughed.

"How's Sayon doing?" I asked as we walked through the lobby and Shymal tensed up a little.

"I don't know nor care.... I'm more concerned about that nigga that he was fuckin Anton or whatever, supposedly he knows shyt about all of us and he said if we kept fuckin with him and Say then he was going to expose it all.... that was before Raynard and Onyx's bitch asses decided to pistol whipped him." Shymal said as a cold sweat formed on the back of my neck.

"I don't have shyt to hide so y'all niggas better make sure y'alls houses are clean because something about that dude tells me that if he says he's going to do something then more than likely he's going to do it." I said confidently even though on the inside my heart was racing. The walk to the store was silent, Shymal seemed extremely nervous about whatever it was that Anton had on him, a part of me wanted to just come clean because Anton couldn't use my secrets against me if they were already out.

"Where can I buy my tickets to this dragging?" Amari asked and didn't even realize that he was behind us. "What? I wanna be there mainly because I know it's going to be funny as fuck and y'all probably deserve whatever it is dude is going to expose y'all for, seriously jumping someone just because they're gay is weak as fuck." Amari said.

"I didn't touch them niggas, that was Onyx and Raynard." I said getting pissed at the thought of my secrets being exposed because of those two clowns. "I thought you were staying in the room?" I asked wanting to change the subject because Amari knew more about me than anyone which was kinda scary.

"I wanted to get some snacks for later." He said shrugging, we walked to the gas station and started grabbing shyt and throwing it into the basket, I was kinda worried about getting carded until I saw that the cashier's eyes were red as fuck and he had that I just smoked a fat blunt smell to him.

"I'm so fuckin ready for this party tomorrow night like you have no idea... I'm in desperate need of some big black cock...." A voice said from behind us, I turned around and I almost laughed because it was Mr. Reagan's daughter, our eyes connected and I winked in her direction which caused her to blush. We paid for our stuff and I made it a point to walk extremely slow, just as I thought the girl called out to us just as we hit the corner. "Hey I haven't seen you around campus before"." She said moving her hair behind her ear.

"Just visiting... y'all smoke?" I asked wanting to cut the bullshyt, she looked back at her friends and they nodded enthusiastically. "Aight well our hotel isn't too far from here if y'all wanna slide through." I said giving her a panty wetting smile. I had zero intention on fuckin her but hey if it happens, it happens and I could think of no better revenge than to fuck that racist bastards daughter and probably send him the video.......