Breakfast... the most important meal of the day, Lucci was laying across my dining room table with his legs spread open and my tongue in his ass. I should really hurry this up because I knew his ass had to go to school, I tried to convince him to go to the hospital and be with his dad but he claimed he needed a distraction, we had been pretty much holed up in here the last few days ever since he left Nazeer's house and I understood why, he wanted Natalie dead for what she did to his parents and if it were me I wouldn't have even gone to Nazeer, I just would've put a bullet in that bitch's head and called it a day. Lucci's legs shook on my shoulders as a third nut ripped through his body, splashing all over his face and chest... that shyt was so damn sexy to me, there was nothing better than a freaky ass dude who didn't mind getting a little nasty. I watched as Lucci licked his own nut from his lips as I pulled him to me and started kissing him, I could tell he wanted to stay and I had no problem with that but his stubborn ass was going to force himself to go to school.
"Do you wanna get some food before you go? I mean I can whip something up real quick, it's no problem." I said knowing if I could get him good and full his ass wouldn't want to leave.
"Nah we can just stop by McDonald's on the way, I'm really craving a....." Lucci started but I knew his order by heart.
"Two McGriddles, two sausage burritos, a hash brown, and a caramel macchiato." I said shaking my head, he was a small ass dude but he ate more than my whole squad, in fact, last time we went out to eat with them his food came up to more than the rest of ours combined. Lucci got up from the table and smiled at me, his ass was playing with my emotions at the moment and I didn't like it.
"Come on.... I gotta take a shower and get ready." He said smiling as he walked off. I tried to convince him to stay again while we were in the shower, maybe I was losing the power of tongue persuasion because once again Lucci was able to resist me. "Maybe I'll cut out early so we can finish this conversation...." Lucci said stroking my dick and all I could do was nod my head in sub.... submi..... agreement. We got to the McDonalds not too far from Lucci's school, while he was standing in line I stepped outside to make a few phone calls, the first person I called was my boy Henny.
"This better be important because I'm knee-deep in somebody's son right now." Henny said and I could hear the dude moaning.... or rather making a sound that reminded me a lot of a cat in blender.
"What's going on with that nigga Zelle? Is he still locked up?" I asked and Henny started laughing.
"I'll have to tell you in person.... dude got violated, again. But I'm kinda in the middle of something so we'll link up a little later." Henny said hanging up and I called Neji to see how that other thing was going. I knew he was looking into his ex-wife and I wanted to make sure that bitch stayed the fuck up outta my business but something about the look in her eyes that night at De'Vaugh's house told me I was wasting my time believing that she'd leave me alone. Since Neji wasn't picking up I figured he was busy and walked back into the restaurant where Lucci was having a conversation with someone I didn't want him talking to.
"Lucci!" I said forcefully and he turned to me and could tell that I was pissed, but look at it from my perspective; you see your new dude talking to one of your ex hoes, the same hoe who broke into your house and stole your shyt, anybody would be feeling some type of way. "I don't want you talking to that nigga..... how do you even know him anyway?" I asked as Fiorello stared at me with a devious smile on his face.
"I don't know him.... my question to you is how do you know him?" Lucci asked and I stood there staring because I wanted answers. "I kinda sorta met him when I was up at the hospital with my dad, I accidentally ran into him and he recognized me, he started asking me about my shoes and then you came back." Lucci said shrugging.

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