Three words: mistakes were made... and I have no one to blame but myself for my current fucked up situation, creeping through the house with exactly nothing on trying to get to my car and not get caught. Last night I went out by myself, it's something I've been doing these last few weeks and let's just say I got really fucked up; I tried calling Niño he was off doing something with Luka, I tried calling Samson he was visiting his mom's family in Alabama, so there was a third option.... a dangerous option. But when you're horny and drunk you make dumb decisions like driving across town with a BAC (blood alcohol concentration) that was possibly three times the normal limits, stripping naked before you even reached the door and fuckin your ex. So now I was trying to get outside before Cash woke up and noticed I was gone and definitely before Khris noticed I was here unless he already knew because though I didn't remember too many of the details I do remember how loud he was as I fucked him. I was almost at the door, almost home free when I heard someone moving behind me..... I grabbed a pillow and quickly covered my dick, then turned and faced Khris who was staring at me half-sleep.
"Coach J? What are you doing here?" He asked rubbing his eyes and then he seemed to noticed my current state. "Oh.... I umm..... I'll see you at school." He said turning and running back to his bedroom. Welp, I was caught so there was no point in being quiet, I walked outside ass naked, thankful for the darkness of the morning and grabbed my clothes, got in my car and drove home knowing that I would have to explain to Khris that me and Cash weren't getting back together.
"Mistakes were made...." I said walking into my house where my cousin Jamarious was up fixing breakfast. "How was Halo?" I asked wondering if my son gave him any trouble.
"He was actually on his best behavior, I figured out that if you put on wrestling his little ass will sit completely still and watch it until he falls asleep. But I'm more interested in these 'mistakes' that were made." Jamarious asked smirking, we moved to the living room and I gave him a brief synopsis of what had happened between me and Cash and waited for him to say some off the wall shyt. "Nigga you're allowed three backslides with your ex, it's nothing to be embarrassed about."
"Yeah but the last time me and Cash saw each other wasn't pretty, and then I gotta think about Khris's feelings because I really got love for that kid and I don't wanna get his hopes up thinking that me and his bro were getting back together." I said grabbing some food and sitting down. "I'm going to be a fuckin mess at work today." I said shaking my head, I was operating on no sleep, still slightly drunk, and in a little bit of pain because of all the crazy positions, I put Cash in.
"Like I said you're allowed three backslides; the first one is strictly about sex. If I'm right then he should know what it is, now the second one you'll most likely have to break it down for him that it was a mistake. One the third one you gotta let him know he's back on your roster but he's like third-string and he's going to have to work his way back up to being a starter.... But fuck all that wassup with you, Niño and Samson?" Jamarious asked and I couldn't help but smile.
"Right now we're just chillin.... I like both of them but I'm not trying to be in a relationship right now, I'm loving my single life but Samson has been dropping hints that he wants to have another threesome and I'm not sure because the last one I had with them two freaks wore me the fuck out." I said remembering vividly how Niño sat on my face while Samson rode my dick, also the taste of Samson ass, and the way Niño's ass gripped my dick, and how I threw caution to the wind and tried to take both of their d..... "You hear that?" I asked Jamarious who shook his head, I got up and walked back to the kitchen where my son was sitting on the floor covered in flour.
"Hi Dad!" Halo said getting up and I swear I wanted to beat his ass but I wouldn't because I was just as bad when I was his age and I didn't want to trip over little shyt. I called off work and took Halo upstairs to take a bath and I swear getting flour off a kid was hard, but add water and it became ten times as difficult.
