Exiled... Again

Quran 2

When we left Columbus the first thing on my mind was hurry the fuck up, I wanted to push Tripp's out of the driver seat and drive myself because I think he was purposely driving slow to torture me. My hands were shaking like I really wanted to get to Semaj... as I stated I've been edging for a month every day I brought myself close to nutting just to stop but I couldn't I refused to go another day without nutting. When we got to Cincinnati my desire to get there turned into a feeling of anxiousness, I wanted to turn around because I felt like going down there something could go wrong; I mean what if in the few hours it's been since I talked to Semaj he found a new nigga and was deeply in love with him? I knew in my heart no nigga could ever replace me because I'm that nigga but still there were a lot of niggas on Semaj's dick and I don't know.... We got to Lexington and my heart was racing, like I needed to see Semaj right now, we pulled over to a rest stop and I went over to a little sitting area and called my dude because I just needed to hear his voice. Damn, why am I so nervous.... I've been down there a few times over the last few months and this time it just felt different... something felt stronger.....

"Sup? Where y'all at?" Semaj asked and he wasn't looking at the screen which annoyed me because I needed to see his face.

"We're just outside of Lexington... it would be nice if I could see your face." I said trying to control my anger... nah it wasn't anger, it was something else. "Is everything alright? You sound like you're about to kill somebody." I said and Semaj lifted up the phone.

"Quran... nigga I've taken three cold ass showers in the last few hours, my dick has been hard since I woke up this morning. I really wasn't even going to answer the phone because your voice.... it does something to me, seeing your face it's not enough for me, I have to see you face to face. I'm fuckin suffering Quran." Semaj said and I don't know why but hearing the pain in his voice....

"Semaj you don't think I'm suffering? I've been holding this nut in for a month in anticipation of seeing you... I'm not pulling out either. But it took a lot of willpower to call you because the sound of your voice just isn't the same over the phone... I'm not that far away you just gotta hold on for a few more hours and I promise that....." Before I could finish Ishaan grabbed my phone.

"I promise that I'll turn you into an oatmeal creme pie, I plan on fuckin you so hard that you won't be able to walk.... did you know that I moan your name in my sleep." Ishaan said and I was really about to beat his ass because he ruined a moment. "Aww damn, he hung up." Ishaan said tossing me my phone back and I was furious.

"You got a second in a half to explain why I shouldn't beat your ass?" I said standing up and walking towards him.

"Easy... you can't beat me Quran, you may have years of boxing experience but I'm a dirty fighter, you know that and I have a pretty simple and good reason for interrupting your phone call.... your dude needed to know what you had in store for him and you were beating around the bush, I just sped up the process." Ishaan said smiling.

"I don't even want to fight you... I just realized it would be a waste of energy, energy that I'm going to need for Semaj. Real shyt Ishaan please don't be on no bullshyt, I know you and Ish' like to block but I need this.... badly." I said damn near pleading.

"I wouldn't do that to you little cousin. I only did it that one time because y'all kept us up all night." Ishaan said shaking his head.

"Y'all ready to get back on the road?" Ismael said walking over to us and personally I didn't even want to stop but Tripp was trying to be funny so I had no choice. "I just got off the phone with Jacobi, he said we gotta stop by his parent's house as soon as we get to Georgia." Ishmael said and this was the bullshyt I hated, making unnecessary stops when there were more important things I could be doing.