Rapper's Delight (I Always Got Your Back)

Chapter 5: The Interview

Today is Friday and I got a big interview with one of the hottest new radio stations in the land: The Krystal Myers Show. It has been running well for a few years and Krystal has given me plenty of feedback about my music. Also, she was the first radio to play my music, so I had to do an interview with her. I got up from bed and brushed my teeth. Cash came from the bathroom and washed his hands. He looked at me from my reflection in the mirror and smiled. I couldn't help, but smile back. This nigga gives off the vibe that even in this crazy world that there is some peace somewhere. And it's right here with him.

"You ready for your interview?" Cash asked drying off his hands.
"Yea I think I am." I said rinsing my mouth out.

Cash wrapped his arms from behind me and kissed my neck. These last couple of days have been great. Still in shock that just on Tuesday we both confessed that we feeling each other like this. I don't know how much I can take playing this no sex game. A nigga got needs and my dick instantly gets hard when I'm alone with him.

Last night, we got a little freaky. Cash was kissing all on my neck and rubbing on me. After a few tugs from each other, we started to play with each other's dicks. Cash got a nice looking dick. It's brown and got this small mole on it that looks like a heart. I thought it was a tattoo at first, but he explained that it wasn't. You ever held two and half toilet paper rolls together? That's how big and thick his dick is. I was surprised when he put on my leg. It was so heavy like mine. One thing he taught me last night was about frotting. I didn't know dry humping has a different name. Shit, I asked him was I frotting with the chicks from school. He said that it's different with a dude and he was right about that. When I got on top of him and he started to rub our dicks together, I felt like I was gonna bust all over him. Foreplay can be way more fun if you not ready to fuck yet. I knew it was feeling good to him when he turned over on his stomach exposing that fat ass of his. I mean I've had some big booties before, but nothing like his. He had a thick jiggly booty and when I smacked it, that mufuka waved back. I rubbed my dick in between his cheeks and before I knew it, I bust all on his cakes. I decided to return the favor by letting him do the same to me. It was weird at first, but it got better when he nibbled on my ear and took control. He bust all on my cheeks and we showered the nut off of us.

"I believe you gonna do great at the interview. I will be there in the back if you need anything." Cash said giving me a hug.
"Preciate it, babe." I said without realizing I just called Cash that.
"Babe? Oh we got pet names now, nigga?" Cash asked laughing squeezing me tighter.
"What? That just slipped out. Chill out. I got to go get dressed." I said playing it off.
"Uh huh. Ok, I will be in the car. Be ready in ten minutes." Cash said kissing my neck again and walking out the room.

I just called this nigga 'babe'! What the fuck is going on? Am I moving too fast? I don't know how this shit works. I'm so used to the girl saying it to me that I thought it would only be right to say it to him. Me and my mouth is gonna get me in trouble. Let me go get dressed so I can make this interview.

We pulled up to the radio station and I met up with Krystal and her team in the back. She was so welcoming like I always known her to be. She had the full spread back there too. Fruit, biscuits, bacon, bagels, sausage, cheese. It was everything I wanted and I got two of each thing. My entourage cleared that table in five minutes. In this day and time, my team is small and I only take four niggas with me whenever I go somewhere public every now and then. It's Preston (my money man), Frank (my manager), Griffey (my hype man), and Domino (my assistant). They've been with me since I've first officially moved out here. Believe me, they have been vetted and background checks have been made. I stay on these muthafukas like my parents stayed on me. No games are to played with my life or this life. I trust them enough to go out with me and can remain cool if anything happens. Any funny shit and Cash will handle it.