Brittany Hills Chronicles: Act 3

O'Shea 50

Tonieo was knocked on the floor, that's exactly where his ass belonged because ain't no way in hell he was laying up in my bed unless we were fuckin; usually, he slept on the couch but since me and Nayquinn were smoking Tonieo would be aight on the soft ass carpet. Me and Nayquinn chopped it up and bonded over both of our dad's being locked up, he also told me how he lost three older siblings and how it was just him and his little brother left... I really didn't care about any of that shyt, I was just trying to get him comfortable enough to suck my dick because he had some nice lips. Every few minutes or so, he'd pull out his phone and text 'Shooter' the way that nigga was acting you think Shooter had some magic ass or something because it Nayquinn seemed stuck between annoyance and lust... well I know who I was dicking down when we went to Seattle for Spring Break. But Nayquinn was coo... he didn't really dig too much into my personal life and wasn't overtly gay like that nigga Jace; while we smoked, I browsed through Xion's IG.... damn that nigga's ass looked good as fuck and I couldn't wait until I was nutting all over it.

"What's the story on you and 'My Shooter'? You've been texting him all damn day and you seem excited whenever he responds.... you don't even make that nigga wait, you respond within seconds." I said passing him the blunt.

"Ain't no story... we fuck and we chill, he knows I'm not trying to be in a relationship with him and he's coo with that. The reason I respond so quickly to his text is because we're having a pretty interesting conversation and it's got my interest." Nayquinn said.

"I don't care how interesting the conversation is.... real shyt I don't even text these niggas like that. The most they get from me is eggplant emojis and they already know what that means. But let me see that nigga Shooter." I said and Nayquinn pulled up a picture of him. "Damn, he's a pretty nigga..... and y'all are just fuckin?" I asked and Nayquinn nodded. "Coo... coo....." I said adding Shooter's name to my list.

"What's the deal with you and Masai, I can tell when niggas don't like each other and it seemed like he was about to knock your ass out." Nayquinn said passing me the blunt.

"Me, him, and that nigga Idris were locked up together.... Masai was my little bitch in jail, I had him cleaning my cell, giving me his snacks, and putting in work for me whenever a nigga got smart. When he got out he wanted to act all hard and shyt like he wasn't my little bitch." I said slightly exaggerating the story. "So you ain't interested in dudes?" I asked changing the subject.

"Nah... I mean I fuck with Amari because he's real as fuck and he's with the shyts, there was this one dude who topped me off from time to time but I had to end that shyt because he was getting too attached, and then there's that nigga....." Nayquinn said nodding to Tonieo. "He got some good ass but.... I don't know, I just like fuckin niggas more than I like fuckin hoes." Nayquinn said.

"So..... have you ever thought about letting a nigga top you?" I asked seeing just how far I could push him.

"Have you ever thought about swallowing your teeth because that's exactly what's going to happen if you ask me some bullshyt like that again." Nayquinn said and he better be lucky I wasn't trying to get blood on this carpet otherwise I'd knock his ass out. "We should probably get back though.... this nigga Will has been blowing my phone up and I know he has no problem coming to find me and I really don't feel like hearing his mouth." Nayquinn said standing up.

"Ayy wake yo ass up." I said kicking Tonieo and he stirred in his sleep. "Time to go." I said and he got up and started getting dressed. Once Tonieo was gone, I made sure everything was locked up and the security code was in, I didn't trust that hoe Tonieo and I knew if anyone were to break in my dad would kill me. I dropped Nayquinn off at the hotel they were staying at and shook my head, they were supposed to be staying in Carter's old house but no one wanted to stay in a house were two people died. I drove back to House Two and when I pulled up, Avery and Fat Daddy were sitting on the porch.