Rapper's Delight (I Always Got Your Back)

Book 2: Chapter 3 - Everybody Needs a Little Therapy

I opened the door and Frank came in. He had his phone in his hand. He gave it to Justin.

"Hello? Griffey?" Justin asked nervously.
"Justice? Is that you man?" A groggy voice asked.
"Yeah! What's going on bro?!" Justin shouted excited.
"I'm doing alright. Glad to be alive." Griffey said.

We were all happy that he was alive. The second best feeling of the night. Griffey spoke to Justin for a little and then asked for me. He wanted me to take him off of speaker and talk privately.

"Yo, wassup, Griff?" I asked.
"I bet you've been scratching your head about why I jumped in front of you. Am I right?" He asked.
"Yea man. I have." I said.
"I did it because I realized that Justin wouldn't survive this world without you in it. He would spiral into a dark hole and never come out. He loves you and needs you." He said.
"Damn, Griff." I said
"You probably don't see it yet, but he's hurting on the inside. As long as I've known him, he's never experienced that before. Protect him and make sure he stays focus. Be there for him. Ok?" He said.
"Yeah, I got you." I said.
"Alright put me back on speaker." He said. "Aye! Since I can't be there, I want y'all to turn up and have a good time for me! I love y'all! I'll call y'all back on Sunday!" He said and hung up.

With those words, we got dressed and headed to Bourbon Street. Met some of Justin's fans and drunk like fish. After a long night, we all went to sleep. For the next couple of days, it was rehearsal and shopping. Friday and Saturday was showtime! Justin put on another great performance. Though, something keeps bothering me. Him and SymphonE keeps getting close and she almost kissed him on the lips. I don't want to come off jealous because it's for the performance. But, I can feel it in my chest.

We left Monday to head to St. Louis. On Tuesday, I got up and met up with Apollo at a workout center. He got set for a few hours. It was a good workout for my shoulder. He's really good at his job. Shit, we started to talk more too.

"Damn, I'm tired as fuck!" I shouted as I sat down on the bounce ball.
"I bet. You put in a lot of work today. Got something on your mind?" Apollo asked.
"Nothing I can't handle on my own." I said trying to keep him out of my head.
"Ok. Don't want you straining yourself over nothing." He laughed.

He handed me a water bottle and I drunk the whole thing.

"Yo, Cash, you mind if I ask you something?" Apollo asked.
"Depends on the question, but go ahead." I said.
"What's your motivation for getting up every morning?" He asked taking a sip of water.
"Damn we asking these questions. Ok, I will say it's my daughter, Dakari and Justice." I said.
"May I ask why?"
"Well, my daughter is my world and I want her to have everything. Justin and I go way back. I got a lot of love for him. He's the reason I took this job." I said trying not to give too much information.
"Sounds nice. Can't wait to have kids of my own."
"Well, just make sure you find the right woman to have them with." I laughed.
"Ha! You right about that." He laughed back. "If that's the plan."

It got silent for a minute and he said,

"Can I tell you a secret and hope that you'll keep it between us?"
"Uh, yeah. You got my word."
"Ok. I'm not into women. I hope that doesn't change anything."
"Not at all. You good man."
"Whew. Thanks." He said wiping his forehead.
"I didn't suspect you to be gay when we first met." I said.
"Well, not all gay dudes look or act alike." He joked.
"Yeah, you're absolutely right. My bad."

Apollo went on to tell me a story about his upbringing. He was a preacher's kid and it was a struggle trying to fight the attraction he had for other niggas. I can relate. His parents were strict on following the book to the letter. His mom found out when he stayed home from high school one day. She found a condom in his trash can. The guy he had sex with left a few minutes after she came home.

She put him out and his dad didn't fight to keep him home. He resented his family and didn't speak to them for a decade. He graduated college and got his master's without them. Then, he made a name for himself in the industry. Though, he kept his private life separate from the world. Again, I can relate to keeping a private life.

"Damn, I'm sorry you had to go through that." I said touching his thigh.
"It's all good man. I managed to get my father to talk to me again, but my knot her is still hell bent on not speaking to me." He said.
"All that you went through almost sounds like you need therapy." I joked.
"Shit, I think everyone needs a little therapy in their life. It will make them realize that life is not so bad when you release it." He said.
"I believe you. That's why it's so easy to talk to Justin. He is my release. That's why we get along so well." I said smiling.
"I'm glad he does that for you. Protect that. It's more valuable than you know." He said as he got up. "Alright our session is over. Let's go grab something to eat."
"I'm with that if yo ass is paying!" I laughed as we walked out the door.

Apollo and I spent the whole day with each other. It felt good talking to someone else about stuff. Not saying that Justin isn't my go to, but Apollo is a breathe of fresh air. He just opened up to me about being gay and how things are. Maybe if we continue to build our friendship, I can tell him my story. Never hurts to have someone to talk to. As he said, "Everybody needs a little therapy..."

I went back to my room and Justin wasn't in there. It's all good. I bet he's out having a good time. I took off my close and turned on the shower. I got in being careful not to get my wound wet. I rinsed off and lathered my body in soap. My fingers slid in between my ass and I felt this sudden urge to get fucked. I put my finger inside of my hole and my eyes rolled to the back of my head.

I pushed back on my finger thinking about Justin's dick in me. It's so thick and long. I was rubbing all on my prostate and it felt good. I was oozing all my thigh. I reached for my dick with my left hand. I slowly stroked myself. I was breathing hard and trying to catch my breath. For a second I put my hand on the shower wall.

I rubbed and squeezed on my nipples and that sent me into overdrive. I fingered my hole and stroked my dick until I came all over the shower door. As I was coming down from my ecstasy, I moaned to myself,

"Damn, Apollo."

Oh shit! I put my hand over my mouth. What the fuck did I just say? Why did it feel so good though?