This book is about college roommates reuniting many months after the truth about each other's indiscretions are revealed/get exposed to one another. They tried to rekindle a relationship under very unusual circumstances.
In this book the two main ch...
Sup, y'all, my name is Kareem Shepherd and I'm twenty-two years young. I been living in Freeport, North Carolina, since my senior year in college. I was born and raised in the small town of Flatsboro, NC. Man, I couldn't wait to get outta that racist ass hick town. It's like eighty miles south of Freeport. I'm 6 foot even and I'm about 170 pounds of sexual chocolate.
I'm a fully versatile bisexual freak, but I grew up confused about my sexual identity. I didn't have any stable male role models in my house growing up. My father (Malik) and my mother (Rochel) couldn't get along, so they broke up. But if she tells it, he left us. My father got married to a younger woman and had three kids with her, two boys and a girl. My mother got pregnant when I was sixteen, so I got a half-sister from her. My mother struggled until she got a stable job when I was ten. That's when she found a nice place to rent. I finally had my own room instead of sleeping on the couch. I'm not tryna say or claim that's why I'm bisexual or something; I'm just given you the facts.
Hmm, I knew I liked boys and girls from I was about six. I had a friend that I used to play with, and boys being boys, we compared one another. And you know how that goes, I don't need to get into details 'bout that.
So, my first gay sexual experience was with ... listen now ... was with my mother's ... boyfriend's ... nephew. So NOT my blood cousin, okay! Okay! I was a very curious and horny fifteen-year-old and he was a sexy sixteen-year-old boy. Jaquon and I had known each other since I was eight. I used to get my haircuts in his grandfather's barbershop. Jaquon was getting in trouble all the time; he got expelled for fighting once. My mother was dating his uncle Larry at the time (Larry's the father of my half-sister). When Jaquon came to live with us, he was sleeping in the living room until my mother caught him watching pay-per-view porn one night.
The next day, I had a roommate. I was forced to share a bed with him for like two months before my mother made Larry buy a bunk bed. But it was already too late to keep us from experimenting. Jaquon saw me looking at Tumblr, you know back when it used to be XXX-rated. Nothing but big black dick and juicy asses. That was his cue to test a horny boy lusting over his sexy "non-blood" relative body. Yo, I'm telling you, we fucked like every night for a year until he moved out temporarily. Having some good in-house dick is the best. My ass was spoiled after that.
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So, my family is full-a-drama, my parents never got married. So, the fact that my father moved on so quickly made my mother hate him. I was jealous of his kids cause they lived the good life, like on Black-ish. My mother's boyfriend was tryna be the father figure in my life – (insert eye roll here) – I was like, nigga I got a daddy. I don't need your broke ass. I gave poor Larry so much shit back then. I'm surprised he didn't beat my ass down sooner. Yeah, that nigga went all "Baby Boy" on me one time. But I deserved it. We got nothing but love for each other now.
