Missionary was so fuckin slept on.... like when you hook his arms under yours, bodies trying to melt into each other, his lips right next to your ears and he's fuckin you slowly, making sure you feel everything..... My God in heaven. Passion.... fuck that shyt was, a lot of niggas could fuck good but they lacked passion; I had to teach this nigga that passion made the sex perfect. When me and De'Veon first started fuckin around he thought going slow was passion, but nah.... passion isn't a physical thing, it's gotta be spiritual.... like you gotta give that nigga a piece of yourself and he had to give you a piece of him. Each stroke was boiling with passion, from the way his tongue traced from my ear to my neck, from the way his asscheeks tightened each time he went deep, from the way he grabbed my face, looked into my eyes, and kissed me. I felt his soul fuckin mine.... I felt us becoming one as his strokes alternated between quickly, painful thrust to slow, torturous pleasure. De'Veon grabbed my hands from his ass and pinned them to the bed.... he looked into my eyes and I saw it.... there was a lone tear in his eye as he leaned down and kissed me. But of course, it wasn't meant to be as someone started knocking on the door quietly, De'Veon looked at me and I knew exactly what he wanted me to do; I got the lights while he went to open the door.
"Uncle De'Veon can I sleep in here?" DJ asked sadly. "Since you're leavin soon... I wanna spend some time with you." DJ said innocently.
"No, I'm kinda busy right now." De'Veon said closing the door in his face, I tossed him some basketball shorts just as we both heard the sounds of sniffling coming from the other side of the door, De'Veon let out an exasperated sigh and opened the door. "Why can't you sleep in your dad's room with him and Elijah?" De'Veon said letting DJ into the room.
"Because they're putting the baby to sleep and my daddy snores." DJ said jumping into the bed and getting comfortable right in the middle. "What were y'all doing?" DJ asked and even though it was dark I could feel his innocent gaze directly on me.
"We were talking.... just so you know, when you go to sleep I'm taking you into your bedroom punk." De'Veon said getting back into bed and turning on his bedside lamp. "What movie do you wanna watch?" He asked DJ as I moved to sit on the couch, De'Veon looked at me and he was at his peak sexiness when he was annoyed.
Anything is fine...." DJ said grabbing the covers and I knew that once he went to sleep there would be no way to move him because he was a heavy sleeper, meaning he seemed to gain two hundred pounds when he was asleep. De'Veon walked over to the couch and sat next to me.
"Just a few more days.... then we won't have to worry about people interrupting us." He said putting his hand on my leg, though I quickly pushed it away because I didn't want any temptation. "Man, I'm not going to do anything.... but I could tell you all the things I was going to do if there hadn't been a pass interference on the play." De'Veon said.
"Please don't I'm already struggling as it is and I don't think I will be able to control myself if you....." De'Veon grabbed my head and pulled it close to him, I could feel his cool breath tickling my ear and I really didn't know what he was planning.
"I was about go in.... the way your ass was feeling on my dick, that shyt was amazing. I was about to lean over, press my lips right up against your ear, and tell you just how much I fuckin loved you. I was going to tell you how wet your ass was, how tight it was, how creamy it was. I was going to put your legs up on my shoulders and fucked up so hard that nut shot from your dick like a cannon....." De'Veon said running his tongue across my earlobe.
"De'Veon please stop...." I said breathing heavily, we literally weren't doing shyt but I was about to kick DJ out myself or at the very least tell Doonie to get us a fuckin hotel room... sumthin.
"After you nutted, I was going to take the nut from your body, rub it all over my dick, and then keep fuckin you..... Since I'm a freaky ass nigga whatever I missed, I was going to lick off of you and then kiss you so that we could share. I was going to flip you on your stomach, cover your mouth and fuck you so hard that you'd be hoarse from all the screaming you were going to me doing. You'd probably beg for me to stop, but I wasn't planning on doing so.... once you realized that, you'd say the magic words.... 'Go head nigga'." De'Veon turning my face towards his and sticking tongue in my mouth.
