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Toneio was my lil bitch... he was on his knees suckin my dick while I rolled a blunt, was I planning on sharing with him? Fuck no! He was suckin my dick and was most likely going to swallow my nut, the fuck I look like passing a blunt back and forth with that nigga? Anyways I was growing tired of Brittany Hills; Carter was a bitch, Ronnie was a hoe on the low, Idris was a pussy, Masai used to clean my cell, Quantavius was a secret bottom, and Jace was literally the worst person I had ever met. Then there was House Two; Avery thought he was funny when the truth of the matter was that he was a bitch and I was going to end up smacking the fuck outta him, Najee was a 'pretty boy' so I knew he couldn't fight, Hosiah was gone which was sad because his throat was ICONIC, Wes was fake as fuck and he really better chill the fuck out before I start exposing his ass, Kofi claims to be a top but I was going to make him my bitch, give it two more weeks. Then we get to Fat Daddy.... the biggest bitch of all, he was in for a surprise when fuck his nigga, Romeraux could pretend all he wanted but I knew he wanted his dick, I could see it in his eyes.... fuckin him would be revenge on both Carter and Fat Daddy. I looked down at Toneio and pushed him off my dick, I was growing bored with this nigga, after a while I liked to switch up m hoes and I was actually surprised he lasted this long.

"O'Shea, I know you heard me calling you...." Spencer said walking into my room, he quickly turned away as I pulled my dick from Toneio's mouth. "Ayy it's your dad to clean up the kitchen and it's getting late so you should probably get it done within the next twenty minutes or so." Spencer said without looking at me.

"Ayy Ho go clean up the kitchen...." I said looking at Toneio, now I didn't have to deal with his ass either. Toneio got up and walked out of the room and I started looking for a towel when I noticed Spencer still standing in the doorway. "Can I help you with something else?" I asked letting my voice show my irritation.

"YOU'RE supposed to be the one cleaning the kitchen, not your guest.... we've talked about this and you just seem to do whatever you want. Look I hate putting you on restriction because I know what it's like being your age, but we got rules here and if you can't seem to follow them, then you don't get the freedom you want..." Spencer said though his words went in one ear and out the other.

"What does it matter who cleans the kitchen as long as it get's done right?" I asked smiling and Spencer took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

"Ayy Spencer, I'm about to go grab Romeraux something to eat, can I get the keys?" Fat Daddy asked even though his pussy ass was out of my line of sight. "Oh and I'm thinking about staying over his place tonight, so if you need me that's where I'll be."

"Why don't you take his car?" Spencer asked and Fat Daddy said something that I couldn't hear but it had to be funny because Spencer started laughing. "Aight man, just make sure you sign out before you head over there." Spencer said and I watched as Fat Daddy walked past my door without looking in my direction because he knows I'd beat his ass, he got lucky last time because he caught me off guard but in a fair one, I'd beat his ass.

"Look I'm about to take a shower, I'll clean up the kitchen... let me just take a shower first." I said smiling and Spencer's eyes narrowed suspiciously but I continued smiling innocently. Finally, after about two minutes he nodded and walked off, I was about to head into my bathroom but an idea suddenly struck.....

I walked into the bathroom which was filled with steam, I could see his outline through the glass and my dick was hard as fuck, he was sexy as fuck and I couldn't wait to see his pretty ass lips wrapped around my dick. His back was towards me which was good, I didn't want to ruin the surprise, slowly I walked towards the shower, and as quietly as possible I slid the door open. He was in his own little world, singing loudly to himself, I looked at his ass and that muthafucker was perfect. I wrapped my arms around his waist and kissed his neck....

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