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I fuck better with socks on... I don't make the rules it's just a fact, I can't explain why, maybe it's because I get a better grip when I'm standing up and fuckin Keyshawn, maybe it's because I don't have to worry about my toes getting frostbite since Keyshawn loves the room below freezing. Whatever the case, I just put it down and now I was lying across his chest while he rubbed the back of my head.... moments like this just confirmed that I made the right decision leaving with Keyshawn. For the first time in my life, I've experienced genuine happiness and it was all because of Keyshawn, but for all that happiness I knew there was work to do... there were three people who need to be dealt with; Onyx, Raynard, and my dad which is how we ended up like this in the first place. We argued, damn near fought, and then I fucked Keyshawn so good that he agreed to every word I said, even the part about us getting a house here in Seattle.... but that could wait until later, right now I had to go check on my little bro before I went to see my dad for the first time in almost two years.

"Key, let me up I gotta take a shower and go...." I said kissing his chest and like always his gripped tightened ever so slightly before he let me up, it was like a natural reaction, like he was almost afraid to let me go. "I shouldn't be gone too long, I'm just about to go see Nayquinn, then going to see my dad.... after that, I'll be back." I said as he rolled over and covered his head with a pillow. "Come on Keyshawn, don't be like that...." I said smacking his ass.

"I just think it's fuckin stupid, you don't need to see that nigga.... you already know what he's going to say, watch his first question will be about that money we took. He needs to realize that he's not getting that shyt back and he's probably never getting out of jail so he doesn't need it anyways, Nay and Nick will be well taken care of so whatever else he has to say he can tell it to his cellmate." Keyshawn said and I could hear the hatred he had for my dad in his voice, not that I blamed him. I took a quick shower and when I got back Keyshawn was laying across the bed on his stomach and the way his ass was lookin.....

"What are you going to be doing while I'm gone." I said sitting on the bed and putting my shoes on while still staring at his ass.

"Probably stroke and play with my ass.... since the nigga I'm fuckin with is incapable of making me bust." Keyshawn said smirking. "Now I see what these hoes be going through with niggas who can't make them cum.... just fuckin pitiful." Keyshawn said as I stood.

"I didn't make you cum five times last night?" I asked smiling as he shook his head. "Aight bet.... you're going to regret that when I get back, but I can't be fuckin with you all day since we told Nayquinn and Shooter that we'd go out to eat with them later." I said smacking. "Ayy do me a favor bruh.... when you're about to nut, I want you to stop.... once you feel like you're good, I want you to start over... keep repeating the process until I get back.... I got a trick I wanna show you." I said kissing him as I got up. "Love you Keyshawn.

"I love you too Nate...." He said as he sat up and started playing with his ass.... yeah I was definitely going to have to make these trips short and sweet. When I pulled up to the group home I had to admit this muthafucker was nice as fuck, a little too big for me but I see the appeal it had to Nayquinn; he was always more flashy than I was... I preferred to stay lowkey. I sat outside waiting when Nayquinn busted out the front door and I could already tell what type of mood he was in by the way he was walking, a few seconds later another dude walked out with a smirk on his face and squared up with Nayquinn.

Everything in me was telling me to jump out of this car, pull my gun out and blow this nigga's head off but for some reason, I hesitated; I watched as Nayquinn swung on the dude three times but missed every single one which definitely wasn't like him. Then I blinked and the dude had Nayquinn in a headlock, finally Nayquinn tapped his arm, talked some shyt and walked off.... I was having serious deja vú to Nayquinn and our oldest brother Nolan, he used to always have to yoke Nayquinn's ass up.

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