Surprise Michael..." I whispered as I kissed him on his lips trying to wake him up. This nigga had to be the heaviest sleeper in the world ! I mean daddy didn't just sleep, he straight up hibernate. "Ok..." I thought to myself as I moved on to plan B. I took off my shorts and sat on his face. In less than a minute he began to struggle, but I didn't let up I just jacked his dick.... until he gave up and started licking my hole, letting me know he was completely up. As I dismounted his face I placed his watch on his wrist.
"Damn Lil Babie, you really hooked a nigga up" he said smiling as he tapped on the diamond crust. "You really love a nigga dont you ?" He asked making me blush.
"I guess you can say it's something like that" I replied smiling at my man. It's been two months since he fucked up and now it's his birthday , I'm treating him like a king. "Theres breakfast down stairs, and a bath in case you want to eat in the tub"
"You gone feed me ?" He asked gripping my ass.
"Maybe..." I said biting my lip. "Go get in the tub, I'll be in a few with your tray and grapes" I said climbing off him.
As I walked up the stairs with his breakfast tray I couldn't help but feel blessed to be rebuilding our relationship after the hard fall we experienced. "Michael..." I called sexily as I entered the master bathroom.
"Damn bae, you treating a nigga right. I ain't never had nobody do me like this " he said putting his phone down. About fifteen minutes later after washing his back I transitioned to feeding him grapes. Everything was going good until his phone went off. "Baby see who that is for me, text them and say I dont wanna be disturbed, its probably one of my boys".
"Ok daddy" I replied opening his phone to a happy birthday picture slide show. It was from that Becky Bitch.... as the pictures of them played the grand finale came, a picture of an ultra sound.
"Who is it babe?" He questioned nonchalantly.
"Nobody important, just an old friend" I said fighting back tears. "I CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE" I thought to myself, as the pieces of my heart soundlessly fell from my eyes. As I prepared myself to leave, I decided to sing happy birthday to him. The more I sang, the more hurt I became. I had once again found myself back at square one... a broken heart. After a while, he looked up and saw my face and kissed him for the last time.
Later that day as he ate his lunch, I packed what few things I had in his closet and dresser and walked down the stairs to tell him goodbye.
"Its time for to switch out your wardrobe here already boo ?" He asked as I sat my two duffle bags at the door. I refused to argue or wait for another lie so I simply walked over and pulled up the slideshow on his phone. He just sat there with a blank face...
"Its over Michael, Becky with the good hair can have you" I said walking out, leaving him in the dining room.
Three weeks later, I found myself back at my old post in church. Those old folks were going in hard, shouting and praising God, one woman danced out of her slip and wig. I stood laughing hard as hell, semi heckling at them until I felt a familiar arm wrap around me.
"Jigga?..."
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The Sins of a Church Boy: Soul Ties
General FictionLyric has fought most of his life to keep his "special" family's image in the eyes of the church. Between hiding his family's secrets, and ignoring his past he has managed to maintain the appearance of being the perfect Preacher's Kid. However, afte...
