In Love With A Church Boy

Chapter 13

Raheem's POV

As soon as Mike left I groaned. I could feel my jeans become tighter. I bit my lower lips as I closed my eyes and threw my head back, while rubbing my growing crotch. Mike looked so hot that I wanted to rip his clothes off and fuck the hell out of him. Just thinking about it, increased my sexual urge.

It wasn't my fault. It had actually been a while since I had been intimate with someone. The last time was a day before Carl went to Chicago which is over a month ago.

"Raheem, are you okay?" I heard Lila's voice as I quickly turned to her.

"Yeah, I'm good." I said quickly. "I'm going to use the bathroom really quickly." I told her as I practically ran into the bathroom and shut the door quietly.

I looked down at my bulge and thought, it had actually been a while since I jerked off. Well, I couldn't help it.

After 10 minutes of doing the nasty with the thoughts of Mike against the wall naked in all his glory, I washed my hands and went to the parlour to see my mum seated on the couch and watching a movie. I just stared at her from the door. She was in a knitted pink sweater and a blue ripped skinny jeans. She looked not older than 25. That was the thing about my mum, even though she was 38 she looked way younger. She was really raking care of herself.

"What you standing there for?" She said making me snap out of my thought. "Who was that boy I saw earlier?"

Saw earlier?

I thought she was asleep.

"Someone that doesn't concern you." I said as I walked into the kitchen.

"You better tell me who the hell he is right now." She said angrily. "Is he one of the boys you're fucking?"

"MAMA!" I yelled making her flinch. "Well, so what if he's the boy I'm fucking? I took after you anyway. We both like fucking!"

"You bastard!" She said as she slapped me.

"Your slaps won't hurt me. I'm used to them." I said as I rolled my eyes and walked out.

I walked up to my room, ignoring all her calls. As soon as I entered my room. I slammed the door, making the house shake and making sure to lock it.

"IF YOU DAMAGE MY HOUSE BOY, I'LL MAKE SURE YOU PAY FOR IT!" My mum shouted as I rolled my eyes once again.

Okay. Seriously, I'm tired of fighting everyday. I need to get myself an apartment. Which means that I need to look for something to do asap before I go rob a bank.

I sat up and pulled out my phone from my pocket as I scrolled through the contacts. I dialled a familiar number there.

"Hey, boy." The voice said as I sighed.

"Hey, boss." I said.

"Raheem, you just went MIA."

"I'm sorry, man. A lot's been happening. But I'm back full-time." I said as I heard him sigh. "Please, I need anything. I'm just here doing nothing."

"Aiit aiit. Come to my place by 8pm, there's someone who needs some coke."

I smiled." Thanks, man. I knew I could count on you."

"Its okay, Raheem. You my boy."