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"mane that movie was trash...all that clout for nothing" Cairo complained as we walked out the theater
I decided to stay home last night instead of going to the strip club with him, so I promised him I'd make it up to him by going to the movies today to see Slender Man.
"you're the one who chose the movie nigga. horror movies these days are all trash though. they're more like jump scares, nothing that'll really keep you up at night"
"I got some' that'll keep you up at night...some would say it's a scary sight" He said while raising his brows
I shot him a look but deep down that made my heart skip a beat
"nah that's a fact though. the last movie that really had me fucked up and couldn't sleep, shower, or do anything alone was mama. I think I was 13 when that shit came out, that's probably what made it scary to me" He said
"aww young Cairo was pussy?"
"hey I mean you are what you eat" He said flexing his muscles
I awkwardly chuckled then kept quiet.
"so have you ever had pussy before, or just dick?" He asked
"just dick. I've had a girlfriend before but it's never went further than kissing" I admitted
"how bout you, you ever tasted ass or had dick even?" I continued
He began to smile slyly which completely caught me off guard.
"all this talk about pussy and you've had a dip in the boy pool before?"
"well not really. I won't front, I always wondered what it was like. having a down low gay best friend who obviously had a crush on me kinda worked out in my favor. once I was high, not too high to not know what I was doing, but I decided to take advantage of that. He was over by my crib and when he went to the bathroom I decided to strike.
"so nigga was at the sink washing his hands and I went in, got behind him and began to grind my dick between his ass. when I say he's down low, he even tried to keep being gay a secret from me—his best friend. so he kept saying shit like 'nigga get off me, I can't even feel your shrimp dick', which I took as a sign to pull him closer and soon his breathing started to become hitched and he couldn't even say shit to tell me to stop
"that's the farthest that I've ever gone though. we never talked about it and to this day he still thinks I wasn't aware of what I was doing and it was the weed that made me do that shit" He said
"so I'm guessing your experience wasn't that good? I mean since you're still straight" I asked
"not that it wasn't good, my dick got hard and I had a fun time. but it's nothing that I can't get from bitches. and because of that it's not worth it to go through all the hate from family, friends and shit, not that I give a fuck though"
