Long Day (For Thugs)

Long Ass Day

Imagine yo ass is up in tha shower. It aint nuthin but been a long-ass dizzle of work, mostly cleaning. Yo ass haven't cleaned dat much up in so long. Normally you don't shower before bed yo, but you just needed ta wash off all tha sweat n' dirt thatz just been chillin on yo' skin all day. Before you gots up in tha shower, it was 12am. Yo Crazy-Ass pimp, Seth, should be back by now yo, but he be straight almost always late comin home. Yo ass promised yo ass dat as soon as you gots outta tha shower you'd call his muthafuckin ass.

You're bout ta wash yo' afro n' all of tha sudden you hear yo' bedroom door open. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Yo ass git a lil freaked out, n' shut off tha gin n juice ta listen.

"Honey, I be home!" Seth shouts up in one of his stupid-ass gayer soundin voices.

Yo ass chuckle, "Yo babe, muthafucka! Takin a shower, don't come in."

Yo ass turn tha gin n juice back on, forgettin dat it takes a cold-ass lil couple secondz ta heat back up, n' yo ass is forced tha fuck into tha corner waitin fo' tha hot water. Once it begins ta feel warma you start ta wash yo' afro again.

You're nearly done when you hear tha bathroom door creak open, as if Seth was tryin ta be discrete bout entering.

"Seth, what tha fuck did I rap , I be naked up in tha shower you dumbass." you yell, annoyed.

Yo ass hear tha toilet flush n' flin yo ass against tha shower wall, tryin not ta git burnt by tha scoldin hot water. "SETH WHAT THE FUCK?!"

"Oh sorry, I forgot, YOU'RE NAAAKEEEYYY IN DA SSHOWWERRR" he says, tha last part up in a high pitched voice tryin ta mock you, then starts giggling.

Yo ass can't help but smile. Yo ass didn't wanna laugh cuz you didn't want his ass ta know you thought it was funny. "Git tha hell up n' let mah crazy ass finish. I be bout ta be up up in one minute."

"So you cleaned todizzle, biatch? Everythang looks so ill downstairs."

Dude noticed. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Yo ass ludd it when he picks up on tiny details like dat n' like dis n' like dat y'all. "Yeah. I didn't have dat much ta do todizzle so I just- wait I be bout ta rap  up in a minute just git out."

"No." you hear what tha fuck soundz like a funky-ass belt buckle hittin tha floor, n' he opens tha shower curtains.

"SETH, muthafucka! WHAT THE-" you start ta say yo, but then you notice dat he be straight straight-up naked.

"Can I join yo slick ass, biatch? It aint nuthin but been a loooong day, I need a shower. Plus, showerin together saves our asses water." he slowly grins.

Yo ass can't resist dat dope smile. "Sure, why not." you giggle.

Dude gets up in n' standz under tha shower head, gin n juice pourin down his thugged-out dunkadelic body. Yo ass look his ass up n' down, noticin his chiseled features yo. Dude hit dat shizzle out, n' it was definitely payin off.

"Is you checkin mah crazy ass out?" he asks, breakin tha silence.

"Straight-Up." you answer rollin yo' eyes.

Dude laughs n' leans forward ta kiss yo thugged-out ass yo. Dude gets closer ta you n' wraps his thugged-out arms around yo' waist yo. Dude breaks tha kiss n' looks down at you, "Have I eva busted some lyrics ta you how tha fuck dope you look naked?"

Yo ass chuckle n' glizzle at his fuckin lil' delicious playa meat, "Yo ass as well, Mista Muthafuckin MacFarlane."

Dude smilez n' starts ta kiss you passionately yo. His handz travel down yo' back n' rest on yo' butt, n' he pulls you closer. Yo ass feel his fuckin lil' dick rub up yo' abdomen. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Yo ass can feel his ass smilin as you kiss yo. His tongue seperates yo' lips n' starts ta play wit yours. Yo Crazy-Ass hand slowly goes down his bare chest n' stops muthafuckin right before you reach his cock, n' you remove yo' lips from his so you can breath.

Dude quickly shoves his cold-ass tongue back up in yo' grill n' yo' hand continues all tha way down. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch yo. Dude tightens his stupid-ass grip around yo' butt as you take his big-ass dick up in yo' hand, slowly goin up n' down, fasta n' fasta n' faster... "Oooh, muthafucka! Oh mah god!" he groans. Yo ass feel his ass growin yo, but you suddenly pull away. "Yo, what tha fuck tha fuck?!" he says, close ta screamin yo, but you cook up a thugged-out devilish grin, "I haven't finished washin mah dirty ass."

Yo ass turn around n' git tha body wash. Yo ass had already washed yo ass yo, but you wanted Seth ta beg fo' dat shit. Yo ass open tha cap yo, but his hand slowly makes its way ta yo' exposed pussaaaaay yo. Dude quickly findz yo' clit n' starts ta rub. Yo ass on tha fuckin' down-lowly moan, he smiles.

Yo ass pull away from his ass n' start ta squirt some body wash up in yo' palm yo, but before you can, Seth holdz up his hand. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Yo ass squirt some up in his thugged-out lil' palm instead, n' he brangs both arms around yo thugged-out ass yo. Dude rubs his handz together ta git enough up in both, n' begins ta wash yo' tummy yo. His handz travel up ta yo' breasts n' he slows his crazy-ass motions, n' pulls you closer.

Dude starts ta kiss yo' neck, n' you shiver when he hits yo' sensitizzle spot yo. Dude chucklez against you n' starts ta bite. Yo ass lean back against his ass n' finally let his hand back on yo' crotch.

Dude findz yo' clit again, n' rubs. "Oh Seth..." you moan on tha fuckin' down-lowly.

Yo ass grab his other hand n' pull it ta yo' entrizzle. Yo ass tilt yo' head so yo' grill is on his wild lil' fuckin ear n' you whisper, "Finger mah dirty ass."

Dude smilez n' pushes two fingers inside you, then begins ta thrust up in n' out. Yo ass start ta moan louder, "Ooh Seth!" Yo ass can't believe how tha fuck straight-up dope dis feels. "Yo ass like that?" he asks yo, but yo ass is pretty shizzle he already knows tha answer "Yesss."

His motions is gettin fasta n' yo' hips start grindin on his hands. Yo ass can barely feel his ass slightly humpin yo' backside up in rhythm wit yo thugged-out ass yo. Dude was so hard.

His fingers git deeper n' deeper until he hits yo' g-spot. "Oh god, muthafucka! Thatz it!"

Dude keeps goin n' you start ta feel tha urge washin over yo thugged-out ass. "Oh fuck, I be gonna cum" you moan loudly. Yo ass grip his thugged-out arms, "OOOH SETH, muthafucka! SETH!"

"Yeah baby." he groans as yo' walls squeeze around his wild lil' fingers n' yo' juice drips down his hand.

You're leanin against him, tryin ta catch yo' breath, "Oh mah god!" Dude chucklez n' turns you around. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Yo ass leans up in fo' a kiss-

*RING RING* Sethz beeper goes off on tha floor up in his baggy-ass pants pocket.

"Ooooooooooh mah GOD." he shouts up in frustration. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch yo. Dude ignores dat shit.

It aint nuthin but still ringin afta a cold-ass lil couple seconds, "Maybe you should just answer, Seth."

Dude steps outta tha shower, supa pissed, takes tha phone outta his thugged-out lil' pocket, n' lyrics.

"FUCK!" he shouts "Okay I be bout ta be there..." n' he hangs up.

"Who was it, biatch? Whatz wrong?" you ask, curiously.

"I forgot, I have a early meetin tomorrow at 5am." he responds. "And itz 1:30am muthafuckin right now, nahmeean?"

"Maybe our crazy-ass asses should just go ta bed..." you say, almost sad.

Dude sighs. "Okay."