Sure Thing
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Chapter 15
Everybody was still turned up! They just got to the presents. Deonte opened Lloyd's first. Lloyd has been going through it with his break up with Miguel, but finally has something (and someone) who could put a smile back on his face. Matt Kemp is his name. The hot Baseball Playing Billionaire has now swept Lloyd off his feet and gave him the luxury Lloyd felt he deserves.
They met at the park one day. Lloyd decided to take a walk and enjoy the winter weather. He sat down on a bench near the playground, and watched the kids playing. Singing to himself meanwhile. It caught the attention of Matt, who just let his daughter go play with the other kids. Matt was stunned at the quiet, yet sexy vocals of Lloyd was only just singing a Jackson 5 song.
Matt: Lloyd right?
Lloyd: (turns his head back to the familiar voice) Matt?
Lloyd got right up and gave Matt a big hug, hadn't seen him in years.
Matt: How you've been? (smiling)
Lloyd: Been good. Touring. How you been?
Matt: Real good myself, letting my daughter get some fresh air. I see you cut the braids.
Lloyd: (smiles) Yeah yeah..
Matt: We should get together sometime. Me and you?
Lloyd: (smiles) That'd be fine. You free Friday?
Matt: Nah. I'm busy. How `bout Saturday night?
Lloyd: Can't. Gotta perform.
Matt: How about brunch that evening?
Lloyd: Fine with me. Take my number down.
That first date went into a second date, then another, then Matt coming to hear him sing live, front and center or in VIP or backstage by the months, to Matt sleeping over, or sleeping over at each others Hotel. Matt even introduced Lloyd to his ex-wife and his mother on Christmas day. Lloyd was really taken a shinning with Matts family. His daughter, however, didn't like him. Though Lloyd didn't do anything, he believed, to her to make her dislike him. Matt tries to get her to give him a chance. She obeyed her father's orders and now she likes him a lot more.
Now here they are, at Deonte's Bachelor Party. Deonte opened the gift. Lloyd covered Matt's eyes as Deonte reviled a new type of mechanical dildo. Matt put Lloyd's hands down, knowing he was playing, but surprised himself at the gift. Everyone laughed.
Lloyd: (laughs)For one those moments when you are or need to be "by your yourself" It's not just any sex toy either! Since it's curved, the head rotates in your ass, and that rabbit on the top not only suppose to tickle your crotch area, but the sensation is supposed to be so strong, it tingles your G-Spot. (Everyone side eyes him, hoots, and giggles)
Matt: You got one don't you?
Lloyd looks at him, embarrassed, then laughs.
Matt: We gotta try it one day.
Everybody looked at Matt who looked at Lloyd and everyone burst out laughing again! All making comments, rolling with the fun, and acting a fool while he opened up the next gifts. Trey whispered in Lloyds ear.
Trey: Glad to see you happy again bro.
Both held each other for a moment, and then broke it off when Trey decided to get him a drink. Being there was fun, but he missed being around Tyga. The past few days since Christmas has been so nice, so quiet, and intimate between the two. They didn't give each other any items for Christmas. Just each others presents. He knows that distance though can also help rekindle a hurt relationship., but for some reason, he had this weird sensation in his ass since they made up to fuck again. He found himself at times his hole leaking a little when he sees a hot guy who flirts with him, and when his ass is against something, like the corner of a counter top, he finds himself grinding the corner between his cheeks or playing with his ass. He tried his best to hold his composure all night cause damn does Deonte got some fine guy friends. He needed a drink to help keep himself together. Nicki came up to him to say goodbye.
Trey: Where you headed?
Nicki: To Drakes party now. I had my fun, but you know, like the Bride, my true loyalty is with Drake, and my Husband is there. So yeah. I'm outie.
Trey and Nicki hugged, but then thought: it's about to be 2014 and he not with his man?
Trey: Hold up! I'm rollin with you Nick! Gotta bring the new year in with my boo!
Wiz: I'm rolling with yall! We outtie!
All shared their congrats and goodbyes with Deonte before heading over to Drake's party.
At Drakes party, niggas was turned up! Guys and Female strippers were present; niggas was chill, laid back. Drinking, dancing, and smoking. Some of the strippers got solo performances so they've been present all night. Drake was a little wasted as he danced with some of them. A liquor bottle in one hand, his hands on another strippers ass on the next. Mad homies rolled through. From Nas, to Cole, Jay-Z, Jeezy, Weezy, Tyga, Scarf Breezy, and even Usher showed up to party. People grinding on each other, laughing, having a good time.
Yeezy's jealous ass though, however, was still at the hotel with Eminem. Eminem waiting on Yeezy so they could roll there together, but Yeezy still "showering."
Eminem: Fuck is taking so long?
Eminem busted his way in the shower to Yeezy behind the glass shower window stroking off.
Yeezy: Shit! (covers himself)
Eminem: (laughs) Dude hurry up!
Yeezy: Yo get the fuck out man!
Eminem decided to pull a trick. Yeezy was looking away, ass towards Eminem so Eminem closed the door. Yeezy, under the impression that Eminem left, started beating his shit again. Eminem took off his jacket, his shirt, sat down quietly and unties his shoes. Then he stood up, unbuckled his belt silently, and let his pants drop to the floor. His dick was hard as fuck, so erect. He took off his boxers and opened the shower door. Yeezy's pants filled the whole bathroom area like the sounds of the running water. Eminem put Yeezy in a quick sleeper hold.
Yeezy: THE FUCK!?
Eminem held the withering Kanye as he grind his hard white cock with Kanye's hard, wet black ass, ready to started a fire. Eminem blew in his ear, easing the fellow rapper down a bit.
Eminem: Shhhhh... (kisses on his neck) Imma make you feel a whole lot better.
Eminem moaned in his ear continuously as he thrust. Now one hand was holding Kanye together, the other was beating him off.
Kanye: Uhhhh!!! Uhhh fuck white boy!!
Eminem: (whispered) You want my cock, don't you bitch?! My hot, throbbing white cock! Uhh!
Before Kanye knew it, he was on his knees, looking the eyes of the crowned king of rap, sucking on his dick. Kanye's first taste of white dick and he was going in over drive. Eminem came twice in the man's mouth, and Kanye wouldn't stop. Eminem wasn't even threw yet cause less then an hour later he had Kanye all tied up in his own bed, his cock stuffed in this black beast and was giving him what he s been bitching for the most. Kanye never got fucked before a day of his life. He was in so much pain, yet it was so much pleasure. Everything he done to others was being down to him right now as Eminem fucked him each and every way he wanted to from Missionary, to Air Runner, to Knee Bender, to Doggystyle, and then to Cliff Diver. Eminem felt like a teenager again, and Kanye was his cum rag, though Kanye felt like he came 8 more times. Neither one was through.
Back at Drake's party, Weezy was calling Eminem's phone, but no pick up. He went outside to smoke a blunt when he seen Scarf Breezy getting in a truck and leaving. He wondered what was going on just when Nicki pulled up with Trey and Wiz. They hugged.
Nicki: Hey. Where my hubby at?
Weezy: idk. He somewhere.
Nicki went looking for him as Trey slapped him up and so did Wiz. They were just talking about a collaboration with each other when Tyga came out to claim his baby, putting his arms all around him with a bottle in his hand, wasted as fuck, kissing on his neck.
Tyga: Hey baby! Nick said you'd be out here.
Trey: (laughs) Hey baby. Lets go inside./ See y'all later.
Both: Aight.
Wiz: Yo. (nods his head to his car) Let me holler at you for a second.
Weezy: AIght.
Wiz and Weezy gets into Wiz's car, and drives off while Trey and Tyga make their way inside to catch the first incident of the night. Somebody was getting dragged out of V.I.P., yelling and screaming their head off.
Guy: FUCK YOU JAY! PUNK ASS MOTHERFUCKA!
It was some light skinned dude with a fade. Trey took a closer look, and shocked to see who it was. He just looked at him.
Trey: Yoooo!!!
Drake: Fucks going on here!?! (looks at the guy) Oh hell no! Fuck happened?!?
Guy: Ask yo nigga, Jay! Ask yo nigga, Jay!
Usher: Yo Jay, you alright man?
Jay-Z: Yeah. The nigga kicked hard, but I'm cool.
Drake: Yo what happened? (gets in Jay'z face) WHAT-HAPPENED?!
Jay-Z: (sips his drink)
Wiz and Weezy was in the car, driving around downtown, smoking weed, and talking about this Tour.
Wiz: Yo, I realized we ain't perform together.
Weezy: Really?
Wiz: Hell yeah. (takes a long puff) You know what, (blows) when I do black and yellow at the next show,
Weezy: I should come in and do "Green and Yellow"?
Wiz: (slaps him up) My nigga.
Weezy: (laughs) Yeah. I can see it now. Me putting a spin on yo shit.
Wiz: (laughs) Shit. We gotta do it quick too. This tour starting to look kind of funny.
Weezy: I don't think Jay know what he's doing man. He every damn where right now.
Wiz: Hell yeah. (pulls up to corner store) I'mma get me a sub or something. Munchies is calling my ass nigga.
Weezy: Hell yeah. Give me a umm... A chicken finger sub or something.
Wiz: AIght, I got you.
Wiz got out the car, and was not going into the store. He parked in a row of cars, leading to the store entrance, cut the corner, but was not entering. He got a text from his homeboy Omari Hardwick when he was in the car with Nicki and Trey that he got another one behind the corner store and wanted to know if he wanted to join. He creeped around the corner where he saw Omari's big truck. He approached the truck and kissed on the actor before heading to the passenger side. He opened the door to some bare, juicy booty he can stuff his face in.
To be continued...
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