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“Look, you’re my boy and I love spending time with you, but you have to trust me. I’m not doing anything to mess up what we have.”
“Does that mean we’re a couple?”
“No, that means I like you a lot.” He seemed satisfied with my answer. I guess he had no choice but to be.

The three members of my study group and I decided it would be better if the guys worked together and the girls worked together, and just meet to go over everything one day on the weekend. I’m fine with that ’cause it gives Thomas and I a little guy time. Most of the time Thomas and I are together we are talking about women. But today was a little different. As we sat to the table in his apartment he looked at me. “Eric, I have a question for you.”

“Go ahead.”
“It’s a well known fact that you are a bi-sexual man right?” “Yeah, I don’t try to hide it. Why?” I was hoping that this

conversation was going to lead to me fucking him.
“Well, my question is, how do you bring yourself to suck
another man’s dick. I’m not trying to disrespect you or anything
but I think I would throw up if I touched another man’s dick, let
alone sucked it.”
I sat there for a moment. That’s not what I thought he was
going to say, but I had to give him an answer.
“Well, just like eating a pussy. They piss out of it and
lord knows what else they do with it. But, that has never stopped
you from going down there getting a mouth full has it? It’s the
same with sucking a dick. We piss out of it and quick to stick it
in somebody’s mouth. Besides, take my word on this. A man is
the best dick sucker on the planet, trust me. You know how they
say women eat pussy better than men? Well, it’s the same thing
for guys.”
Thomas looked like he was ready to throw up by me just
talking about it. So I furthered the conversation. “So you mean to tell me that you never in your life ever thought about being with
another man?”
“Hell no!” His voice rang all over the apartment. “Well all I have to say is, don’t knock it till you’ve try it” “I’ll knock the hell out of somebody if they even approach
me with that silly shit.”
“Now why it got to be all that. Just say no I don’t get
down like that and let it be. Don’t go beating up people for it.” His last comment pissed me off. I had to speak my mind
at this point. “That’s what’s wrong with straight people: they
always want to jump up and hit somebody for approaching you.
One day one of ya’ll is gonna mess around and hit the wrong gay
guy, and get your ass beat. Just because we’re gay or bi don’t
mean we’re not men. We’ll still beat that ass if need be.” Thomas looked at me and busted out laughing, “Damn
dawg, you a trip you know that?”
We changed the topic and continued to work on our
project. Midway through our work, my cell phone rang.
“Hello?”
“Hey sexy!”
“B, what’s going on man?”
“I’m good. Look, I’ll be up that way this Friday.” “Really! Damn, I look forward to seeing you again. I
miss you.” I looked over at Thomas and his face was damn near
green. He knew I was talking to a guy.
“I miss you too. I’m gonna be staying at the Ramada Inn
on Arlington while I’m there.”
“That’s cool. Just call me when it’s a good time for me to
visit.”
“Shall do.”
“Aiight.”
“Bye.”
I hung up the phone and the biggest smile was on my
face. Thomas looked at me then asked, “So I take it your man is
coming to see you soon?”
“Yeah he’s coming this weekend”
“Gonna get that good head huh?” he said laughing. “I don’t know. We haven’t slept together yet.”

A few hours later I was home with Michelle. I walked into her bedroom. She was laying across the bed in nothing but a bra and panties.

“It was cool. Got mine with a white boy but the best thing was I punked my boy Prentice for trying to show out on me.”
“I don’t know why you won’t leave that little man alone. He’s the type that will get emotionally involved and fuck you up if shit don’t turn out the way he want it to.”
“I’ll beat his ass, he try to run up on me.”
I sat down on the bed next to Michelle. She looked into my eyes and knew I was excited about something. “So are you gonna tell me?” She said sitting up exposing her large, lace-cupped breast.
“You know me too damn good. My boy B is coming this weekend.”
“Your boy B?”
“Yeah he’s this new guy I’ve been talking to
lately.” “Where is he coming from?”
“Miami.”
Just then I heard Tracy coming through the door. She ran to Michelle’s room.
“Oh my bad, I didn’t know you were in here Eric. But I’m glad you’re here. I have great news!”
Michelle and I both sat straight up to make sure we heard everything she was about to say.
“Brandon is coming up here Saturday. I told you Michelle, we’re past all of that old stuff. I asked him to come and he said yes without even questioning it.”
I stood back with a smile on my face.
“That’s good. Eric has a friend coming to town this weekend. Maybe we all can hang out at the club.”
Tracy jumped in. “We don’t normally do clubs but I think we can change up our routine for one night.”
Right then I knew that night would be a very uncomfortable night for me. I walked out of the room. I went into
the kitchen for something to drink. As I closed the door Tracy was standing there and scared the hell out of me.
“Girl, don’t be standing behind doors like that!”
“I’m sorry but you seem like something’s on your mind”
“I’m cool. It’s just…I don’t know. Can I ask you a question?”
“Sure, go ahead.”
“Have you ever hurt an innocent friend?”
She sat for a second then answered. “What’s the deal with you and Michelle both asking me these type of questions today? But, to answer you, no, I’ve never hurt an innocent friend. I have hurt a boyfriend before, but not a person I considered my friend. Why, who is doing you wrong?”
I just looked at her and shook my head “It’s not methat’s being done wrong.”
“You want to talk about
it?” “Nah, not right now.”
As I turned and walked away. Part of me is hurting on the inside because I know a friend that is gonna go off the deep end when a secret I’m keeping comes to light. The other part of me is beyond happy because my friend is coming this Friday and it’s going to be our first time together. I haven’t felt like this since my first sexual experience. I have butterflies in my stomach just thinking about it.

It’s Friday morning and I woke up around 6:15 a.m. I normally don’t get up till around 11:00 a.m. on Friday ’cause I don’t have any classes that day. But excitement woke me up this morning. I was up before anybody else in the house. As pretty and prissy as Tracy is, that girl snores like a grown man. Sometimes I can hear her through her closed door at night. But that’s my girl and I’m not gonna put the bad mouth on her. I guess thesmell of bacon, eggs, and grits woke Tracy up. I’m cooking me a good breakfast ’cause I know I’m going to need my strength later. Tracy walked in and sat to the kitchen table while I cooked. She started a conversation I really don’t feel like having today.

“What got you up so early?”
“I’m getting ready for a big day with my friend” “That’s right your boy is coming in today right?” “Yeah, I’m a little excited.”
I almost dropped my food on the floor with her next

statement.
“I think something is going on with Brandon.” I stopped in mid stride of cooking. I was standing with

my back to her cause I knew if she could look at my face she would question me to death. I have to act like nothing’s wrong. “What’s up with him?”
“I tried to call him a little while ago and he’s not answering his phone. And, that’s not like him.”
“Just because he’s not answering his phone, something’s wrong with him? You need to stop trippin’.”
“You right. I think it’s that conversation Michelle and I had the other day that’s got me some mixed up.”
“What conversation?”
“She was asking me have I ever hurt him and if so, do I think he really forgave me. Or is he just picking his time to get me back. Stuff like that.”
Right then I wanted to go wake Michelle’s ass up. She’s up to something; I just don’t know what it is.
“Don’t pay Michelle any attention. She’s always been in fucked up relationships and if you listen to her yours will be just as fucked up.”
We both laughed a little and dropped the topic. I felt horrible trying to make her feel good about her man that I’ve been secretly talking to and going to hook up with in a few hours. The saddest part of the entire situation is that Michelle is right. I know that Brandon, or B as I like to call him, is still hurting on the inside about something that went down between him and Tracy. He doesn’t want to talk about it and I don’t push the issue.
For the rest of the morning and the early afternoon, I watched as Tracy tried to call Brandon’s phone over and over again. She is starting to get on my nerves calling him so much. I walked into my bedroom and closed the door and called him from my cell. He picked up on the first ring.
“Hello?”
“Hey boo, how’s the trip so far?”
“It’s good. I should be there in about forty-five minutes. I’m driving a red Nissan Altima fully loaded.”
“Has Tracy been calling you this morning?”
“Yeah, she’s been blowing my phone up all morning!”
“Look you need to call her and tell her your cell battery is dead or something ’cause she was talking to our other roommate and she has put all kinds of thoughts in Tracy’s head about you still being hurt and gonna try to hurt her in return.”
“You talking about that fat girl
Michelle?” “Yes.”
“All right! I’ll call Tracy now okay?”
“Good. I’ll see you when you get here.”
As I hung up the phone and walked back into the front room where Tracy was I could hear her cell phone start ringing in her bedroom. She jumped up and ran to her room. Once she realized it was Brandon she closed the door to her room.
Looking at the clock it’s now 2:30. My excitement is hard to hide. Several times Michelle has asked me to sit down and stop pacing back and forth across the room. I walked into my room to make sure I had packed up all my little toys and accessories. I made sure I had my Astroglide, my size four Anal Plug, my 10 inch Anal Beads and I can’t have a good time without my Pina Colada Motion Lotion. I grabbed my bags and headed for the door. I was stopped by Tracy walking out of her room. Her face was wet from tears. I had to be a good friend and ask, “What’s wrong baby?” I said with my most concerned voice.
“It’s Brandon. He rushed me off the phone and said he had to run inside whatever place he’s at. He said he’ll call me back in a few hours. ”
Just then Michelle jumped into the conversation. “I told you, didn’t I? I told you when they start rushing you off the phone and acting like they don’t have time for you anymore they’re up to no damn good!”
I screamed, “Michelle shut the fuck up! You don’t have a clue what you’re talking about! Maybe the guy actually has something to do and can’t talk at this moment.”
Michelle chimed in with another one of her sarcastic answers. “Yeah, or somebody else to do!”
I wanted to snatch Michelle’s lips off to make her stop talking. I’m trying my best to look out for my girls’ feelings and she’s sitting there filling her head with a ton of bullshit. I shot Michelle a shut the hell up look. She looked at me and frowned up her face as I exited the room.
I turned and looked at Tracy. “Girl, it’ll be okay, trust me. Don’t give that shit Michelle talking a second thought. You have a good man that loves you. Remember that.”
Tracy just kinda sat there on the sofa and stared at me as I left the house. I wanted to feel bad, but I couldn’t. I was too excited about meeting Brandon in a few minutes.
Turning into the parking lot of the hotel, I saw Brandon’s red Nissan Altima. It had gray leather seats and his car also had the Bose speakers everybody wants in their car. I looked in the rear view mirror to make sure I was on point. My hair was fine, my face was not to shiny from the lotion I had on. I am looking good I must admit. Walking into the main lobby of the hotel I felt like all eyes were on me. Everybody seemed to stop and stare when I walked in. Brandon was standing at the check in desk when I walked up behind him. “Hey sexy!”
He turned around to see who was calling somebody sexy all loud. His face almost fell to the floor when he turned and saw that the loud person was me. The young lady behind the desk looked at both of us. I guess she thought one of us was gonna holla at her but we had other plans. Her world looked wrecked when I walked up and gave Brandon a huge hug. Brandon pushed me away from him. I’m thinking I know this nigga ain’t trippin’ on me. He better know that I don’t play with all the pushin’ shit. The look on his face was pure disgust as he held me at arms length. He finally spoke to me. “Wuz up dawg!”
I was confused. I thought he would have been more excited to see me. The bitch in me is on its way out. Then it hit me. Brandon is not as open as I am. I don’t care if people know that I’m bi, but he does care. And, I have to respect that.
After checking in at the desk I followed him to the elevator. There was this older white couple standing behind us going up as we were. When the doors closed, Brandon reached around and grabbed and huge handful of my ass. I guess he didn’t want to be all affectionate in the lobby but the doing it in front of two old people; now that was funny.
“Stop that. At least wait till we get to the room!”
I heard the old lady grunt with disgust. The old guy didn’t bite his tongue at all.
“Ya’ll need to be ashamed of yourselves! Two grown men touching each other. It’s not natural!”
When they got off the elevator on the third floor, I shot Brandon a look. “Why did you do that in front of those old people?”
“I just wanted to get a rise out of them.” He said laughing.
“Well instead of you getting a rise out of them you got one out of me.”
Brandon’s eyes ran over my entire body. I could see that he was just as turned on as I was.
When the elevator doors opened upon the sixth floor, both of us quickly found our room and were all over one another before the door could close behind us. Brandon and I had talked about this moment ever since he left to go home after he came up here with Tracy. We have been secretly falling for one another for the past few months. I see why Tracy loves him so much. He’s caring, understanding, funny, and best of all, he’s fine as hell. In my mind, I know just how I want this to go down. I’m lying on the bed butt naked and Brandon kneels between my legs and gives me the best blowjob of all time. I hurried up and got out of my clothes while he was in the restroom.
When he came out I was lying on the bed with a hard dick just for him. He took off his clothes and walked over to the bed. I closed my eyes anticipating feeling his warm lips wrap around my dick. To my surprise he straddled my face and was pushing his teninch dick in my mouth. At first I was shocked but the taste of his salty dick was intoxicating. My mouth opened and I took as much of him in as possible. He fucked my face like it was a pussy. I even gagged a few times; he was stroking my face so good. I jacked my dick as he face fucked me. He even tea bagged me. He stood over me and lowered his giant balls into my mouth over and over kinda like you dunk tea bags into hot water. I feel wonderful being with him.
It was my turn to enjoy his beautiful luscious lips. I slid out from underneath him. He was standing on the bed. I jump on the bed in front of him and pushed him to his knees. He opened his mouth and sucked all of me in. When I looked down all I saw was his face up against my pelvis. He licked the entire length of my dick. Brandon’s tongue followed the veins in my dick like a road map. I watched him as he stroked his dick while he sucked mine.
I got down off the bed and reached for my over night bag that had my Astroglide in it. I laid him back on the bed, took two fingers full of the gel and rubbed it against his anus. I pressed my fingers in to make sure he was well lubed.
Brandon’s cell phone rang. The phone was on the nightstand. He looked at the caller I.D.
“You know this is Tracy right?” He said as I fingered his ass.
“Do you plan on answering
it?” “Hell nah!”
We let the phone ring as we continued our business. I couldn’t help but think that my friend is home wondering if her man is cheating on her, and I’m here with my dick ready to go in his ass.
I slowly pressed my dick into Brandon. He obviouslywas not new to this.
“Go ahead and fuck me. I’m open.”
That was all I needed to hear. I began to pound him. My balls slapped against his ass as I drilled him for all I was worth. He stroked his dick as I fucked him. We kissed like old lovers. The moment is beautiful. After a few minuets in that position Brandon looked at me and said, “I want to fuck you now”
Since he was already lying down I straddled him in the cowgirl position. I bounced up and down on his dick the same way several women have bounced on mine. He stroked me as I rode him. Several minutes into our lovemaking I was ready to cum. I shot my load on his chest as I sat on his dick. Brandon rubbed my offering into his skin as I continued to bounce. When it was his turn to cum I got off of him and wrapped my lips around his very erect dick. He shot load after load into my waiting mouth. I tried not to let one-drop hit the ground.
We lay next to each other in the bed in a sweaty heap. It felt good to lie next to a real man and not some guy trying to figure out if he’s gay, bi, or straight. I rolled over on top of Brandon and asked “So what are we gonna do for the rest of the weekend?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean I know that tomorrow you’ll be with Tracy and you know we are all going to the club tomorrow night.”
“Yeah, she mentioned something about that the other day. I guess I’ll just have to admire you from afar.”
This is going to be a real uncomfortable situation tomorrow night at the club. I want to spend more time with Brandon but I have to share him in order to not hurt my friend.